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Game 2 Outline |
Once Albert is out of sight, you find that your legs move you with much less dificulty. In fact, by the time you're 10 feet from Carla's tent, you're flat-out running to get to the food stands, ordering as much fatty food as you can. With your tray hidden beneath a mountain of food, you sit down at a table and begin devouring all before you.
Too soon, the tray lies empty before you, the food now making a noticeable bulge in your midsection... but you're still not satisfied, your yowling stomach demanding more food. You make seconds, then thirds, then fourths, and still you cannot fill yourself, though you don't look it.
A sizable belly hangs off of you, revealing that you have just passed the chubby stage of obesity. The layer of fat that has encapsulated you makes you look like an overgrown puppy. You sit down once more, this time with a tray of pastries and cakes, all stuffed with butter, lard and cream. You begin stuffing your face, cream and butter slathered over your muzzle, the feeling in your midsection subsiding only as long as you're in the process of stuffing your face.
Suddenly, you notice something... this pile is disappearing a lot faster than the others. Then you see why. Fred is across from you, and in a similar pattern is devouring your food from the other end. "Hey, that's mine", you growl. "Sorry," gasps Fred between bites, "can't help it." When his head surfaces again, swallowing enough pastries to stuff a sumo wrestler, he starts talking. "You gotta go back! Albert's in big trouble!"
Written by an anonymous author (edited by wanderer)