This is a fan made story scene of FAF-Comic's unfinished comic titled 'Hetty', beginning after the conclusion of chapter 8.

It is assumed that both Hetty and Jimmy are both between 18 and 20 years old.

This scene takes place sometime late into Hetty's summertime visit with Jimmy.

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Jimmy comes home after another jading day of pool cleaning and landscaping.
As he enters the home, he smells something resembling burnt beef.
From the kitchen, he hears what sounds like oil burning in pan.
Jimmy immediately goes to investigate.
When arriving in the kitchen, Jimmy sees a rather unusual sight.

Jimmy observed that Hetty was wearing his mother's apron, as she was cooking several different pieces of meat on the kitchen stove.
All four stovetop burners were in use.
Hetty quickly removes a pan from one of the burners, as drops of boiling cooking oil popped out of the pan and onto the surrounding surfaces.
A strong smokey scent wafts from the pan, as several pieces of sausage were charred black on the outsides.
The smell was overwhelming up close, and could have easily activated the kitchen's smoke detectors.
Holding the hot pan away from the heat, Hetty properly acknowledged Jimmy enter the kitchen.
Jimmy blinked as he understood what was going on.

"It's about time you got back.
Would you please get over here and help me?", Hetty huffed in annoyance.

"Um, I should really wash myself first before I do anything involving preparing food", responded Jimmy.
Jimmy recalled the nasty algae covered residue he had to scrape from the bottom of one pool earlier that day, and grimaced from just the memory.

"Well hurry up then", demanded Hetty.
"I've been busy for the last two hours."

"Yeah about that", said Jimmy.
"Why did you decide to make dinner? Is tonight a special occasion?"

"Hey, I just felt like making a proper dinner myself for a change.
Do you have a problem with that?
Because if you do, I won't do this for you again anytime soon."

"No, no, I don't have a problem with this, Hetty.
I was just taken by surprise, that's all.
It's actually really nice to have someone else make cook for a change."

"Well, don't get used to it.
It bad enough that I have prepare my own breakfast and lunches.
You know, since you don't usually feel like preparing nearly enough for me before leaving for work."

"Hetty, I can't cook for you while I'm supposed to be going to work.
I might get fired if I start showing up any later.
And I already leave you more than double the amount of food a normal person eats every day."

"Oh, you always have an excuse, don't you", scowled Hetty.
"Go hurry up and shower or whatever.
My feet are getting tired."

Jimmy took a quick shower, and dressed into a loose T-shirt and a comfortable pair of shorts.
Hetty was already almost finished cooking everything by the time Jimmy arrived back in the kitchen.
Most of the ingredients that were meant to last until after the following two days were used on this one meal. 
Jimmy reluctantly conceded that he would be grocery shopping sometime after work tomorrow.

On the table was a large, roasted chicken, a glazed ham, two large cuts of beef, several links of burnt sausage, a large bowl of egg salad, a massive bowl of mixed vegetables with an entire bottle of salad dressing, a tray packed with mashed potatoes, a large bowl of grapes, and two two-liter bottles of soda.
Several large chunks appeared to have already been torn out of the chicken and unsliced ham.
Jimmy noticed that the recently ham and beef cuts were still noticeably undercooked, but Hetty did not seem to care at all.
Jimmy set the table with his mother's large plates, glasses, napkins, and silverware.
For the first time since Jimmy got home, Hetty looked very happy.
Hetty impatiently stared at the assortment in front of her as she made the final preparations.
Once completed, she grabbed the nearest two chairs and placed then down besides her end of the table.
Yes, Hetty needed two chairs now, as the one that she accidently demolished a few days ago was evidence that only one was no longer enough.
It least it would be a very long while before Hetty would possibly need to use three of the kitchen chairs.

Jimmy took another chair for himself.
Before Jimmy could even sit down, Hetty began her feast.
Jimmy watched as Hetty grabbed a thick slice of ham from the middle of the table, and held it to her face as she rapidly took large bites out of it.
The second she finished, she took several of the sausages.
Having been cooking food for so long and barely having any of it during that time, Hetty was especially impatient.
Jimmy took the last of the burnt sausage that Hetty had left for him, and served himself comparatively puny portions of the salad and mashed potatoes.
He watched Hetty contently as they both ate.
Hetty devoured everything edible on her plate except for some of the bones.
For the larger bones, Hetty chewed and gnawed at them until she cacked them open and licked up all the bone marrow.

Other than the sheer scale of the amount of meat that was prepared, not much else was different during dinner that night.
Jimmy was free to eat as much as he wanted to, as there was easily more than enough food for the both of them.
It was certainly a nice change compared to some previous nights when food was, by Hetty's standards, scarce.
During those days, Hetty would hoard the last of the food in the house all to herself, and was fine with letting Jimmy go hungry.

As the night went on, Hetty's eating pace started to slow down.
Jimmy, being a lightweight, was full after eating just two meager plates of food.
Hetty slowly ate the last piece of undercooked ham and then drank the last of the soda in her glass.
She suddenly let out an impressively loud belch, which gently shook Jimmy's glass from across the table.
Hetty let out a satisfied sigh as she slouched in her chair, and playfully patted her taught lower belly.
As usual, the table and floor nearest to where Hetty was seated were the messiest places in the whole house.
"Are you finished?", asked Jimmy amusingly.

"Ha, barely finished", said Hetty smugly.
"We haven't had dessert yet."

"You have got to be kidding Hetty. How are you not full yet?", asked Jimmy.

"I had a light breakfast today and basically skipped lunch.
And as I'm sure you're aware, a dedicated eater like me is supposed to make up for such lows", explained Hetty.
"And come on, there was no way I would make a dinner like this, and not plan any dessert.

"Hetty, I'm now certain that you have an eating disorder", commented Jimmy.

Hetty pushed her two chairs back.
Slowly and steadily, Hetty got up onto her feet and carefully waddled towards the kitchen refrigerator.
Opening the refrigerator, Hetty took out the large cake that she had somehow managed to save from her recent shopping trip with Jimmy.
It was by far the best cake she could get, considering she did not have much experience with making baked goods, nor had all the ingredients she needed.
Inside the large, clear plastic case was a double layer chocolate cake with extra thick chocolate frosting, topped with plenty of dark chocolate shavings.
Hetty wasted no time pushing aside the other dishes on the table, putting down the cake, and ripping off the outer casing.
"Did you want any?", asked Hetty, excitedly.

"No, I'm still full."

"Well good, because this is all mine", claimed Hetty.
Jimmy watched as Hetty took off the apron she was wearing since she got home, and tossed it aside on one of the empty chairs.
Hetty was only wearing her a very tight fitting pair of bra and panties behind the apron.
Jimmy just noticed this.
It was not like this circumstance was particularly unusual to him anymore.
As Hetty quickly outgrew most of the clothes she owned and became increasingly lazy, she preferred to only wear what was necessary.
Jimmy saw Hetty either in just her underwear or completely naked, more often than she was decently clothed. 

Hetty had already continued eating, grasping large chunks of the cake with her paws before shoving them in her mouth.
Bits of rich frosting got onto the already dirtied fur around her muzzle.
Jimmy remained silent as he watched Hetty tear through the top layer of the cake.
Hetty paused to take a few moments to breath, and then glanced towards Jimmy.
"Don't tell me that you're just going to watch me", teased Hetty.

"Oh, uh, is there something else I could do for you?", asked Jimmy questioningly.

"Damn right there is. Get over here, fox boy", commanded Hetty.
Jimmy, feelin a mixture of reluctance and eagerness, got up from his seat, and walked over to Hetty.
Hetty pulled down her tight, slightly ripped pair of panties, and let it fall to the floor began kicking it away.
She then reached behind her back, unhooked her bra, and tossed it aside.
Hetty turned back towards the table and leaned down against it.
She then moved her legs further apart and playfully flagged her tail upwards.
"Please me while I eat this.
It'll likely be the only kind of dessert you'll be having tonight."

"Wait, do that, in here?", questioned Jimmy, slightly concerningly.
He noticed that the grey fur on the insides of Hetty's thighs was damp.

"Yes, now get down on your knees and do as I say", commanded Hetty, with a confident smirk on her face.
After a contemplative pause, Jimmy knelt down behind the massive, young wolf lady.
Before he could think to do anything else, Hetty put her paw behind Jimmy's head, and shoved his face into her crotch.
With any further instruction, Jimmy opened his maw and began dragging his tongue along Hetty's other lower pair of lips.
Hetty let out a few pleasurable grunts as Jimmy thoroughly licked her loins.
Jimmy grasped Hetty's chubby hips in his paws as he continued with vigor.
Content with Jimmy's actions, Hetty released her paw from Jimmy's head and then lowered her own head towards the table.
Between breathes, Hetty took bites of the cake directly.
Hetty felt shivers throughout her entire body as she was being indulged from both ends.
She shuddered as she already felt herself reaching an orgasm.
Then Jimmy abruptly stopped and released Hetty.

"Who gave you permission to stop", huffed Hetty, in annoyance.

"I wanted to try something else", answered Jimmy, with a rare confidence in his voice.

After taking a deep breath, Hetty pushed herself off the table and turned around to face Jimmy.
Jimmy was now standing up, and had already removed both his shorts and his briefs.
Hetty's annoyed expression quickly turned into a sly smile as she lowered her gaze.
"I think you're losing your nerve.
Do you really think you can properly satisfy me?", asked Hetty.

"I think I've done a great job plenty of times before, going by your past reactions", boasted Jimmy.

Hetty stepped closer to Jimmy, both of them standing straight.
Jimmy, being notably shorter, was only eye level with Hetty's neck.
Hetty extended her cake stained paw and brushed it along Jimmy's fully erect dick.
Her smile morphed into a devious grin.
"As far as you're aware Jimmy, I've seen and felt at least two different cocks before that were much bigger than this.
Honestly, I'm tempted to invite one of them over to remind you how a real man is supposed to fuck", taunted Hetty.

"Hetty, we've been over this already and made an agreement", scolded Jimmy, as he stepped back and crossed his arms.

Hetty put her paw over her muzzle as she covered a laugh.
"You're way too easy to tease", commented Hetty.
She then turned back towards the table and leaned against it again.
"If you want to keep me to yourself, then you have to keep me and my fat ass satisfied", said Hetty, looking over her shoulder.
Hetty gently swayed her hips back and forth after she lowered her back.
She then reached her paw behind her and slapped her ass as hard as she could.
"Now please you girlfriend."

Hetty noticed that Jimmy no longer looked frustrated, confident, or even sad.
Jimmy was silently staring as her blankly with extreme intensity.
Jimmy's heart was pounding, he was breathing heavily, and the skin beneath the orange fur on his face blushed bright red.
Hetty noticed Jimmy's dick twitch as it had hardened even further.
It looked to Hetty as if Jimmy had suddenly just taken multiple dosages of double-strength, sex stimulants.

Without another word, Jimmy stepped closer to Hetty, gripped her fat thighs, parted them, and thrust his cock into Hetty's cunt.
Jimmy repeatedly pulled back his entire length and then plunged himself inside Hetty, making the base of his cock slam against Hetty's lips.
Enjoying this, Hetty lowered her head and continued taking bites of the remaining cake.
Jimmy continued, steadily increasing the rate and vigor of his motions.
He dug his paws deeper between Hetty's fat rolls as he grasped her lower body.
Loud, pleasured moans escaped Hetty as she was unable to sustain her casual demeanor.

Jimmy's skinny hips slammed against back of Hetty's tree-trunk-thick thighs, causing her monstrous ass cheeks to ripple with every impact.
Hetty's sizable breasts freely bounced as they hung beneath her.
The lower part of Hetty's massive, stuffed belly slapped against the front of her thighs.
Every roll of fat on Hetty's back, sides, and belly freely swayed.
Nearly every part of Hetty's body was oscillating to Jimmy's pace.
Areas of Hetty's grey fur glistened with sweat, despite being the one who was barely exerting any force.

Soon enough, Hetty had given up on trying to eat the rest of her dessert and chose to instead focus on keeping herself balanced.
The silverware and cutlery still on the table rattled against the plates on dishes they were on.
The empty drinking glasses wobbled, threatening to fall over at any moment.
Hetty's claws scraped against the edge of the wooden table and her upper fangs pressed against the skin beneath her lower lip.
Hetty had already climaxed once, and was feeling her bodily sensations well up as she approached another.
With another undignified howl, Hetty's clenched her insides against Jimmy's shaft after the last time he plunged himself into her.
Hetty's fluids built up around Jimmy's member, and squirted past her stuffed opening.
As this happened, Jimmy felt even more blood rush towards his lower body, before he submitted to his impending ejaculation.
Jimmy's own fluids mixed with Hetty's, inside her.
Some of the mixture leaked out of Hetty's already full crevice and down the insides of her legs.

Hetty and Jimmy both slowed down as they began breathing even more deeply than before.
However, this lull did not last long.
Just seconds later, Hetty could feel that Jimmy was still plenty hard, and ready for more.
Without any warning, Jimmy quickly continued thrusting at a similar pace as before.
The minutes went by as Jimmy continued to pleasure himself inside Hetty.
Jimmy slowed down significantly after he erupted inside Hetty a second time, but did not stop.
As Jimmy eventually came for a third time, he abruptly stopped.
Jimmy completed exited Hetty, letting more of their fluids spill onto the floor besides their feet.
By that time, most of Hetty's upper body was resting on top of the table.
Several of the dishes already on the table had been pushed aside to make room.
She was breathing gently and mostly conscious.

"You were sure pent up" commented Hetty, breaking the hanging silence between blissful gasps.

"Yeah, it's been quite a while since we last did this.
I haven't relieved myself for the past few days either", said Jimmy.

Gathering what little expendable energy she had, Hetty pushed her entire body onto her numb, shaking legs.
Having built back some of her previous appetite, Hetty reached for the plate containing the still uneaten beef.
With renewed vigor, she quickly chewed and devoured the leftover meat.
Then she turned her attention back towards the remains of the chocolate cake.
Jimmy watched Hetty in awe, as she choose to continue to pack in even more food inside of her.
After gobbling down several more chunks of the frosted baked good, Hetty wiped the fur on her face, neck, upper chest, and paws with another clean napkin.
Hetty stepped away from the table again and gently slapped the top of her bulging belly.

"That certainly did it", said Hetty, now properly satisfied.
Hetty's muzzle opened wide as she let out a deep yawn.
"I could use some rest right now", said Hetty, as she stumbled over towards Jimmy.
Hetty ungraciously leaned most of her weight against Jimmy, who immediately struggled to keep both of them from falling.
"Take me to the sofa or your mother's bed, I don't care which.
We both know there's no way that either of us are getting me up those stairs tonight."

Jimmy let out an exhausted huff.
"No kidding", grunted Jimmy, as she guided Hetty towards the living room.
With some serious effort, Jimmy helped Hetty onto the sofa.
Hetty let out a sigh of relief as she took her own weight off of her legs.

"I'd love for you to top that for our next date night, Jimmy", said Hetty, warmly.

"I'll try to, but no promises there", responded Jimmy.

"Well in the meantime you should-", said Hetty, before she cut herself with another abrupt yawn.
"You should clean up that mess in kitchen.
Also, those dishes should be cleaned, and all the leftovers should be stored away."
Hetty let out another yawn.
"And go grocery shopping soon. I doubt there is enough food to last us to end of tomorrow.
You'll do that, would you?", asked Hetty.

Jimmy tiredly look over at all the chores that needed to be done soon, and then thought about having to go to work tomorrow.
"Yes I will. But could you please help out after you're done resting."

"Come on Jimmy, I did plenty of work today already.
Don't make me do anything else for a while", demanded Hetty, as she got into a comfortable resting position on the sofa.
She let out another yawn and her eyelids began to droop.

Jimmy looked down at his massive girlfriend for a brief moment as she filled out the entire seat of the sofa by herself.
"Hetty, you can act like a total bitch sometimes."

"I know that", murmured Hetty before abruptly falling asleep with a wide smile on her face.
Seconds later, Hetty was gently snoring.

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Author's Note:

The only part of all this that is more out of character than Jimmy not being a total pushover to Hetty, is FAF-Comics finishing the comic and making it all publicly available for free.
This change to make Jimmy less of a cuck was made to make his character more bearable to read.