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"Now that ye've eaten, maybe Carla be getting her teeth now", she says. You back away from her, almost losing your balance. "What did you do to us?", you say, surprised to hear how muffled your voice has become, its sound almost smothered in your blubbery muzzle. "Carla be teaching you manners. Ye think being big make you so tough, ye can be as big as ye want." She walks over to the moored gator. "And now, ye really are de biggest gator, perfect for Carla's voodoo." She prys open the gator's mouth and produces a pair of pliers, which she proceeds to use on Albert's teeth. Albert howls in pain as a few come free, and tries to reach around his massive frame to cover his bleeding snout. As she walks away with her prize, you slowly waddle over to your gator friend, who is whimpering in pain. You do your best to help him sit up, but find yourself majorly hampered by the sheer size of your belly, which occupies a good deal of your reach.
Carla, on the other hand, has taken the teeth and thrown them into another pot. "And that be that", she says before turning to the three of you. "Now ye be going. Carla be done with you now." "Hang on", you say, "What about us? Change us back, you got your teeth." "Ye be needing to learn your lesson. Carla will not be turning you back till ye learn. Ye be in the same boat, so find your way out together."
Suddenly, you find yourself in the middle of a street, Carla's tent nowhere in sight. Immediately, your stomach rumbles loudly and you feel as if you haven't eaten for months. Like sounds emanate from Fred's and Albert's middles as well. "She'sh curshed ush!" says Albert, his already fat snout swollen from the forced removal of teeth. You're not listening, though, as the smell in the air tells you that food is nearby...
Written by an anonymous author (edited by wanderer)