Escape from Zootopia

Chapter 3

At the dead of night, Judy sat back in the worn seat of a cab. She was severely undersized, sitting at half of its height. Her clothes were undersized, too; her thighs strained her camo pant legs and tested their seams. Her fat hips inched her pants down, and her fur floofed over the waistband in round, pinching rolls. The rabbit's middle now bore a cushy layer of pudge that nudged up her tank top, showing her deepened navel. Her heftier breasts hung heavy from her chest. They pushed her shirt's neckline out, showing a few inches of silvery cleavage.

Elephant, an obese ostrich, occupied the driver's seat. The flightless bird had a butt that filled out her seat, with hips and thighs to match, smothering the tattered chair under her. Her waist billowed over her hips. Her spare tire peeked out from under the hem of her shirt, and black feathers lined the convex contour of her waist. In all, her belly plopped wide across her lap and far over her thighs. The ostrich's breasts, on the other hand, were small, pert orbs in her top. Her chunky wings gripped the steering wheel, which bumped her bulbous belly. Above, her neck curled away from the cab's roof to fit her head inside.

Judy kneaded her pillowy belly. Her paws sank into its newly-malleable flesh. "Alright then, take me to Fox. Where is he?"

Elephant honked her cab's horn and shouted out of the driver's side window. "Get outta here, snakes! I don't need any damn scalies wrapped around my axles!" Then, she hit the accelerator, throwing Judy back in her seat. "He's holed up in the old Junior Ranger Scouts den over on 34th and 42nd."

Judy bounced as the cab careened over unkempt pavement. Her thickened thighs squished low and bobbed high, while her ample breasts jostled in her top, tugging painfully on her chest with their recent gains. She held her forepaws over them to keep them steady, and she could feel their girthy softness.

Elephant jerked the steering wheel left. The cab's wheels squealed as they struggled to maintain grip.

The centripetal force flung Judy into the passenger side door of the cab. Her plump rump cushioned her collision, but her back slammed hard. "Oof! Take it easy!"

Elephant glanced at her. "Sorry! There's a seat belt if you need it."

Judy looked around and saw nothing. Then, she looked up and saw the metal buckle dangling just by the seat's headrest. She got to her feet and reached for it.

The cab swung a right, launching Judy leftward. She flew face-first into Elephant's tubby gut. The ostrich's pudge softened her impact, receiving Judy's head like a pillow after a long day. Judy's body laid over Elephant's wide upper leg. It felt like a warm mattress.

Elephant said, "Hey, I'm drivin' here! Stay on the passenger side, please!"

Judy pushed herself up off of Elephant's pliant leg fat. "I'm trying to." She fell back onto the passenger seat. She breathed heavily, pushing her chest out and riding her shirt up her soft midsection.

Elephant's talons hammered the brake, and the wheels screeched.

Its force rocketed Judy off of the chair, under the glove box, and onto the floor, where she landed right on her chest's pre-inflated airbags. She found herself face-down in a pile of dirt and empty peanut bags. Plastic wrappers jabbed her cushy tummy.

Elephant leaned over, scrunching her thick waist into rolls. Her long neck craned down towards Judy. "We're here! What're you doin' on the floor?"

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Judy leapt up onto the seat, reached for the door handle, and pulled. The spring-loaded door swung open, and she hopped out. As she landed, her lardy legs jiggled from the impact, her big butt bopped, and her bulbous boobs bobbed. She tugged her pants upward, fighting against the downward force that her adipose put on them.