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It Was Within Your Grasp!

You are tempted to just lie on the floor and sulk until Fred gets back, but that promise keeps nagging at you. Anything in the fridge. Didn't you leave some pizza in there? And definately some chocolate cake!

The thought spurs your bloated limbs into action, and you strain to lift yourself. With super-rhino effort, you heave yourself into a sitting position. Your belly bulges further outward, hanging hugely over your straining overalls. You are so tired that you only want to flop back down again, but the fridge pulls you on. Fred'll get rid of everything good in it. Probably eat it himself. This is your last chance to eat anything decent. Maybe forever!

You manage to slowly drag yourself across the floor to a table, which you use to heave yourself vertical. The table creaks alarmingly at this abuse, but luckily holds.

You then have to walk across the room; your knees feel like they're going to break from just standing up, but you persevere. Step by heavy step, you manouver towards the fridge. Your new massive bulk very nearly makes you overbalance, but luckily the wall prevents you from falling flat on your face. You certainly don't have the strength to get back up. Just a few more steps...

And there! It's taken you 40 minutes, but you've made it. Salivating, you carefully pull the fridge door open.

"Oops! Just in time, I see." The door is closed again, and a large, furry wolf arm pulls you gently away. You can't believe it, you had made it, Fred had PROMISED! The fridge is receding quite quickly now, and you scrabble inefectually towards it.

"Buh.. buh." is all you can stammer. "You promised! And I got there!" You feel as though you're about to burst into tears.

Fred sighs. He takes a large donut from a bag, and pops it into your mouth. That shuts you up faster than anything else in the world. It's filled with that special, sweet baker's vanilla cream-custard, and you moan in delight at the taste.

Fred smiles, tenderly rubs your belly, and says kindly "That's a treat: for working so hard."


Written by Lupine

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