Sweet Deception

Suddenly another idea hits you, and quickly you begin following the tunnel until you get to another door. You carefully open it, then seeing nobody, go... squeeze... struggle through. You see what is presumably the exit door to the machine, the conveyer belt still rolling as you hear noises from the other side. Waddling, you get closer and listen. You here a voice, and can see at the gaps of the door, flashing lights. As the voices get closer you hear a goofy voice.

"...hyuk hyuk, I'm Cookie Wolf, won't you have a cookie!? Their SOOOO yummy! Golly gee, I just love making people happy! Let me give you a BIG hug! Have a cookie! My tummies is so soft, cause it's filled with happiness! Won't you fill yours with happiness!? Have a cookie! Mr Sweets is SOOOOO caring, I'd do anything for him! Have a cookie! Hyuk hyuk hyuk, I'm Cookie Wolf...."

You grimace at the sound of it, apparently this part was supposed to be some sort of brainwashing. He was going to turn your brain into mush if you didn't give up the sauce. Well, you'll just have to outsmart him.

"This completes phase three. Welcome official Cookie Wolf Mascot," you hear as the door opens. The empty harness rolls out, still in it's downward position, with a cookie wolf shirt and cap strewn across it. Struggling, you pull your bulk up onto the belt, and throw the extra cloths back into the other room before the door closes. Then you lay back down on the restraint, and do your best to close the clasps. As you do, it suddenly jolts back to life, stepping closed, before it whirls, and you hear the gears struggling to move as it pushes you up, then reconfigures back into a chair, the frame pushing outward to accommodate your new size.

You wait. After a few minutes, you hear footsteps. Alright, time for your act. "Hyuk hyuk hyuk. Hello, I'm Cookie wolf!" you say in the most goofy voice you can muster. "Golly gee, can someone help me, I'm stuck!"

Sweets and Bob walk into the room, and you put on your best idiotic stare. "Hi, I'm Cookie Wolf, hyuk, hyuk, hyuk! What's your name?"

Sweets has put on a few more inches, his stomach now rolling out from his suit. He seems to examine you. "My name is Mr. Sweets." he says to you. "Oh, Mr. Sweets!" you say, "I'd do anything for Mr. Sweets, hyuk, hyuk, hyuk."

"Your recipe?" He asks, curiously. You wonder if you are supposed to remember, but decide to go with big and dumb for consistency. "Re-si-pia, no, my name is Cookie Wolf! Do you need a hug Mr. Sweets? Or a cookie? Have a cookie! I'd give you one, but I'm stuck! Hyuk hyuk hyk!"

Sweets sighs, and presses a button, the clamps undoing themselves. "Bob, that 'Cookie Wolf' to his special quarters," says Sweets, and walks away while Bob approaches you...

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