Fat Animated Women X Male Reader

Growing Attraction (Babs Bunny)

Babs Bunny x Reader

Art by Jeah

The club was pumping and I wasn't having fun. I had a nasty break up with my ex a couple of months ago and I was still in a nasty funk. After seeing me moping all day long, my friends decided for me that I should see other girls. Now I was in a club that I didn't like looking for a girl I didn't want.

I sighed before I lifted my bottle of beer, my third tonight, and took a long swig.

"Hey there, what's with the long face," said a young short pink bunny in a flowing semi transparent orange dress as she hopped onto the stool next to me, her large feet dangling just a foot off the floor.

I didn't answer, I wasn't in the mood.

"Oh a grumpy one. Well I know how to cure that rain cloud over your head," the rabbit toon declared before standing on top of the stool. Before I could protest she was spinned like a top into a blur. Before my eyes the pink rabbit was now in the outfit of the spy from TF2.

"Seduce me!" She said in a bad French accent.

"Um, I... hey there good looking... I got a bucket of chicken here?" I say confusedly.

She then goes and fake slapped me. "I'm not one of your fried chicken tramps! I'm a woman! I like my men dangerous... mysterious..."

This got a chuckle out of me, my first in months. She spinned again and returned to her original outfit. "See I knew that there was a laugh somewhere in you," she said, "Ha'ing" hard.

"You got me," I said with a weak smile as I took another swing of my beer.

"So, again, why the long face?" The pink rabbit said as she stretched her face into a horse.

"Girlfriend dumped me, friends brought me here," I said bluntly, not wanting to elaborate any further.

Her energetic demeanor seemed to deflate but maintained her buck-tooth smile. "Aw I'm sorry. I can see it was hard on you." Again I didn't respond as I took a long chug of my beer.

"Well as a toon I can't stand a frown so why don't we have some fun. Let me introduce myself, I am Babs Bunny, no relation to Bugs Bunny."

"Y/N," I said with no energy.

"Nice to meet, now how about we go and have some fun," she said, fluttering her long eyelashes and wiggling her little pink tail.

"Um, aren't you a little young for all of this?" I questioned as I looked around the club.

"Hey I have you know I'm 47 years old, we toons have great moisturizer," Babs scuffed but kept her smug smile. "In fact I'm old enough to be considered a cougar." She then swiped with her paw and let out a mighty roar.

I looked her up and down, taking in her short lilith body. "Well no offense but you're a bit... small to be a cougar," I said as I took another swing of my beer.

"Oh yea?," she said, raising her eyebrow but maintaining her smile. With a deep inhale she shoved her thumb into her mouth and began to blow into it. My eyes went wide as her modest breasts exploded outward, stretching her dress. Soon after her butt expanded to equal enlarge proportions, lifting her skirt higher revealing her newly curvy legs. She continued to blow into her thumb as she began to grow taller. Soon she was near my height with proportions that only a toon can handle.

"How about that big boy, cougar enough?" Babs winked, shaking her basketball size breasts. I remained speechless as I just ogled at the deep pink furry cleavage this pink bunny was now sporting.

"I... uh...," I stuttered as my brain was on the fritz.

"Oh now I got your attention. You boys are all the same." She giggled, now having a deeper sensual voice. "But if you want I can be... more," She said now oozing seduction.

I gulped as the feelings that held me down were now floating away as I just slowly nodded at the balloons that jutted out before me. She gave an evil smile and with her other thumb began to blow.

Again she began to grow, this time more evenly. Inch by inch Babs grew taller, growing to a towering ten feet tall, (the same height difference between Jessica and Roger Rabbit). Her long ears dropped down until both ears covered her eye, and depending on which angle you were looking at her, switched sides. Her balloon breasts turned into zeppelin while her caboose turned into a literal true size caboose. Her legs thickened like pink dough rising in an oven. With her final huff she stood before me, the once short lilith rabbit was now the biggest, thickest, bustiest cartoon I ever seen, and I've seen my fair share. With a final flick of her wrist she materialized a cigarette holder.

"Now dear," Babs said, her voice completely changed to that of a husky, deep, sensual 1940s woman who smoked a pack a day. "I do believe you promise me a fun night out. I know a stand-up comedy bar at the edge of Toon Town where the laughs never end," she smiled a seductive smirk.

I was too stupefied to respond as she picked me up, my head bumping up into her breasts with a cartoon bump sound effect. "C'mon Y/N. Let's go and I'll bake ya a carrot cake."