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As you are now, you think even entering through the window would mean death for you, your appitite would make you eat enough that you would never fit back thruogh. You look about, and see a line of laundry hanging out, so you dart over and snag a couple of bedsheets. "Ok Fred, load them up." you say, tossing him the sheets and hauling him up into the window. Peering through, you watch as he gathers as much meat as he can and tie it up in the bed sheets, then hauls to load to the window and pushes it through. After the first the second soon follows, and the two of you hurry off to eat in the safety of the forest
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"URRRRRP" you belch as the last of the food is gone, the scraps of bone left over the only remnants. Fred sits with a distended stomach, full and please, though he had eaten only a reasonable amount. You had taken the lion's share, which showed, ALOT. Yuo groaned as you sat up, the weight that hung off your front making it difficult to move. How much did you weigh now? You have gorged yourself throughout this jaunt into fairy tale country. Youdo the math: 2 fat pigs, 1 grandma, 1 girl, 7 young goats, 100 lbs of meat. You caculate how much each must weigh, and come out to roughly 685 lbs. That in addition to your original weight puts you over 800 lbs. And with the rest you've been able to take in eating your most recent addition to this, the wieght has spread to the rest of your body as well, leaving a snout burried in fat cheeks, think arms and thighs, and a chest like a pair of overstuffed pillows sitting atop a giant balloon. And the worst part, your still hungry.
"Think we could chance seconds?" you ask Fred, as you try to message away the tight feeling in your stomach, as well as the growl of hunger that is muffled by the growing layer of fat. "You still hungry?" asked Fred surprised, "Your going to have to change your name to the big FAT wolf. Anyway by now the farmer has ediscovered he's been robbed, so moving on would be a good idea." You sight, "Ok." you say, shoving against the ground to lift yourself to your feet, which turns out to be difficult, as your body sways with th unacustomed weight. "So, what story is next?" you say, expecting that Length will continue pushing you along until you've gone through them all, "How many stories with wolves in them are left?"
"Let's see, the 3 pigs, little red, the 7 kids, wolf and the fox... I guess there's peter and the wolf, though I'm not sure that counts, let's see... The boy who cried wolf, the wolf and the lamb, the wolf and the shephard..."
"And how many of those involve eating?" to which Fred gives a murmer of affimation. "Great," you say, "By the end of this I'm going to be to big to move."
As the two of you walk through the woods (well, one of you walk, the other waddle), you hear a bleating as you come by a stream with a lamb. by now your seeing atrend, and wonder how your going to break the cycle.
Written by Spots
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