This is a fan made story scene of FAF-Comic's unfinished comic titled 'Hetty'.

It is assumed by me, the writer of only this fan made story, that Hetty and Jimmy are both between 18 and 20 years old.

This scene takes place sometime late into Hetty's summertime visit with Jimmy.

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Jimmy arrived at his home after another jading day of pool cleaning and landscaping.
As he enters the house he smells something resembling burnt beef.
From the kitchen he hears what sounds like oil sizzling in a pan.
Jimmy immediately goes to investigate.
As he walked into the kitchen Jimmy sees a rather unusual sight.

Jimmy saw Hetty cooking several different pieces of meat on the kitchen stove with all four burners in use.
Hetty was wearing the apron that Jimmy's mother's would often wear.
Hetty quickly removes a pan from one of the burners as drops of boiling oil popped out of the pan and onto the surrounding surfaces.
A strong smokey scent wafts from the pan as several pieces of sausage were charred black on the outsides.
Holding the hot pan away from the heat, Hetty noticed Jimmy enter the kitchen.
Jimmy blinked as he acknowledged what was going on.

"It's about time you got back.
Would you please get over here and help me?" Hetty huffed in annoyance.

"Um, I should really wash myself first before I do anything involving preparing food," responded Jimmy.
Jimmy recalled the nasty algae covered residue he had to scrape from the bottom of a pool earlier that day and grimaced from just the memory.

"Well hurry up then," demanded Hetty.
"I've been busy for the last several hours."

"Yeah about that," said Jimmy.
"Why did you decide to make dinner? Is tonight a special occasion?"

"Hey, I just felt like making a proper meal myself for a change.
If you have a problem with that, I won't do this for you again anytime soon."

"No, no, I don't have a problem with this, Hetty.
I was just taken by surprise, that's all.
It's actually really nice to have someone else cook for a change."

"Well, don't get used to it.
It's bad enough that I have to prepare most my own meals.
You know, since you don't usually feel like making nearly enough food for me before you leave for work."

"Hetty, I already leave you more than double the amount of food a normal person eats in one day, every single day."

"Well I always finish eating it all and get hungry again by noon, so clearly it's not enough." 

"I don't have time to prepare you food whenever you want, Hetty.
I already get up very early every morning to cook for you, and I stay up late cleaning the kitchen after you go to sleep for the night.
And I can't stay home to cook for you any longer than I already do on work days.
I might get fired if I start showing up to work any later.
If you need to eat so much, you have to help yourself more often."

"Oh, you always have an excuse, don't you," scowled Hetty.
"Go hurry up and shower or whatever.
My feet are getting tired."

Jimmy took a quick shower and dressed into a loose T-shirt and a comfortable pair of shorts.
Hetty was already almost finished cooking everything by the time Jimmy arrived back in the kitchen.
Most of the ingredients that Jimmy had intended to last the following two days were used on this one meal. 
Jimmy reluctantly conceded that he would be grocery shopping again sometime tomorrow.

On the table was a large, roasted chicken, a glazed ham, two large cuts of beef, several links of burnt sausage, a dish full of hard boiled eggs, a massive bowl of mixed vegetables topped with an entire bottle of salad dressing and an entire bag of croutons, a large pot filled with pasta mixed with tomato sauce, a tray packed with mashed potatoes, a sheet of cheese covered bread rolls, another large bowl of grapes, and two, two-liter bottles of soda.
Jimmy noticed that the chicken and unsliced ham already had several large chunks torn out of them.
The ham and beef cuts were still noticeably undercooked, but Hetty did not seem to care about that at all.
Jimmy set the table with his family's dinner plates, glasses, napkins, and silverware.
For the first time since Jimmy got home, Hetty looked very happy.
Hetty impatiently stared at the assortment in front of her as she made the final preparations and sliced some of the meat.
Once completed, she grabbed the nearest two chairs and placed them down besides her end of the table.
Yes, Hetty needed two chairs now, as the chair that she accidently demolished a few days ago was evidence that only one was no longer enough.
At least it would be a very long time before Hetty would possibly need to use three of the kitchen chairs.

Jimmy took another chair for himself.
Before Jimmy could even sit down, Hetty began her feast.
Having been cooking food for so long and barely eating any of it during that time, Hetty was especially impatient.
Jimmy watched as Hetty grabbed a thick slice of the recently cut ham with her paws and began to rapidly take large bites out of it.
The second Hetty finished the slice of ham, she grabbed several of the links of sausage.
Jimmy took the last of the burnt sausage that Hetty had left and served himself comparatively puny portions of the salad and mashed potatoes.
He watched Hetty contently as they both ate.
Hetty devoured everything edible on her plate except for some of the bones.
For the larger bones, Hetty chewed and gnawed at them until she cracked them open and licked up all the bone marrow.

Other than the sheer amount of food that was prepared, not much else was different during dinner that night.
Hetty was just as ravenous as ever.
Jimmy was free to eat as much as he wanted as there was easily more than enough food for the both of them.
It was certainly nice to know that there would be leftovers for a change.
Jimmy would normally only make enough dinner to just barely satisfy Hetty.
There had also been other day when the amount of available food was, by Hetty's standards, scarce.
During those nights, Hetty would hog every last bit of the food in the house to herself and was completely content with letting Jimmy go hungry.

Jimmy and Hetty continued eating dinner.
As the night went on, Hetty's eating pace started to slow down.
The majority of the food that had been prepared earlier that evening was already eaten.
Jimmy, being a lightweight, was full after just two modest plates of food.
Hetty slowly ate another piece of the chicken and then drank the last of the soda in her glass.
She suddenly let out an impressively loud belch that gently shook Jimmy's glass from across the table.
Hetty let out a satisfied sigh as she slouched in her chairs and playfully slapped her taught upper belly with her paw.
As usual, the table and floor nearest to where Hetty was seated were the messiest places in the house.
"Are you finished?" asked Jimmy amusingly.

"Ha, barely finished!" said Hetty smugly.
"We haven't had dessert yet."

"You have got to be kidding Hetty. How are you not full yet?" asked Jimmy.

"I had a light breakfast today and basically skipped lunch.
And as I'm sure you're aware, a dedicated eater like me is supposed to make up for such lows," explained Hetty.
"Come on, there was no way I would make a dinner like this and not plan any dessert."

"Hetty, I'm now certain that you have a serious eating disorder," commented Jimmy.

Hetty ignored Jimmy's last comment and pushed her two chairs back.
Slowly and steadily, Hetty got up onto her feet and carefully waddled towards the kitchen refrigerator.
Hetty opened the refrigerator and took out a large cake that was still fully intact within in a large, clear, plastic case.
The cake was a round, double layer chocolate cake with extra thick chocolate frosting, topped with plenty of dark chocolate shavings.
Hetty had gotten it from her most recent shopping trip with Jimmy.
By some miracle, Hetty had managed to keep herself from eating any of it during the short time it was in the house.
Hetty wasted no time placing the cake down on the table and ripping off the outer casing.
"Did you want any?" asked Hetty, excitedly.

"No, I'm still full."

"Well good, because this is all mine," claimed Hetty.
Jimmy watched as Hetty took off the apron she was wearing and tossed it aside on one of the empty chairs.
Jimmy just noticed that Hetty was only wearing a tight set of bra and panties beneath the apron.
Such circumstances were now particularly normal to Jimmy.
As Hetty quickly outgrew most of the clothes she owned and became increasingly lazy, she preferred to only wear what was necessary.
Jimmy had seen Hetty either in just her underwear or completely naked more often than she was decently clothed. 

Hetty was already grasping large chunks of the cake with her paws and shoving them in her mouth.
Bits of rich frosting got onto the already dirtied fur around her muzzle.
Jimmy remained silent as he watched Hetty tear through the top layer of the cake.
Hetty paused to take a few moments to breath and then glanced towards Jimmy.
"Don't tell me that you're just going to watch me," teased Hetty.

"Oh, uh, is there something else I could do for you?" asked Jimmy questioningly.

"You're damn right there is. Get over here, fox boy," commanded Hetty.
Jimmy, feeling a mixture of reluctance and eagerness, got up from his seat and walked over to Hetty.
Hetty pulled down her tight, slightly ripped pair of panties and let it fall to the floor before kicking it away.
She then reached behind her back, unhooked her bra, and tossed it aside.
Hetty turned towards the table and leaned down against it.
She then moved her legs further apart and playfully flagged her tail upwards.
"Pleasure me with your tongue while I eat this.
It'll likely be the only kind of dessert you'll be having tonight."

"Wait, you want me to do that in here?" questioned Jimmy, slightly concerningly.
He noticed that the grey fur on the insides of Hetty's thighs was damp.

"Yes, now get down on your knees and do as I say," commanded Hetty with a confident smirk on her face.
After a contemplative pause, Jimmy knelt down behind the massive wolf lady.
Before he could think to do anything else, Hetty put her paw behind Jimmy's head and shoved his face into her crotch.
With any further instruction, Jimmy opened his maw and began dragging his tongue along Hetty's lower lips.
Hetty let out a few pleasurable grunts as Jimmy thoroughly licked her loins.
Jimmy grasped Hetty's chubby hips in his paws as he continued licking.
Content with Jimmy's actions, Hetty released her paw from behind Jimmy's head and then lowered her own head towards the table.
Between breathes, Hetty took bites of the cake directly.
Hetty felt shivers throughout her entire body as she was indulged from both ends.
She shuddered as she already felt herself reaching an orgasm.
Then Jimmy abruptly stopped licking and moved away from Hetty.

"Who gave you permission to stop?!" huffed Hetty in annoyance.

"I wanted to try something else," answered Jimmy with a rare confidence in his voice.

After taking a deep breath, Hetty pushed herself off the table and turned around to face Jimmy.
Jimmy was now standing on his feet and had already removed both his shorts and his briefs.
Hetty suddenly made a sly smile as she lowered her gaze.
"I think you're losing your nerve.
Do you really think you can properly satisfy me?" asked Hetty.

"I think I've done a great job plenty of times before, going by your past reactions," boasted Jimmy.

Hetty stepped closer to Jimmy, both of them now standing up straight.
Jimmy, being notably shorter, was only eye level with Hetty's neck.
Hetty's extruding belly poked against Jimmy's body and her bare breasts rested directly in front of Jimmy's face.
Hetty extended her cake stained paw and brushed it along Jimmy's erect dick.
Her smile morphed into a devious grin as she dragged her tongue along the lips of her muzzle.
"As far as you're aware Jimmy, I've felt at least two different cocks inside me before that were much bigger than this.
Honestly, I'm tempted to invite one of them over to remind you how a real man is supposed to fuck," taunted Hetty.

"Hetty, no, we've been over this already and made an agreement!" scolded Jimmy as he stepped back and crossed his arms.
"If I catch you doing anything like that again, you're out of here!"

Hetty put her paw over her muzzle as she muffled a laugh.
"You're way too easy to tease," commented Hetty.
She then turned back around towards the table and leaned against it again.
Hetty parted her legs and flagged her tail.
"If you want to keep me to yourself then you have to keep me and my big, fat ass satisfied," said Hetty, looking over her shoulder.
Hetty gently swayed her wide hips back and forth as she lowered her back.
She then reached her paw behind her and slapped her ass as hard as she could.
"Now satisfy your girlfriend."

Hetty noticed that Jimmy no longer appeared to look frustrated, confident, or sad.
Jimmy was silently staring at her blankly with extreme intensity.
Jimmy's heart was pounding faster, he was breathing heavier, and the skin beneath the orange fur on his face blushed bright red.
Hetty noticed Jimmy's dick twitch as it grew slightly longer and harder.
It looked as if Jimmy had just taken multiple dosages of double-strength sex stimulants.

Without another word, Jimmy stepped up behind Hetty, gripped her fat thighs in his paws, further parted them, and thrust his cock into Hetty's clitoris.
Jimmy began to repeatedly pull back his entire length and then plunge himself inside Hetty, making the base of his cock slam against Hetty's lips.
Enjoying this, Hetty lowered her head and continued taking bites of the remaining cake.
Jimmy continued as he did, steadily increasing the rate and vigor of his motions.
He dug his paws deeper between Hetty's fat rolls.
Hetty continued eating, trying to pretend that she barely felt Jimmy's thrusts.
But soon enough, loud, pleasured moans escaped Hetty's maw as she was unable to maintain her casual demeanor.

Jimmy's skinny hips slammed against the back of Hetty's tree-trunk-thick thighs, causing her monstrous ass cheeks to ripple with every impact.
Hetty's sizable breasts bounced as they hung beneath her.
The lower part of Hetty's massive stuffed belly slapped against the front of her thighs.
Each roll of fat on Hetty's torso jiggled.
Nearly every part of Hetty's body was oscillating to Jimmy's pace.
Areas of Hetty's grey fur glistened with sweat despite being the one who was barely exerting any physical effort.

Soon enough, Hetty had given up on trying to eat the rest of her dessert and chose to instead focus on keeping herself balanced.
The silverware and cutlery still on the table rattled against the plates they were on.
The empty drinking glasses wobbled, threatening to fall over at any moment.
Hetty's claws scraped against the edge of the wooden table and her upper fangs pressed against the skin beneath her lower lip.
Hetty had already climaxed once and was feeling her bodily sensations build up as she approached another.
With an undignified howl, Hetty clenched her insides against Jimmy's shaft after he thrust himself into her once more.
Hetty's fluids built up around Jimmy's member and squirted past her stuffed opening.
While this happened, Jimmy felt even more blood rush towards his lower body as he acknowledged his impending ejaculation.
Jimmy's semen pumped out of his cock and mixed with Hetty's own fluids while inside of her.
Some of the mixture leaked out of Hetty's already full crevice and down the insides of Hetty's legs.

Hetty and Jimmy both slowed down as they began breathing even more deeply than before.
However, this lull did not last long.
Hetty could feel that Jimmy was still plenty hard and ready for more.
Just seconds later and without warning, Jimmy quickly continued thrusting inside Hetty at a pace similar to before.
Hetty held her maw open as she made pleasured gasps, now submitting to Jimmy's frequent penetrations.
The minutes went by as Jimmy continued to pleasure himself inside of Hetty.
Jimmy felt his blood rush through his lower body again and he soon erupted inside Hetty a second time.

After that, Jimmy grew tired and slowed down the rate of his thrusts significantly, but he still did not stop.
Hetty continued leaning against the table, having no will or motivation to interrupt what Jimmy was doing.
Soon enough, Jimmy eventually felt a familiar sensation and then came inside Hetty for a third time.
Shortly after that, he finally stopped thrusting.
Jimmy fully exited Hetty, letting more of their fluids spill onto the floor.
Hetty was now resting most of upper body on top of the table.
Several of the dishes already on the table had been pushed aside when she made room for herself.
Hetty was breathing gently and was mostly conscious.

"You were sure pent up," commented Hetty between breaths.

"Yeah, it's been quite a while since we last did this," said Jimmy.

Gathering what little expendable energy she had left, Hetty pushed her entire body onto her numb, shaking legs.
Having built back some of her previous appetite, Hetty reached for the plate containing a piece of uneaten beef.
With renewed vigor, she quickly chewed and devoured the leftover meat.
She then turned her attention back towards the remains of the chocolate cake.
Jimmy watched in awe as Hetty willingly choose to pack in even more food inside of her.
After gobbling down several more chunks of the frosted baked good, Hetty wiped the fur on her face, neck, chest, and paws with a clean napkin.
Hetty stepped away from the table again and gently patted the side of her bulging belly.

"That certainly hit the spot," said Hetty.
Hetty's muzzle opened wide as she let out a deep yawn.
"Wow, I could use some rest right now," said Hetty as she stumbled over towards Jimmy.
Hetty ungraciously leaned most of her weight against Jimmy who immediately struggled to keep both of them from falling over.
"Take me to the sofa or your mother's bed, I don't care which.
We both know that neither of us are getting me up those stairs tonight."

"No kidding," grunted Jimmy as she guided Hetty towards the living room.
With some serious effort, Jimmy helped Hetty onto the sofa.
Hetty let out a sigh of relief as she took her own weight off of her legs.

"I'd love for you to try to prepare something even better for our next date night," said Hetty warmly.

"I'll try, but I'll make promises," responded Jimmy.

"Well in the meantime you should-" said Hetty, before she cut off herself with another abrupt yawn.
"You should go grocery shopping soon.
Even with tonight's leftovers, I doubt that there would be enough food to last to the end of tomorrow.
Oh, and please clean up the mess on the kitchen floor, wash the dishes, and put away all of the leftover food.
You'll do all that, right?" asked Hetty.

Jimmy tiredly look over all of what still had to be done in the kitchen and then thought about having to go to work tomorrow.
"Okay, I'll do all that. But could you please help out with the other chores after you're done resting."

"Come on Jimmy, I did plenty of work today already.
Don't make me do anything else for a while," demanded Hetty as she got into a comfortable resting position on the sofa.
She let out another yawn as her eyelids began to droop.

Jimmy looked down at his massive girlfriend for a brief moment as she filled out the entire seat of the sofa by herself.
The end of Hetty's protruding belly sagged over the edge of the sofa.
"Hetty, you can act like a total bitch sometimes."

"I know that," murmured Hetty before abruptly falling asleep with a content smile on her face.
Just seconds later, Hetty was gently snoring.

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Author's Note:

The only part of all this that is more out of character than either Jimmy not being a total pushover is FAF-Comics finishing the original comic and making it all publicly available for free.