Alicia's Backstory

Alicia’s life had never been easy. As a wolf pup, she was bright and adventurous—always roaming around in the Canadian wilderness looking for things to do. It helped that her father, Hunter, had a well-established relationship with the local indigenous tribes in the area.

As a forester, he knew the surrounding land well. That was why he didn’t mind allowing his daughter to wander as a child. Despite his highly protective nature of the young wolf pup, Hunter knew she needed to explore the world on her own. That had been one of his wife’s wishes before she’d passed.

Hunter’s protective nature stemmed from the reason why Alicia had grown up without a mother. When the young she-wolf had been little more than a year old, a wildfire swarmed their cabin in an unexpectedly short amount of time. Using his axe, Hunter had managed cut down their front door, but as his wife passed him their daughter, a section of the roof collapsed. His wife sacrificed herself to ensure their daughter made it out.

Knowing she wouldn’t remember it, Hunter decided not to burden Alicia with the details of her mother’s death until she reached an age where she could handle it. So the young wolf grew up quite happy and carefree.

From the beginning, Alicia seemed to have two distinct passions: exploring and food. Both could very easily be traced back to her father who, despite being an accomplished forester, possessed the build of a gruff teddy bear. His grey-streaked mane framed a powerful muzzle padded by an ever-so-slight amount of pudge. Similarly, his torso resembled that of a bear—solid and rather rotund.

Some of Alicia’s fondest memories were of curling up in her father’s lap as a pup, feeling safe and warm as he wrapped his arms around her. Often they’d also be sharing some form of dessert. Hunter found he couldn’t help spoiling his daughter a bit.

Despite his gruff nature and imposing outwardly appearance, the forester had a warm heart. And that sentiment reflected itself in Alicia, both in her personality and her physique.

Growing up, the she-wolf was a chubby, boisterous little thing. Her father claimed she could run across a bear in the woods and swat its snout for getting in her way.

Alicia’s figure seemed to fit her personality as well. Her soft, curvy build complemented her thick silver-black coat beautifully, giving her a nice resemblance to her father. When others remarked on the similarities to father and daughter, Hunter would always think, ‘you should’ve seen her mother.’

Sticking to the promise he made himself, though, the forester waited until his daughter reached a more appropriate age to impart the full story of what happened to her mother. Those years weren’t easy for Alicia.

As she grew older, her weight became on object of ridicule where it had once been endearing. Her adventurous nature also marked Alicia as an outsider who enjoyed spending her time of the fringes of the wilderness rather than with friends. Though that didn’t stop her from making one or two along the way.

Amy, a soft-spoken red fox, connected well with the wolf. Her quiet personality meshed well with Alicia’s colorful one, each supporting the other in a closely bonded friendship. But even with Amy’s support, Alicia found it hard to ignore the comments made about her weight. When she hit her teenage years, the bullying seemed to kick into high gear.

Alicia had never been taught to be ashamed of her weight or stand down when others mocked her for it. Her father dealt with others in a straightforward, no-nonsense manner and she did the same. When someone made a comment about her curvy build, she’d face them head on. Unfortunately this only bolstered her reputation as the “big girl.”

In the end, Alicia let the words of others win. She could cope with life in the forest, among her father and the friends he’d made with the indigenous tribes, but she’d never expected she’d be ashamed and she wasn’t sure how to handle it.

So she started to slim down. She ate less and explored more, losing herself on long treks through the Canadian forests surrounding her town. Gradually, she receded into herself, becoming quiet and withdrawn. Her father seemed to take her transformation in stride, but beneath his rugged exterior he harbored a deep well of concern.

He knew his daughter possessed his hearty appetite, but he also had some clue in how difficult it could be for a young girl to navigate high school. Especially for someone with Alicia’s upbringing. As his daughter grew leaner, he did his best to give her space while also providing gentle reminders that he’d always love her. And so would her mother.

After sixteen years of keeping the details of his wife’s passing to himself, Hunter finally decided to tell his daughter what had happened. He took her out into the woods on a dark, clear night where they sat together in the warmth of a fire beneath the stars.

There he told her everything. How the fire engulfed their cabin. How he’d done his best to rescue them both. How her mother thrust her into her father’s arms moments before the roof collapsed.

Alicia had listened in silence, taking in what her father said with no hint to her emotions. When he finished, she saw the pain in his eyes and wrapped her arms around his soft middle. She told him it wasn’t his fault and she felt proud of the life he’d given her. As would her mother.

The two remained there for the rest of the night, daughter wrapped in her father’s arms just as she’d done as a pup.

The next day, Alicia resolved to return to her old self. After confiding in Amy, the two began to live their lives at their own pace. They enjoyed good food, flaunted their figures any way they felt, and didn’t heed a single, disparaging word thrown their way.

Alicia’s confidence returned rapidly. She felt more at home with every passing day, spending more time in town with Amy and in the woods joking around with her father.

And, with the resumption of her old eating habits, Alicia’s figure reacted accordingly. Quickly she recovered her old curvaceousness, but she didn’t feel like stopping there. The bountiful wolf knew she’d always possessed the appetite and personality of a big girl, so she embraced that. With the rich meals her father made and the endless restaurants she visited in town, Alicia became positively immense.

A wonderfully soft belly spilled through her favorite denim jacket, supporting a pair of heavy breasts that complemented her physique perfectly. Every step she took sent her hips rolling and thighs wobbling, inevitably attracting the eye of every male in a 50-yard vicinity. A couch-filling rump that she’d playfully bump Amy with swayed too-and-fro under her thick tail, completing the image of a large, supple wolf entirely at home in her own fur.

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