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The next morning, you wake up to find yourself as hefty as ever. You idly fix breakfast, wondering about the abortive hunt for that wolf, and your expanded waistline. What went wrong? Exercise made you thin, didn't it? You sigh, and eventually come to the decision that maybe it had been the wrong kind of workout: you're a 'gator, not a human. So, what exercise do alligators do? Well, they lie in the sun, swim about looking for food...
Your mental eye scrolls back a few lines and highlights something in neon. Swimming! You'd need new clothes, but it'd be worth a try. You head to the nearest swimming centre.
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When you step out to the poolside, you decide that this had been a mistake. With nothing but a pair of (tight) bathers on, your weight is greatly exaggerated. This is made worse by the fact that everyone else seems totally stacked or perfectly slim and tanned. Feeling fat and ugly, you waddle to the side and slip in.
The trauma of the last few minutes is swept away in the sheer bliss of water over your hide, and the cessation of gravity on your overloaded frame. In the water, you become almost graceful, your tail letting you cruise past other swimmers who stuggle like insects trapped on the surface. Hah! What did they know? You very quickly attract a crowd of children, entranced by the novelty of a friendly alligator to play with. You give rides on your comfortable, bulbous back, tow people along with your tail, and even give a few impromptu swimming lessons. Some even challenge you to a divebombing contest.
They don't stand a chance.
After 2 glorious hours you grudgingly admit that you should get out. You are unwilling to go back to being so huge and unweildy. As you struggle onto the coping, something out of place catches your eye..
Written by Lupine