A month passed and Danny had practically become rapped in his bed. He was too big to move and since his clothes were much too big for his clothes he had no choice, but to wear one of his dad's orange haz-mat suits. His mother and sister were afraid of his obesity, but his dad was glad to see he was following him in his end of the gene pool and gave him a bowl of fudge. Yep, he gave him a lot of fudge and it really showed on his hind side.
This level of fatness would keep any person from moving for a while, but Danny wasn't normal. When he was sure he'd be alone for a while he was able to turn into a ghost and shed half a ton of, fat though he retained his shape and flew off to find some eats. He normally stopped at the Nastey Burger for some eats, but he wasn't sure if he felt like going there every day.