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Where theres a cane, there's a way

After a few minutes of belching, the teachers finally show up and shoo the kids off you ... though not before you've grown too big to support yourself. With great effort, the teachers pull you up and help you into the alley, which is thankfully larger than the last. They make sure you're okay, then leave you to tend to the kids.

You are left panting aginst the wall, using it to suppoort your weight. You look yourself over. Your belly hangs almost to the ground, its shaggy outer edge barely inches from the pavement. Your sides bulge and ripple with rolls of flab, and your head is almost locked in place by the rings of fat around your neck and shoulders. Your arms look like tree trunks, and you can only guess how wide your legs have become. Even your tail has grown full of fat, and drags behind you. Your knees scream in pain from your rotund body. You wonder what you can do in this condition, now that you can no longer walk.

Suddenly, you spot something ... an old cane in a trash bin. Using the wall as a support, you slowly make your way over to it. Fishing it out, you find it is very sturdy, and long enough to reach past your bloated midsection. You test it out, and find that, though you are still mightily hindered by your weight, you can walk with the help of the cane. You hope nothing like this happens again, or you'll need a wheelchair to move about in. Make that three wheelchairs. You look about the alley, but only one entrance is open to you, and it's unmarked.


Written by Jack (edited by wanderer)

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