Fat Animated Women X Male Reader

To the Stars (Sawyer Cat. Cat's don't dance)

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Sawyer x Reader 

Art by Royaljellysandwich

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"And lastly sign here," I said pointing to a dotted line. Sawyer did so, finally finishing the contract. I picked up the pile of papers and gave it a quick scan.

"Congratulations, welcome to the L/Y's Family Agency," I proudly said with a big smile. Sawyer on the other hand wasn't too thrilled as she gave me a weak smile. I lowered my smile a little and looked at her concernedly.

"What's wrong my dear?"

She bucked her generous hips and looked away sadly. "You're the first agency to accept me in a long time."

I frowned, looking down at the contract. I took a deep breath and looked up at the sad cat.

"To be fair, you're my first customer. No one what's to join a first timer agency."

"And no one wants to hire a one note animal hazbin," Sawyer sighed disappointed.

"No, you were amazing, and your voice, it's like an angel! So on my name I'll do my best to bring you back to the stars where you belong!" Sawyer smiled a smile that could melt the ice caps. In that moment I vowed I'll make her a star once more no matter what it takes.

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"Hey Sawyer, I got you your first gig!" I said proudly into the candlestick phone.

"That is great!" Sawyer cheered.

"Now it's not a big role or a big time film but you gotta start somewhere."

"Oh I understand." Then there was a long pause, confusing Sawyer. "Is there something wrong?"

"Well, in this script you're going to play a nanny," I started, holding a piece of paper. 

"Is that all, I said no matter how small it will be alright," she smiled. 

"Small is not the problem, it big I'm concerned about," I sounded down.

"I don't understand," Sawyer said worriedly.

"For this role the nanny needs to be big."

"Big? As in…"

"As in wide, like 20 pounds wider." One again silence.

"How much?" Sawyer asked.

"What?"

"How much are they going to give," she pushed.

"Ten grand."

"I'm in," she announced.

"You're sure? This is your body we are speaking of," I said, sounding concerned.

"If this is my rise to fame then no job is too humble or too small. Besides I trust your judgment," she asserted herself.

I gave a small smile to her determination.

"Then let me treat you to breakfast."

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"Sawyer dear, you were fantastic! You nailed that role," I beamed with joy. I could hear through the phone Sawyer munching on something before she answered.

"I know! I even got my first fan mail," she cheered.

"That's great and I also have some good news. I got another gig for you, this time a singing role."

"That's wonderful!"

"But there is a catch," I trailed off.

"Let the cat out of the bag, you know I can take it," she commanded.

"Okay, they want a singing teacher, a large singing teacher." Silence.

"How large," she asked, sounding surprisingly calm.

"Thirty pounds, on top of what you have now," I said nervously.

"How much," she ask without missing a beat.

"Thirty grand."

"Done, and you are paying for lunch."

"Yes ma'am," I smiled.

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Sawyer ripped into the roasted chicken before taking a large bite of mashed potatoes. This was our victory feast for her successful role as major supporting cast member. The movie was a financial and critical success!

I watched her lovingly as she gulped down her wine before going back to her chicken. It was now a common sight for her to eat large meals. Each and every role demanded her to add more cushion for the pushing to her frame and she had gladly accepted every ounce. In fact she now was adding weight in between casting.

"So Sawyer, what are your plans to do this recent success," I smiled as I swished my wine cup.

"A nice vacation. Would love to visit the west coast," she declared after gulping down a large chunk of chicken.

"I heard that the weather is nice at this tine of year."

"Oh yes! And the big city, a place for big personalities and big people," she winked as she put her plump face on the back of her wrist. 

"I bet," I said nervously looking in her deep beautiful eyes.

"But first, I'm feeling a bit peckish for some dessert."

I smiled as I shifted my hand into my pocket, making sure the special box was still there.

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The red leather couch squeaked as the heavyset cat sat down, her large caboose taking up half of the loveseat. Her rounder face gave me a large smile as I read over the script.

"This is quite unorthodox my love," I said as I put down a piece of paper.

"I know, but I'm tired of getting bit roles. I want to be the main character!" 

"But this, the Phantom of the Opera? I know this fits you to a T, but no one wants a, well, fat maiden as a lead role." I looked over Sawyer, seeing her ballooned body. She must have weighed over 300 pounds, a stark contrast to her lilith figure she once had on the day of her signing all those years ago. 

"I know it would be easy but this role would solitary my Hollywood star, I know it!" She raised her paw and placed it on my hand, our golden rings glittering under the Tiffany lamp. I sighed, looking into the chocolate eyes I fell in love with. "Please, for me," she pleaded, hitting me with those baby doll eyes. I sighed knowing full well what I was going to say.

"Okay my angel, but it won't be easy. You might have taken some extra roles to bolster your credentials."

"Anything to reach the stars," she smiled.

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The crowd cheered as the black limousine rocked back and forth as a large mass of red and white stepped out of the car followed by a young man in a black suit. Locking arms around her chunky arm, you and your wife walked down the red carpet. The over quarter ton Sawyer waved at her fans, her double chin face dimpling as she smiled.

In front of the two a glowing sign broadcast tonight's show, Phantom of the Opera, starring Sawyer L/N. After taking many more roles, Sawyer finally reached the stars, all thanks to her agent and husband Y/N.