More false alarms

You manage to work up a sweat, though you are nowhere near the level you were. As a Hippo, you were ripped, and even as a fat wolf you had muscle to spare, now your back to average. Still, you enjoy the burn you get. You and Albert meet afterwards and shower.

"I know a good Chinese restaurant for carbo loading," he says as you get dressed. "Wanna go?"

Your instincts say no, still paranoid about the photo, but your growling stomach tell you that you need something after that workout. "Sure." you say

***

The restaurant is packed with people. It's all you can eat, and with the current... expansion in the city, a good portion of people look like they eat here every day. You and Albert manage to get an empty both and fill up your plates. Your time as a demon has left you loving the taste of food, so you admit you indulge yourself. It is amazing how much you appreciate it after everything tastes like burning ash. "Don't go overboard," says Albert, "Or I'll make you work it off tomorrow."

At the end of it you feel satisfied. Then you get up, and your shirt rides up a little. You freeze at the feeling. The pull it down, feeling the tightness of the shirt. "Have I gained weight," you say in a scared tone, flashbacking to the photo again.

"Seriously, calm down, you're still wearing Fred's clothes," he reminds you. "You need to get some of your own."

You breath a sigh of relief. You really are jumping at shadows. Yeah, Fred's skinny and a largish meal sits in your stomach, of course it would ride up. No need to worry. You decide to go get some clothes of your own so you can stop panicking yourself...

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