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You nearly drop him in suprise. Fred! The wolf yelps and whines as he dangles by the scruff of the neck, and you realise that you're hurtng him. You hurriedly return him to ground level.
You get another suprise. He's still fat! You crouch down by the corpulent canine for a better look. He doesn't notice; he's staring at your physique.
"What happened?" you blurt out together. You get a grip on yourself and tell him everything that's happened since you left Fred at the carnival. His jaw drops onto his multiple chins.
At the end, you ask, "So, what about you? Why're you still a whale? Didn't Carla remove the curse?" Fred flushes at your crass description, then growls:
"Oh, she took the curse off. But only the curse." He looks up at you. "She said that she gave me the hunger, but my weight gain wasn't her doing, just mine." He whimpers and put his paws over his muzzle. "So, I'm still a big, fat wolf. It's going to take a long time to work all this off. But that's not the worst thing."
"It isn't?" you asked, almost mesmerised.
"Nope. All that eating stretced my stomach. My appetite's at least twice as big as it was. I'll never be able to get thin again!"
He looks up at you so miserably that you wish there was some way you could help the poor guy. Then you realise that you can. Chuckling, you give his rotund side a fond pat. "Poor old Fred. There might be a way I can help." You briefly explain your plan to get more muscles. "So, we might be able to find someone to take that blubber off at the same time. You game?"
Fred looks a little dubious, but then shrugs. "Sure. What have I got to lose?" The pair of you set off, slowly, for the carnival.
Written by Lupine