Delivery

You and Luke soon realize how bad your predicament is. You gain a pound about every 30 seconds, your swelling girth apparently stealing the nourishment from your muscles, now crying out for nourishment with aches and hunger pangs. Soon, you will starve. Luke calls his brother and he calls in for food, since you are so fat, you can't even talk. When you eat a raw steak, the taste of blood makes you go crazy. You look at Luke and...

Written by Inflatawolf (edited by wanderer)

Wolf Snacks

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