Fat Animated Women X Male Reader

The Candy Store pt. 2. (Daisy Duck)

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Daisy Duck x Reader 

Art by Sambaba

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Noon was approaching when I finally finished restocking my wares. Those coins are probably worth more than the gold they are printed on so my wares are well insured. And just as the clock hit twelve and I put the last of the pixie sticks into a jar the bell over the door rang, just on time.

Waddling gracefully through my door was a well groomed and well worn heavy white duck. She wore a large black bow, a large black button pink overcoat, and black heels. And for just a moment, Her large frame got stuck in between my door frame before she wiggled herself free. It was an intriguing sight to behold and it filled me with pride to contribute to such an event. She walked up to my countertop with a big smile on her face.

"Hello Y/N, the usual," she said, batting her lashes at me.

"No problem, Miss Duck." I then bent down to get a large paper bag. There was a quick thought of how so many ducks in Duckburg had the last name as duck but it quickly fled my mind as quickly as it came.

"Call me Daisy," she insisted. 

Just as I plopped down the bag of sweet confectionery treats on my counter a harsh high pitched nasal song coming from Daisy. Dasiy reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a pink cell phone. The terrible sounding song was finally silence as she put the phone to her head.

"Daisy Duck, who am I speaking with," she said in the most professional way.

I remained silent as she listened to who ever was on the other side of the call.

As the call went on the expression of Daisy's face slowly went from neutral to increasing degrees of joy. 

"Oh thank you very much," she said after several minutes of listening. She then ended the call and just stood silently with a big grin on her face.

I was getting worried but before I could ask what was wrong she jumped for joy.

"Yahoo, I got the deal!" She exclaimed loudly. Despite her large size she skipped around the store like a kid in a candy store, excuse my obvious comparison. She then hopped to the countertop, pulling me over it by the collar and landed a great big kiss on my lips. I melted like chocolate as she gave me the most passionate kiss of my life.

It was a whole minute before we both came up for air. I felt like my body was made of jelly while she was still jumping in joy.

"I should celebrate! Something grand for my first runway deal!" 

Her attention then returned to me. I was in a stupor state with a stupid grin plastered on my face from her sudden show of affection. 

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm just so excited! Hey, how about you come over to my house this week end to celebrate," she asked as she was coming down from her joyous high. 

"Yea," I said dumbly, slowly shaking my head in agreement. 

"Wonderful, be there at 8 sharp. Here's my number," she took out a business card out of the coat pocket and placed it on the counter. She then gave me a wink, taking her bag of sweets and waddled out of the shop (but not before she got stuck on the door frame for a second time).

All of that was a blur as I just stared out of my frount door with that stupid grin on my face. My schedule was because quite full hasn't.