Doug -Fat Fisherman-

Name: Doug

Species: Irish Wolfhound

Occupation: Mechanic

Age: 43

Personality: Doug is a laidback and easy-going character who just wants to drink beer, eat food, and fish. He’s a mechanic by trade and owns a garage outside of town. He’s a hard worker and honestly, but he’d really rather be fishing than working.

When he’s not working Doug is lazy, loving to sleep in and hang around his small house eating everything in sight. He doesn’t believe in diets and thinks that being fat is just something you’re born with. He doesn’t exercise, but he is quite strong due to his job where he often has to pick up heavy things. He often gets tired easy and pants after long walks.

The quickest way to Doug’s heart is through his stomach. The wolfhound loves food and loves it even more when people cook for him. Doug has a massive appetite and never stays full for long. Doug eats 4-5 meals a day on average and most of the meals he eats are fairly large and high in calories. Doug also snacks a lot and is always chowing down on something. Doug’s favorite thing to eat it a Mississippi Mud Pie with extra Cool Whip.

Doug is by know means a particularly smart person. He did ok in school, just getting by with Cs. After graduating he tired to go to The University of Tennessee on a football scholarship but was rejected because he was too fat. So instead Doug became a mechanic at a small shop in his hometown, working his way up until he was able to purchase a garage in the next country over and begin working there as the owner.

Doug is good at his job and is visited by most people in the town, though this is due to the fact that he’s the only mechanic in the area. He works on everything from cars, to tractor, to even little push mowers. If it’s got a motor he knows how to fix it.

Doug is a big fan of football and often host watch parties in his trailer. He is a huge Tennessee fan and loves it whenever they kick Alabama’s ass. When he was in high school Doug was on the o-line but never made it in college football because he ended up gaining a bunch of weight the year he graduated.

Doug likes to drink beer and can easily down a six-pack or two with no problem. His favorite beer to drink is Coors Banquet and he hates lite beers because they taste like horse piss.

Doug listens to old country music almost exclusively, his favorite artist is Marty Robins.

Doug loves fishing and will talk your ear off about he. He will talk about the fish, the rods and reels, the ecology, the fancy gadgets. All of it, at length. Doug’s favorite fish is rainbow trout.

Appearance: Doug is a large, morbidly obese Irish Wolfhound. His has scruffy grey fur and yellow eyes. He has a large belly, heavy moobs, a thick double chin, love handles, and fat rolls. His chest and belly is covered in stretch marks, which he sees as a sign of prosperity.

His fur is always scruffy and disheveled, and while this is a hallmark of his species it’s definitely not helped by Doug’s astounding lack of personal hygiene.

Clothing: When at work Doug normally wears coveralls and a tank top. Most of the time he gets covered in grease, oil, and grime and work and doesn’t want to wear anything that he doesn’t want to get messed up or dirty.

When at home he often just goes around in boxers, not really ever worried around wearing anything other clothing since no one is ever going to see him anyway.

While out fishing Doug normally just wears a ratty tank top, a pair of jeans that may or may not fit, and some muck boots so he can get in the water.

If he ever goes fly fishing, which isn’t often, he’ll wear waders.

Fetishes: Doug is a fan of musk, belching, sweat, feeding, belly play, moob play, weight gain, smothering, teasing, bullying, denial, and eating.

Sexual: Doug has a moderately sized cock, about 3 inches soft and 6 inches hard. However, most of his cock is buried underneath his belly and his fupa. He hasn’t actually seen his cock without a mirror for years and thinks this that fact is extremely attractive. Doug has very large balls and he is very into making them bigger by any means necessary.

Doug jerks off by slowly rubbing his gut against his fupa, it is the only way he can get off without help.

Town: The Town of Bedford is a tiny little place with less than 100 residents. The town was first founded in 1867 and did well for some time as a railroad town. However, as the railroad line shifted so did the town’s opportunities. Since the 60s Bedford has been slowly losing more and more residents to the point where it’s at today.

There isn’t much in the town, just a gas station, a diner, a small grocery store, Doug’s shop, and a church . Most everyone in the town know each other and news always travels fast.

Because of the lack of healthy food options in Bedford most residents in the town of Bedford are morbidly obese. Because obesity has been so prevalent in Bedford for generations, most people aren’t even aware that being obese isn’t considered the norm. In fact in Bedford being obese is seen as a sign of wealth and attractiveness.

Residents of Bedford are often extremely gluttonous and the average adult in Bedford can eat enough food to feed five regular people. Things like burping, sweating, panting, and musk are considered totally normal and not seen as rude in the slightest. In fact burping is seen as a compliment in Bedford.

Residents are often lazy, with there never being a set time for stores to open. Most of the time stores just open when the owner feels like opening the store.