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“Hah! You seriously think a puny donut like this will ruin my figure? Gimme a break...” A smooth, haughty voice rung throughout the empty halls of the gym. Although almost everyone in town had neglected their gym visit in light of the frosty onslaught of snow outside, however, a little snow was going to stop Vince from perfecting his form. There was only one other person in the whole place - James, the secretary at the front desk.

The deer and the lion had been decent acquaintances since high school - they were never really close, but they treated each other with a certain amount of respect. It was this same respect that had James urging his overconfident companion to resist the temptation of the donut.

“Really, Vince... something seems a bit odd about that thing. I mean, they were just laying in front of our door this morning, buried under the snow. And the box didn’t even have an official logo or anything unless you count that “Alchem” stamp on the back.” The khaki-clad cervine said, his brow furrowed with mild concern.

The lion let out another laugh, saying, “Oh, come on, who on Earth even cares? It’s just one donut. I’ll be fine!”

The auburn-furred deer chuckled, despite the clear skepticism in his eyes. “Okay, I guess you’re right. Still, I’m not going to have any. Something feels pretty off about this...”

The lion shot him a playful smirk, loudly mumbling, “Wuss,” as he bit into the sweet, pink-glaze covered donut.

James shrugged, saying, “Fine, do as you’d like. I’ll be in the back if you need me, holler if anyone comes in, though I doubt anyone other than you would want to go to the gym on a day as dreadful as this...”

The lion vaguely aware of the deer’s parting words, however, the majority of his focus was dedicated to the surprisingly pleasing taste of the undersized donut. *Mmmm... Hey, this is pretty good,* He thought to himself as he chewed his first bite.

The lion paid little mind to the strange sensation he felt in his stomach - or the light draft he felt on his suddenly distended midsection. The feline was blissfully unaware of the hefty implications of these odd occurrences. At a swift, steady pace, he was packing on the pounds, and they were all going straight to his middle...

And, with only one more bite, the lion had finished the meager donut. The lion had to admit, it was rather good for a free, pint-sized donut. Still, he hadn't quite noticed the abundant amount of flab coating his once defined midsection.

It was at this moment that James trotted back to the front desk, his gaze fixated on the paper he was holding. He glanced up for a moment, looking at the closed eyes and content expression of his only patron, taking note of the casual toothpick sticking out of the fat feline’s mouth. The deer smirked and rolled his eyes as he began to return to the papers, before pausing, his eyes wide with astonishment.

He slowly turned his head to the once-fit lion, his mouth utterly agape at the sight before him. Vince... Was.... utterly... massive. His flabby dusky stomach stuck out proudly, sloshing heartily with even the slightest twitch the lion made. And worse yet, it was getting larger. “See? I’m perfectly fine...” The lion said, before opening one of his eyes. “Huh?!”


“What? No... No! This can’t be real!!” The lion said as he gripped his steadily expanding belly, sending ripples throughout the soft surface. “*Urp-* It can’t be!!!”

The massive lion was stunned by his sudden discovery of the over-inflated beachball of fat that protruded from his middle. The sheer weight of his gut was causing his legs to quiver. “I-Wh-How?!?”

In some ways, James was even more stunned than Vince, his eyes fixated on his companion’s gargantuan form. His mouth had been agape for some time, but he could not seem to muster any coherent words. Finally, the sudden growth seemed to have halted. Aside from the quite sloshing of Vince’s bloated belly, the room was silent, as the lion was desperately trying to shove his bulk in a desperate attempt to push his belly back into himself.

The silence was suddenly broken as James’ attempts to stifle his amusement grew in intensity. “Pfft-Haha! My God dude! I’m sorry, but I’ve got to say it...” The deer swayed up to the shocked, pudge-costed lion. “I...” He said, pushing into the lion’s bulk, causing his flabby friend to tip over, crashing to the ground, causing his massive belly to ripple like jello, “Told you so!!”

“Augh!! What the hell James!?” The lion said, his face contorted into a mix of anger and confusion.

“Awww... c’mon man, this is hilarious! Just because you’re not laughing doesn’t mean it’s not funny, lardbutt - or should I say, lardgut! Hah!” The deer’s eyes twinkled with amusement as he leaned into the belly of the beached lion.

The lion was about to hurl another insult at the mischievous deer, but he was interrupted by a loud growl emanating from his massive gut. The deer was surprised by the sudden rumbling, but, he smiled as he realized what this meant. “Wow... sure sounds like someone’s hungry... does that mean you’d like the rest of these lovely little donuts?”

The lion frowned before a glimmer entered his eyes. “Why... yes it does, my cervine friend. Would you mind bringing just a bit closer?”

The deer raised an eyebrow, before smirking and grabbing the rest of the sweet, deceptive treats. He laid his front on the lion’s massive form, smiling as he said, ”Sure thing, fat- Augh!” The deer let out a gasp of surprise as the lion rolled over, pinning him beneath his bulk. Now, it was the lion’s turn to laugh.

”Hah! And you really fell for that, you sneaky little deer! Now... It would only be right for me to share...” The lion grinned wickedly as he picked up three donuts and slowly brought them to the face of the trapped deer. James’ face was the perfect picture of terror at that moment, as the donuts drew closer to his maw.

“Wait, no! -Mmf!” The deer said as the donuts were plunged into his mouth.

“Hah! These’ll definitely ruin your figure...” The flabby lion said, his voice ringing with wicked pleasure as he began to see some deer pudge beginning to spill out from underneath his own bulk. James swallowed his mouthful, a look of terror spread across his face as he began to succumb to his weighty fate.