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It takes you a long whie to reach town. Not only are you trying to hold together the rags of your pants, but you need to rest every few steps to catch your breath. The burden of carrying so much weight slows what should have been a 10 minute walk into a 40 minute struggle. Even when you finally make it to the streets, you are met with stares of disbelief as you make your way down the sidewalk, with people having to either walk into the streer or press themselves against the side of the buldings to avoid being bowled over by your rotund form, which sways like a wrecking ball with each labored step you take. Your panting and overheated, and finally, your forced to take a break. You spot an outdoor seating area, and waddle to it, pulling you two stools at a table to make sure that you don't break one.
Unfortunatly, as soon as you sit, there is the sound of straining metal and splinteing wood, and both seats collapse under you, sending you to the ground in an instant. Sighing, you just sit there, much too tired to attempt picking yourself up again. "Excuse me sir..." comes a voice, and you look up to see a waiter. "May I get you a drink, or are you ready to order?" You look over at the building next to you, and see this is actually a restaurant, a sign in calligraphy reading 'Fine Swine Dining'. Your stomach growls loudly in response, and you relize your hungry yet again after you bout of exersize. "Oh, um..." you say, and glance over at the chalkboard highlighing todays special, which reads 'bottomless pulled pork pot'. You grapple with yourself, yeah you're tired and hungry, but maybe you should skip the meals despite that, with your current problem being as 'large' as it already is. Then again, is there any point in denying that your stuck as big as a house? Until you get home, you don't have access to the means to slim down, if you can at all. For all you know what was magically done can't be undone by conventional means, and even if it can, you can't just not eat until then. Maybe you should just enjoy yourself while you can and worry about it later...
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