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Rodger eventually catches you, and helps steady you back onto your feat, your head still spinning from the unintentional spin ride you just endured. "Man, she really did a number on you," says Rodger, grabbing a roll of your flab and shaking it to see if it is real, sending a wave through your body as he does. "Don't do that!" you say, feeling the pinch as he does it, your flab more sensitive then your used to. "Now what am I going to do?" you question out loud, "I'm so huge I can barely walk!" You try once more, feeling the weight as you lift one foot to take a step and feel the strain as you barely get it off the ground. It's not until you heft up as much of your ridiculously huge stomach as you can that you manage to take any sizable step.
"Well, I would suggest diet and exercise." Says Rodger in a matter of fact tone. "This coming from a fat dragon?" you retort, to which Rodger looks abashed. "Well, I could try carrying you." says Rodger, and tried picking you up in his front paws, "Oh, man, your heavy!" he grunts, as he strains to lift you, finally settling you on his back... before crashing down. "Mpppphhh, my back! Get off me!" he cries. You manage to roll off before Rodger gets back up, rubbing his back as you settle into a sitting position again, pinned once more under your bulk. "Well, that ideas out." he says, "We need some help. Any ideas?"
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