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Logical Conclusions, or Primal Instincts?

You stop to collect both your thoughts and your breath. This isn't really getting you anywhere. If you keep gaining at the rate you're going, you'll be immobile by lunchtime, let alone midnight.

Not to mention the rest of your life.

It's no good just wandering around, you'll have to think this out. You search your memory for anything about leprechauns. There was... something about where they keep their gold, but what was it now? Maybe you could find something in the library: all these really old places had libraries full of occult and mysterious tomes, didn't they?

Suddenly, your growing stomach gives a vehement growl, knocking all thought from your mind. You can't be hungry, can you? You are shocked to realise that you aren't just hungry, you're STARVING!

You absently rub your ponderous belly with chubby paws. You hear a small pinging noise from your trousers, and look down in time to see your liberated paunch roll unstoppably out over the waistline.

Much more comfortable! Now, where would they keep the chow in a place like this?


Written by Lupine

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