You attack!

You lean back and sigh with contentment. You have had your fill of chicken, which in this case means you ate every single last one of them.

With a struggle you get to your feet and stretch. You are a more than a little shocked when your belly bulges out and lands on the floor with a THUD.

'The heck?!' you shout. Eventually you remember that you are a toon now and any food you glutonize will go strait to your waist line. And you ate a LOT.

You also remember that there is a big angry dog out there who will eventually come back to check on his chickens.

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Panic

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