Chapter #19A week later by: Unknown Very damaging, apparently! Dimitri was staring at himself one of the large mirrors that were in the shower room, feeling very worried as he examined the damage on his figure, turning sideways.
One week: that was all it took to send the black dragon well on his way to join the fatass-club. His body had ballooned out considerably, his belly sagging lower, almost level to his knees, and, due to his "snack" earlier, his gut was quite stuffed, pushing outwards sideways.
His limbs were, along with his tail, much thicker, but, embarrassing enough, the part of his body that was affected the most by his weight gain was his rear.
His two black butt cheeks were rising above him like two hills, his thighs thick. The only part of his body that escaped was his face and neck, which remained relatively slim, giving his body a pear-shape, but Dimitri knew that wouldn't stay so for long, that his handsome was was doomed to round out like the rest of him.
"What in the name of the Ancestors did Jake put into the food?" he wondered.
It was impossible to get so fat in such a short amount of time. The blubber-butt, Dimitri concluded, must have added something to his food to make it so fattening.
But, at the same time, the black dragon admitted to himself sheepishly, it wasn't completely Jake's fault. Ever since he dug into that meal a week ago, Dimitri found himself addicted to the red dragon's cooking.
He began to take seconds, thirds and fourth helping, eating not to live but living to eat and enjoy the rich food. Though it was partly his own fault, his massive weight gain only proved Dimitri's suspicions.
What suspicions is that? Jake was fattening up the whole school on purpose. What was his goal? That was still a mystery to the black dragon.
With a sigh, Dimitri closed off the warm water that was pouring over his bloated body, grabbed a towel, and began to dry himself off, his body jiggling furiously.
He left the shower room and stepped into the assembly room, where the rest of the dragons that was part of the Ariel Dash team were packing up and going home.
Like him, the whole team had put on a serious amount of weight. It was one of the reasons why they were retiring early today, for a few players had passed out after some light exercises.
They all had gotten severely out of shape, and Terrador was far from happy. He was planning to whip them all into shape by the end of the month, but the team didn't feel very motivated, for the big green dragon wasn't in the best shape either.
Like Ignitus two weeks earlier, he had a bulging gut and was showing signs of getting even fatter. It seems like no one was immune to Jake's cooking, not even the military-disciplined Terrador.
As Jake was waddled/walked out of the room and into the hallway, heading to the exit of the school, he bumped into...
Choice 1: two orange mounds of fat portraying from the doorway. Oh no, not again! Ignitus got stuck in the doorway, and someone better grab some butter, smear him thick, and start pushing!
Choice 2: It was Ash, who's nearly as fat as Jake, who came to ask his friend for a favor.
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