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Game 2 Outline |
Sighing deeply, you know that there is really only one way out of all this... using your new-found hippo capacity to your own advantage.
After eating all that food you're rather thirsty, and decide that the only way out of all of this is to drink your way out.
Ordering a dozen pitchers of water, you proceed to chug them down, one by one, your belly filling and tightening, pressing more and more firmly against the confining table, while your expanding bulk causes the bench that you are sitting on to creak and groan from your ever-increasing size...
Two pitchers... three... four... onward you chug, trying to use your massive capacity to get you out of the ordeal that it originally got you into.
By the time you start to down your seventh, the bolted supports holding the table in place start to give... and the bench doesn't look like it can take much more of this either...
Which will give first???
Written by an anonymous author (edited by wanderer)