Rabbit Food

Judy Hopps held a paw to her stomach as it tied itself in knots. The rabbit forgot her bagged lunch back home, and her break fastly approached. At her desk, she kept her head down with flustered embarrassment. The sounds of her starvation growled louder than the many predators that frequented the Z.P.D. As the last officer to go on break, she could only hope that the cafeteria wouldn’t be empty by the time she arrived. 

Her paws quickly shuffled through numerous reports. Traffic stops, some arrests, and a few solved missing mammals cases all needed her side of the details; it had been a busy day for both her and Nick, and the fox was currently resting an injured paw back at home. Smoke rose from the pages as she wrote with devilish speed, piling the finished reports to file them away later. The faster she worked, the less she’d have to come back to after lunch, and with how much her stomach was acting up, she wasn’t about to stay longer and miss dinner. 

The minute the clock struck two, Judy jumped out of her seat and stormed her way to the cafeteria. To her horror, the department cooks had finished their service and were already taking away their empty trays. Judy ran over to them, looking around for even the smallest scrap of bread, but unfortunately everything was picked clean. The larger herbivores on the force, such as the elephants, rhinos, and giraffes, tore through their leafy salads with such fervor it made her stomach twist itself even tighter. 

With no hope in the cafeteria, she searched the vending machines for a snack. Somehow, everything aside from bottled water was completely out of stock; no bags of chips, pretzels, or even tiny carrots to hold her over. In each floor of the Z.P.D, every machine was bare of any sort of sustenance. None of her coworkers had so much as a leftover candy bar lying around their desk. Even Clawhauser had managed to finish all of his snacks for the day, not having even a puff of cereal or a piece of a donut he’d be able to part with. 

After exploring the whole department, Judy wound up by the holding cells, hungry and hugging her thin waistline. Her marathon up and down the building had somehow taken up half of her lunch break, despite her speedy searching. Her starvation grew worse with the added exercise, giving her pain and discomfort the likes of which she hadn’t experienced before. Driving down to the nearest fast food restaurant would cause her to return late, giving Chief Bogo an excuse to load her with extra paperwork. She would arrive home late, and even Nick would grow hungry waiting for her to bring dinner. Her options to sate her hunger seemed dim, until something in front of her caught her curious eye. 

She noticed one of her fellow officers carrying with them a pair of rat cages down to the holding cells, recalling on the radio earlier today of a crime ring being busted down at Little Rodentia. It would explain all the rodent criminal reports she had sifted through before her break. A fermented cheese racket had been exposed, and a large sting operation proved highly successful. She couldn’t pinpoint why, but an odd yearning slowly overcame her. Something about all those rodents packed conveniently in one place appealed to her for some reason. Once the officer left the room holding empty cages, Judy slipped her way inside completely unseen. 

The jailing area was filled with animals big and small, all organized by their  height and species. From grizzly bears to ferrets, they occupied their own cells either alone or with groups of other similar sized detainees. The rodents were stored at the far back of the jailing area, sitting in cells that resembled post office boxes all lining the back wall. Around fifty rats were collected in the recent raid, each having their own individual cell. One particular rat caught Judy’s attention, wearing an orange striped suit with a green shirt collar and cufflinks. 

“What’cha lookin’ at, flat foot,” said the rat. 

Judy didn’t reply, becoming too fixated on the rat’s clothing. Some of the other rodents looked back at her, watching her stand around like a mannequin with beady eyes and sweat trickling down her brow. Something about the orange and green colors of the rat’s clothing reminded the rabbit of a big-juicy carrot just sitting within paws reach. Her growling stomach guided her arm to grab at some hanging keys on a nearby wall. Her mind was a torrential downpour of constant demands for food, regardless of what was considered edible for her species or not. If it appeared good at this point, she was more than willing to eat it. She didn’t think about her next action, and acted purely on starved reflex. 

“Hello, earth to long ears! I said, what’cha-hey-hey-what are ya doin—!”

Opening the cage, Judy grabbed the rat without hesitation and shoved him in her mouth. In the blink of an eye, she slurped up his tail and swallowed him whole, barely even allowing herself so much as a taste. But it didn’t matter, as the feeling of her stomach finally having some form of sustenance sent her over the moon. Better than any steamed microwave lunch she ever had, a sense of euphoria trembled throughout her whole body. 

Looking to the other cages, she was greeted by a cacophony of tiny screams. They barely carried across the room, even when yelling together; still, she couldn’t risk any of the other officers hearing them if any were to walk in. Like a kid in a candy store, she opened the other cages and grabbed at the other rodents, gobbling them up. Those who hadn’t seen the first rat get eaten watched in horror as the rabbit wolfed them down like eating her way through a bucket of popcorn. Losing all self control, Judy fully succumbed to her ravenous appetite, and what’s more, she highly enjoyed it. 

Eating a few at a time, Judy murmured with pleasure feeling the rodents bulge in her throat, like gulping down entire turnips. Her once starved stomach now filled with sustenance, loosening the knots that had once caused her such pain and discomfort. Belly distending in size, she could feel the group of rodents tumbling inside her, pounding against the walls of her gut now protruding under her uniform shirt. It was a joyous feast, one of the best she ever had. Rather than feel guilty, her only shame was that there weren’t more rodents. 

Judy gathered up the last group of rats, swallowing them whole five at once. She winced at the labor it took to eat them all, feeling her gullet bulge as if eating a whole cantaloupe. Groaning with contentment, she looked down at her belly with delighted satisfaction. Her once thin frame now bloated like a watermelon; the voices of her prey muffled underneath her fur. Curiously, she held her belly with both paws, weighing the combined heft of fifty rodents now carried inside her stomach. 

“Urp, oof, I can’t believe I ate them all,” said the rabbit, “I didn’t think I would be that hungry, bworp, but I couldn’t stop. Mmff, this feels so good.” 

Despite having broken animal law by eating other animals, Judy felt enormously pleased by her actions. Being full of critters wasn’t the same as feeling stuffed by a three course vegetarian meal. Something in her burbling gut gave her immense pleasure, more than digesting any amount of fruits or greens in her life. She felt an understanding with predators centuries ago, back when they hunted for their prey. Thankfully, she didn’t have that issue in the modern age, thanks to all her prey being conveniently packaged all in one room. 

The rabbit licked her lips, giving her gut a shake and a smack. It gurgled in accordance with her gluttonous wishes, goading her on to seek more food. Bloated as it was, there was plenty of room left to fill, and with all the rodents devoured, she’d have to upgrade the size of her next few meals. 

Not having to look far, she walked over to the next set of cells over to her right. A weasel laid on a solitary cot, his cell being made up of three walls, with the sliding cell doors being his only view of the hallway. The layout served Judy well, due to her prey in the adjacent cells not knowing what was coming. 

The weasel took notice of Judy, grimacing at her rounded gut and curious why she was letting herself in his cell. “Uuugh-can I help you?”

“You’re free to go,” said the rabbit, “I’m here to escort you out.” 

“Hehe, that’s what I thought. They got nothing on me, never sold a fake I.D. in my life.” 

Sitting on the cot, the weasel leaned back as Judy came uncomfortably close, staring at him with covetous eyes, and her round gut pressing against his. 

“Yeesh, what gives, rabbit? Think you’re close enough?”

“Sorry,” Judy grinned, “I just wanted to compare our sizes before I gobbled you up.” 

“Ugh-before you what now?”

Suddenly, Judy grabbed him by his scrawny arms and bent him forward. His muzzle was swiftly shoved inside her mouth, touching the back of her throat. Kicking and pushing the rabbit back, he struggled for survival, feeling his head being enveloped within the rabbit’s mouth. Fought as he might, she refused to let him go, holding onto him with great zeal until she swallowed him down to his shoulders.

Judy winced at the strain it took to swallow whole something as large as her. She pulled him further down her gullet with each gulp, leaning over him as more of his body disappeared. His arms grew more constrained between her jaws, and his flailing lower body pushed against the floor in an attempt to stand, aiding in the rabbit’s ingestion. Once down to his waist, she lifted her head, feeling her belly surge in size as it spilled onto the cot with a sickening squelch. 

“Ooourp, mmmff, so good, urp. That filled me up, hnng, so much.”

She grunted as she stood upright, feeling the weight of the weasel and rodents attempting to pull her down. Their squirming and kicking caused her belly to glorp and squelch, pulling her in different directions. But the rabbit widened her stance to keep her balance, grinning at her now swollen middle that spilled out of her uniform shirt in full view. Now three times her normal size, she happily grabbed at her bulging waist, impressed by its widening girth. 

“Ooogh, I’ve gotten so big off of that one weasel, urp, but I still want more. So, let's just see how much this stomach can really handle.” 

Carrying her belly with both paws, Judy waddled her way out, arching her back and walking with a wider stride. The next cell held three gruff looking ferrets, all of whom wretched their heads back at the unsightly rabbit. As she locked the cage behind her and tucked the keys inside her vest, the three menacingly approached her, circling her and looking at one another with bared fangs; with it being three against one, she might as well have handed them the keys then and there. 

They immediately rushed her, with the closest ferret grabbing her arms from behind. Judy retaliated with a kangaroo kick to the chest vs the ferret in front of her, knocking him to the floor. She then head butted the ferret behind her, hitting him square in the nose and sending him reeling toward the back wall. The third ferret lunged to grab hold of her, but suddenly found himself face to face with her opened mouth. 

He successfully held onto her, but was taken aback by Judy devouring his head. Her voracious need to gorge helped her gobble him up much faster than the weasel before him, swallowing down to his shoulders in only a few gulps. As the two other ferrets recovered, they watched in horror as she lifted their comrade off the ground with both paws, guiding him down her throat as if eating a sub sandwich. Halfway down, his legs kicked at the open air while the rest of his body could be seen squirming around in her gullet. She spread out her arms as she swallowed the footpaws, fiendishly grinning as he passed her throat and entered her stomach, swelling her even larger and with added height over her next two victims. 

The two ferrets scurried over to the cell doors, screaming for help and rattling the bars as Judy stomped her way over. Grabbing one by the scruff, she immediately began devouring him while he still held onto the cell bars. Once she wretched him free, the other ferret held onto him by his legs. But Judy’s gullet was too strong, refusing to part with such a filling meal. The last ferret followed right after the second like a link of sausage; by the time he let go of his friend’s legs, his arms were already deep in the rabbit’s mouth. 

Leaning onto the bars, the rabbit huffed with a sloppy smile on her face, slamming her rotund belly with a paw and letting loose a gaseous belch. Having grown larger, she moaned with bliss, yearning to grow larger still. Over at the next cell, she murmured with drooling lips at the sight of four juicy otters. They stood at the back of the wall in fear and confusion; the screams of the ferret’s had no doubt alerted the other animals to their coming fate. 

Cornering the otters, her eyes fluttered with flustered glee upon eating her first. Its physique was so much fatter and robust than the scrawny ferrets and weasel, all the way down to the tail. Each one she ate felt like a boulder landing in her stomach, with the added benefit of her also growing wider and incrementally taller. Her uniform stretched tighter with all her added inches, and the white and gray portions of her belly and back rode her shirt up to her vest, and spilled over her pants.

In the final cell of the last row were a pair of badgers, both of whom were twice as girthy as the otters. As she gobbled up larger animals with each consecutive cell, Judy experienced a greater sense of euphoria with each new meal. Though swallowing heftier prey had its challenges, the thrill of devouring them felt terribly intoxicating. She loved how her belly would pour itself outward with each new animal she ate, growing her fatter than the previous species. One badger alone swelled out her hips and waistline by a few feet, giving her mouthwatering curves her paws could hardly wrap around. The chunky portions of blubber forming throughout her body made her crave for bigger prey. Sloppily grinning, she was beyond delighted at the bounty of fat her feast had thus far given her.

As far as small and medium sized mammals go, Judy was enormous. She looked on with pleased eyes at her girth, judging that it even rivaled that of Clawhauser’s. Her once tiny limbs had plumped up with ample fat; her thighs and rear burgeoned to the size of beach balls under her elastic uniform pants. Her plump face squished against a second chin and the slope of her chest pushed against the constraints of her tightening police vest. What most impressed her however, was the size of her belly. Hanging down past her knees, her added height kept it dangling above the floor. She caressed at her chunky love handles, running her paws down her curves of supple fur, squeezing at her giant ball of lard that squirmed with the muffled voices of her feast. 

“Sweet cheese and, ooouurp, crackers, I’m so, hic, fat.” Pulling out her phone from under her vest, she snapped a quick selfie, biting her lip as she barely managed to fit herself into frame. “Mmmff, no wonder Clawhauser eats so much. This feels, hic, great. Ooogh, I don’t care, urp, how heavy I feel. I  need to get bigger!. Need to grow, hic*, fatter!”

Using all her strength, Judy lifted up her belly, sighing with bliss as she dropped it and felt it squelch against her thighs. She groaned upon lifting just one of her legs to take a step, feeling its blubber wobble once her heavy foot stomped onto the floor. Moving her bulkier body caused her to huff and puff far more than she was used to; still, there was pleasure even in her labors. Trundling around like a rhino leaving a buffet felt great as her body jiggled while doing so.

Moving to the middle cells, the detained animals all heard her sloshing approach. A buffet of at least six foxes resided in her next cell, with four wolves serving as neighbors in the cell over. Standing a head taller than the largest fox, it pleased her to know that just one of her legs possessed more girth than their whole body. Seeing them, she was briefly reminded of Nick. The thought of her good friend had her pause for a moment, then lick the drool from her lips. Curious by how much fatter eating six Nicks would make her, she gave her belly a playful shake in their presence.

One by one she gobbled them up, marveling at how easily they went down. Even with two foxes trying to pull another out of her mouth, neither could save their cellmate, and instead, joined them down her cramped gullet. Her face flushed at the feeling of her belly bloating larger, and her waist growing thicker. Pinning one of the foxes against the wall with her churning gut, she smirked at how small he looked compared to its overgorged size. Gathering the other two, Judy ate all three of them at once, placing her paws on her humongous belly and feeling it plop onto the floor. 

The wolves put up more of a fight avoiding Judy’s grabs as her hefty physique tumbled her left and right. Her tiny footpaws struggled to keep their balance, sending her bumping into the cots and walls, squelching and blorping all the while. Being such nimble creatures, they did their best to avoid her, even so much as tiring her out. But eventually, two of the wolves slipped up by bumping into one another. Judy capitalized on their mistake, eating them both at once. As her widening girth filled out more of the cell, catching the other two became less of an exercise.  

After catching her breath sitting on a cot, Judy groaned with exertion just to stand herself up. She was relieved to see five sheep in the next cell, giving her gut a hearty smack and shake at not having to exercise more. Unlike the wolves, the sheep were far less agile, and far more filling. All of them fully grown adult males, they were quite round in the midsection and only a couple heads shorter than her. Her pants and shirt began to rip with each meal, along with the straps that held her vest together. Her chunky limbs ballooned with blubber, squishing against new sets of rolls that formed the fatter she became. Each sheep provided a surge of weight that made her grunt with intense satisfaction. The pleasure of feeling herself grow into such a monolithic mass of blubber was nothing short of paradise. 

Judy took her time waddling over to her next set of cells. Swollen larger than any rabbit the world had ever seen, she blissfully smiled with a sloppy grin. As big and fat as a hippopotamus, she delightedly murmured after each step. Her hips, waistline, and fat face ferociously jiggled, while her overgorged gut jostled from her lively feast. Her chunky legs brushed against the bottom of her gut whenever she moved, and her arms could barely reach her love handles while propped up by a set of side rolls. She adored how her blob of a gut spilled onto the floor, and the softness of her ample layers of lard that coated her entire body. Such decadence could never be obtained on a diet of fruits and vegetables alone. Whatever had compelled her this day to feast on other animals, she was more than grateful of it. 

As miraculous as her uniform still fitting her titanic figure, Judy was likewise amazed at her lack of fullness. Amid all the churning and blorping of her squirming meals, her capacity had yet to reach its peak. She still had room to engorge herself, and a burning desire to become even fatter. The large animals in the last row of cells at least would test her limits. Waddling around the corner, she salivated at the sight of three tigers, all of them as burly as chief Bogo and just as big. 

The rabbit squeezed into the cell with arduous difficulty, wiggling her wide rear just to get through. The tigers might have stood a head taller, but Judy’s girth stretched wider than the three of them side by side. The first one she ate bulged out her throat more than swallowing two wolves at once. His impact to her belly nearly caused her to fall backward, teetering on tiny footpaws while the rest of her body blew up. Swallowing the other two tigers together, she slumped onto her blob of a gut, letting loose a monstrous belch while bobbing up and down on her mass of bubbling lard. 

“Hmmmff, so much, hilp, blubber, but still, hooouurrp, guh, not full yet. Ooogh, need to eat, hilp, more!”

Her gut agreed with an uproarious gurgle. Infatuated by its churning activity, she gave it a series of loving pats, elated by her gorge sloshing around; their struggles and bumping against the inner walls of her belly gave her the feel of them being tossed around like a pinball machine.

In the next cell, the bears stared dumbfounded at the wobbling beast approaching them, watching her struggle just to fit through the open cell bars. Even with these last cells being specifically made for larger animals, Judy had managed to glut herself to a truly monstrous size. Her belly trumped both bears in size, stretching several feet wider than them and reaching up to their chests. Their burly nature could hardly compete against one fat, even with multiple years worth of hibernation padding their figures.

Judy chuckled manically, finding it surreal at now being able to overpower a bear with her own superior weight. She collapsed herself on the both of them, pinning down the bear on her right and eating the one on her left. The pinned bear tried to break free, feeling Judy’s crushing belly grow larger with every  gulp. Soon their arms became submerged in its soft blubber, enveloping them up to their shoulders. They tilted their head upward as if keeping it above water, feeling her belly then smother against their face. Before their muzzle was submerged in rabbit fat, the belly moved away from them as she backed up, only for the rabbit to raise the bear onto her gut, and devour them as well.

Hiccuping and belching, the rabbit approached the end of her feast, the elephant’s cell. Having become a wall of sloshing blubber, the rabbit pressed herself against the cell bars, using her weight to knock them down completely. She had grown so fat, her waistline and hips reached both ends of the cell, rubbing along the walls as she inched her way toward her last meal. The elephant was female but no less smaller than her own Z.P.D. colleague, Francine. Judy licked the drool from her lips; eating her would bring such a ravenous lunchtime to a spectacular end. 

Judy’s blubbery mass crushed the two side cots hanging from each wall of the cell, breaking off their chains and slamming them to the ground. The elephant’s mighty arms were powerless against the rabbit’s belly, sinking into a wall of white lard and kneading it like dough. Judy slurped up the trunk like it was the world’s thickest noodle; the tusks were thankfully short and the large ears went down smoothly enough. She began to wince, however, once she got down to the shoulders. While attempting to swallow such a large creature, even the bears didn’t make her feel like she’d choke at any minute with how slow it was to wolf her down. 

After several gulps, Judy was taken aback at how widely her mouth was forced to stretch. The apex of her feast came once she swallowed down to the elephant’s belly. Her body monumentally swelled as her meal entered her stomach. Her uniform shirt, pants, and vest all tore themselves off, unable to contain such expansive lard. The rolls on her back grew and bunched up more; the fat of her arms raised her paws leveled with her broad shoulders; her blubbery thighs rubbed more against her under belly, and her rear grew wide enough to flatten the center of a squad car. One Elephant proved such an incredible meal, she could only physically feel the burgeoning results through her shut eyes, and she was only halfway done. 

Swallowing the second half of the elephant, the rabbit held her head upward, allowing gravity to aid her. Slowly, she backed herself out of the cell. The surrounding walls felt as if they were closing in the larger she grew. Her paws could press at her own doughy waistline as her love handles began to effectively sandwich her. Even her colossal rear would collide with the walls after each step, her thighs continuously jiggling as if made of jello. 

In the freedom of the spacious hall, Judy gulped down the remainder of the elephant. With a thunderous glorp, the sound of her stomach echoed throughout the empty jailing area. The gray and white that made up her fur exploded in size, surrounding her in a sea of wobbling blubber. Each step felt like she was weighed down by anvils. Fighting against her own cell filling belly and the numerous animals she ate, caused her to huff and puff with exhaustion. Bellowing sloshes sounded throughout the room, like wedding bells clanging in the confines of their towers; and Judy’s labored moans were the chorus, heralding her immense satisfaction of such an indescribable feast. 

“So, hic-hilp, full.” 

Judy rested her back against a wall, sitting in the middle of a “T” shaped hallway that led to her previous cells. Her voluptuous thighs lifted her footpaws off the floor, helping to comfortably spread them to make way for her belly. It was an ocean of undulating fat that spilled out in front of her, reaching up to her chest and roiling with her still active meals. She sloppily grinned under a trio of neck rolls, her paws rubbing at what she could still reach of her bountiful blubber. 

“What a wonderful, hic-hilp, lunch. The best I’ve ever, buurraaap, had. Who’d a thought a rabbit, hic-hilp, can get so, ooourp, fat! Hmmff, such reckless, unf, gluttony, hic-hilp, a real gorge. I got to be like, huff, a hundred times my, hic-hilp, normal size. Sweet cheese and, hic-hilp, crackers, wait till Nick sees what a, bworp, blob I am.” 

The rabbit basked in her newfound kingdom of lard. Every shake, smack, and slosh of her blubber sent her in a flurry of flustered pleasure. Animal brushed against animal as they churned in the confines of her belly. Scooping heaping armfuls of fat, she jiggled herself so much that she began swaying side to side. Playing with her body left her so enamored, she felt herself losing consciousness from the intense pleasure. As her eyes soon fluttered and closed, with her ears faintly hearing her own elated murmuring drifting off into the dark void. 

Suddenly, the blaring ring of a phone alerted her awake. It hung from the wall close to her head, which she barely managed to reach. 

“Holding cell, oouurp, officer, hic-hilp, Hopps speaking.” 

“Judy?” The familiar voice of Clawhauser came from the other end, which became hard to hear over the rabbit’s incessant sloshing. “What’s that noise? Everything alright?”

She gave her belly a series of hearty smacks, biting her lip at the muffled shouts of her churning prey. “Just had a, hic-hilp, heavy lunch, that’s all. What’s up?”

“Oh, well, it’s just that we’re getting a huge influx of new detainees, and we need someone down there to process them.”

“Ooouurraaap, ooogh, don’t sweat it, hic-hilp, I’ll process them.” 

“You sure? Aren’t you still on lunch break?”

“It’s fine, hic-hilp, I’ll just eat on the job, ummf, no problem.” 

“Well, alright then. Thanks, Judy.”

Hanging up the phone, Judy moaned as her stomach bubbled with great intensity. Grinning from ear to ear, she looked down at her hulking visage, envisioning herself growing even more bloblike with an influx of more prey. Despite feeling so stuffed that the weight of her belly felt like an anchor, she still felt an inkling of free space where she could fit several more animals. The temptation and toxic euphoria of it all left her head over heels at the idea of becoming fatter. Would her hunger ever cease; would she ever stop growing; would her fellow officers and all of Zootopia follow suit as she engorges herself on everything around her? Such tantalizing thoughts sent her into a stupor of wobbling her belly and groping at as much of her malleable fur as she could reach, until eventually, the pleasure became too much to handle, causing her to pass out in ecstasy. 

At the sound of a low growl, Judy clutched at her abdomen, blinking her tired eyes. Leaning back in her chair, she was surprised to find herself back at her desk among her paperwork, back to her normal-small size, and with a very much empty stomach. 

“Goodness,” she rubbed at her head, “what a dream.” 

Looking to the clock hanging above her, it read about five minutes into her lunch break. Hopping off her chair and stretching, she made her way down the hall, heading toward the cafeteria. As she thought about her doozy of a dream, her elephant colleague, Francine, walked out in front of her. For some odd reason, the rabbit was intrigued by the elephant’s girth. The roundness of her shape, how her curves were so pronounced against her tight uniform, and how she even wobbled slightly with each hefty step. Whether it be from her inspection or lack of food, Judy’s stomach grumbled at that moment, enough to gather Francine’s attention. The rabbit merely grinned back, feigning embarrassment until the elephant looked away. With her gut burbling, she placed a paw on it to calm it down. Within the walls of the Z.P.D, she assured that it would eat its fill.