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You wake up feeling VERY uncomfortable. You feel something on top of you, something heavy... and you also notice that the jumpsuit you made has ripped; the heavy thing on top of you is your stomach, and now its too big to see over!
You groan and another object on top of your gut moves. Drake's head pops up over your far horizon. Now you know what he did to you; he poured tanks and tanks of Uber Mass down your throat! But you also realize he must have done the same thing to himself on a smaller scale, as his face looks positively moon-shaped.
"Your lucky, you know", he says. "All the weight goes to your stomach and your tail. It goes everywhere on me." So that's why your stomach feels the biggest; all the fat went to it!
"You're going to pay for this, Drake", you mutter, trying to move even a single claw high enough to rip him a new one.
"No, I dont think so", he grins. "You couldn't move if your life depended on it." He grins. "But that can be fixed..." He smiles and pulls out a huge-bellied jumpsuit. "This will drag your belly in far enough for you to move... but you can only have it if you promise no more dieting." He smiles. "You look better this way. Trust me."
You sigh. He's got you over a barrel-belly.
Written by Fat Dragon (edited by wanderer)
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