You trudge along just behind the rabbit girl. "Where are we going?" "We're looking for more of those transformation mushrooms you've just eaten. When you eat at least one, you just have to say what you want to be, and those mushrooms will turn you into it." That explains why you turned into an obese fox, just like that. You continue waddling behind her, panting with every step you take. Your stomach isn't exactly in pain right now, but there is a slight uncomfortable feeling somewhere in there. "Hey, just wait up for a second!" You sit down on the grass as she stops to look at you. "Come one, we've only been walking for five minutes. You can't seriously be tired already?" she says. You rub your stomach to try and get rid of that uncomfortable feeling, but it's still there. Suddenly, you shirt rips from the sides until you're left sitting there wearing nothing more but your pants, which doesn't look like it'll last anymore longer than your shirt. "Oh boy...I think you're still growing." "Gee, you think?" You rub your stomach as you try to stand up, but your knees give before you could get your blubbery behind off the grass. "Help! I'm stuck!" you say, looking at the girl. "Stuck? How could you be stuck?" She walks over to you and grabs your hand. The two of you try to get you back on your feet, but your belly just won't budge. "*pant* Man, you're getting heavier by the second!" "Well what am I supposed to do now?" You look at your bigger than a beach ball belly and grimace at the thought of becoming stuck on that spot for the rest of your life...Which isn't exactly that long, since you can only remember what happened up to the moment you woke up today.
"Okay, stay here and I'll go look for the mushrooms by myself." The seams of your pants burst, leaving just the top half intact. "Right, I'll just go now." She's about to take off when you stop her for a second. "Wait, I haven't even asked you your name!" "It's Sammy!" She says as she leaves. You're left there on the grass, wondering if there even is any more of those left around here. You try playing around with your stomach for a bit, feeling a bit content at how soft it is to the touch. You lift it up and drop it, feeling it jiggle on your lap. You even try hugging it a little, feeling the warm mass around your arms. "Heheh, well I guess being fat isn't exactly all bad, I guess."
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