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A story with myself and my friend 
sournote103, and our love of toon stuff. =3
A welcoming party for Tiran turns to a toon bash as some contaminated food turns the pair into some party animals.
I hope you all enjoy, and I would love to hear what you all think of the story! ^_^
Tiran put away his phone as he looked at his small spread, he’d been thinking about hosting a party for a while, but he really wasn’t much of a party animal himself, so rather than inviting a bunch of friends, he’d instead chosen to invite his best friend, and they’d be watching some movies rather than rocking out to some of the noisier jams that many of the other college guys listened to during their noisy parties. He’d just called up his friend Rerim just to make sure he was still coming, and according to his friend he’d be there in just a couple of minutes. “Alright... movie...” he muttered, digging through some of the DVD piles that he had around his room.
The party was a sort of welcoming party as this was Tiran’s first day in his dorm room, and he’d never been away from his parents like this. All of his stuff was still cluttered, but that hadn’t stopped him from setting up a table for a few snacks and his TV propped up on some cardboard moving boxes. “Balto.... nah... Pokemon... maybe later...” Tiran muttered, he felt kind of embarrassed that his friend would be seeing a mess as his first impression of his room, but what could he do?
Then from the pile a really odd looking cartoon fell out of the DVD pile, Tiran had watched it when he was younger, it was... odd to say the least. He didn’t remember packing it in with his DVDs, but what could you do. “Hm... I bet Rerim wouldn’t mind watching this for a laugh,” he said, smiling as he imagined his friend watching with his normally bemused smile at some of the trashy shows that Tiran had chosen to watch. A knock on the door signalled his friend’s arrival, and with a rushed push of the DVDs to send many of them clattering into a still open box Tiran rushed to open the door.
Opening the door, Rerim smiled as he held up a bottle of soda. “Brought this, hope you don’t mind,” he said, and Tiran gestured for him to set it on the small table that he’d set up for their party snacks. “Big room,” Rerim noted, noticing how much bigger a single room was than the one he shared with his roommate, and smiled as he noticed a dance pad out. “Is that why you got the bigger single room?”
“Nah, though I do appreciate the fact that I have more room to play games in here,” Tiran chuckled, kicking some stuff around to make room for them. “Sorry about the mess, bud. I would’ve gotten more prepared but... you know,” he chuckled, and Rerim nodded as he pulled out some styrofoam cups from a bag he had and filled both up with sodas. Handing one over to Tiran, they chuckled as they cheered to Tiran’s new room and they walked over towards the TV.
“So what’s the movie?” Rerim asked, sipping his soda as Tiran pulled out the very ugly looking movie. “Wow... you can really see the outlines on them, can’t you?” he asked, seeing how absolutely cartoony and overblown the characters were.
Tiran nodded, slipping the DVD into the player and popped down into the chair next to his friend. “I haven’t seen this for a long time, but from I remember the characters are some cartoon animals that are slobs, and scrounge for fatty foods. I’d say the show’s a more... slobby Yogi the bear,” he said, picking play as the menu for the DVD came up. “Honestly I didn’t even put this into my pile, so I’m wondering how it got in there...”
The movie started, and in the first five minutes both of them were laughing at how awfully goofy the cartoon characters’ voices were. “Well dang, Ricky. How’re we gonna get that apple way up there,” a cartoon slob of a bear said, patting his extended stomach as he pointed up to a tiny apple sitting on the top of a pile of garbage.
“I dunno, Boris...” the raccoon said, tapping his chin dramatically as they gazed up at the apple. It took them fifteen minutes of the movie to get the apple, and Tiran and Rerim found themselves becoming bored fast. The characters weren’t eating just fatty foods, but almost everything, and even healthy things would make them fatter it appeared.
“You done?” Tiran asked, and Rerim nodded as his friend flicked off the DVD. “God that was terrible...” Tiran muttered, grabbing the DVD out he just threw it and the case into the garbage bag hanging off of the edge of the table with the food. “I can’t even remember finishing it as a kid...” he muttered, digging through the DVDs once more to find a better movie.
Rerim drank the last of his cup of soda as Tiran popped in another movie, this time something bearable and honesty funny. Though the pair didn’t notice an odd almost rubbery popping sound as the garbage bag started to sag a big and gained a thick black outline that spread to the table, making it shiver and became animated, wiggling and shaking like a dog as the food on top of it also gained the same black outline. The pair heard the shaking noise, and looking back all they saw was the table standing still, though if they’d taken a moment to really look they would’ve noticed the cartoonish-ness of the table, and how it wiggled every now and then. “Must’ve been the neighbor,” Tiran said, and Rerim and him got back to watching the movie as the table shook with excitement.
There was a knock on the door, and Tiran called for them to come in as he’d left the door unlocked. “Pizza,” the pizza delivery guy said, walking in.
“The money’s on the table, and you can just leave the pizza there,” Tiran said, and the pizza guy nodded as he put the pizzas down and grabbed the money, not noticing the black outline on the cash spreading to his hand as he let himself out. The pizza started to change as the pair ignored it for a few minutes, enthralled in the movie before their stomachs started to growl. “Woo... we’ve been sitting here for too long...” Tiran muttered, and they paused the movie before jumping up.
Plates were pulled out, and the pair plated up their awfully rubbery pizza before flopping back down into their chairs. “This is some pretty chewy pizza...” Rerim muttered, noticing that it took a lot longer than usual to bite through the squishy substance.
“Yeah...” Tiran muttered, watching as the people on TV continued to make jokes. For some reason as they ate the pizza they had the oddest feeling that they could be more funny, but neither made any comment, though they noticed each other laughing less and less. Eating the pizza, Rerim’s stomach started to expand under his shirt, his arms and legs also growing as a black outline formed over his clothing.
“Tiran, you know this show isn’t that funny anymore...” Rerim muttered, eating another bite of the increasingly delicious and scrumptious pizza. “Can we watch that other one again?” he asked, kinda shocked that he wanted to watch such a bland and terrible cartoon.
For a moment Tiran wanted to laugh at the idea, but the idea didn’t seem so bad actually... after all they had been laughing at the cartoon for some reason... “Yeah,” he said, standing up he walked over to the table and pulled out the DVD which had a thick black outline, and it seemed to shimmer with energy as Tiran’s hands were covered in thick white gloves just like Ricky the raccoon from the show. “Heeeere, we go ol’ buddy,” Tiran said goofily, throwing in the DVD as he sauntered back to his chair, for some reason he really wanted to act goofy and fun...
Outside as the pizza guy was walking away he giggled to himself a few times, suddenly everything seemed a lot more funny... and he wanted to eat a lot of food... “Hey, those guys have pizza,” he said, a growing smile on his face as the black outline spread all over his body, a wolf tail splitting his pants as his stomach started to expand. “Yeah! I’ll go to my best buddies’ party!” he giggled, his pizza outfit growing new grease stains as they turned more cartoonish. As he turned to walk back a jock had been stepping out of his room, and stepped back in shock as he was almost run over by the changing pizza guy. On his head two big wolf ears had sprouted, and his face was growing out into a muzzle with a big pink nose. “Hiya my little buddy, I have a present for you!” the wolf cheered, giggling as he dug out from his tightening pants one of the cartoon dollars.
The jock blinked in confusion as the dollar was put into his hands. “W... what..?” he asked, not quite sure how to comprehend the sight. He at first wanted to make fun of the guy, but now... he wasn’t sure if he should be scared or not from the looks of the growing appendages.
“Now don’t you spend it all in one place~ I want you to go get a nice big fatty pizza with that dollar,” the wolf giggled, and started walking away as his pants popped and turned into big puffy shorts that he still managed to fill out with his fattening frame.
“I can’t spend one measly dollar on a whole... pi...” The jock’s jaw dropped as what used to be a one dollar bill turned into a one hundred dollar bill with the wolf’s very own face on it, and for a second he knew he should drop it... but the black outline spread around his head as a smile started to form on his face. “Yeah... I’ll get a pizza... to bring to my buddy’s room...”
Rerim was becoming more and more like Boris as he and Tiran roared in laughter, their hands clad in giant white gloves that almost look like someone had stuffed them with cotton with how big they were now. The show had started out a bit dull, but as their eyes started to spiral with a multitude of colors they started making bad jokes just like the characters in the show. Brown and grey fur had spread across Tiran’s body as Ricky’s image had taken over his body, his belly expanding beyond regular human gut size, and he had even grown taller as his ears migrated to the top of his head becoming two triangular ears that twitched as the pair roared with laughter.
There were shouts from outside for the pair to shut up, but for some reason they couldn’t really care. All they wanted to do was have fun, and mess around. Eating also sounded nice as a greasy bib slid around Rerim’s neck just like on Boris, he licked his lips in a very cartoonish manner as he saw a piece of day old pie in the cartoon. “That sure does look good...” Something snapped in Tiran’s mind as a big goofy smile appeared on his face, and he reached into his new shiny purple shorts and pulled out a full sized pie.
“If you want a pie, here ya go bud!” he giggled, tossing the pie right into Rerim’s face. As the pie fell off and Rerim licked it all off his human face gave way to a bear’s with a big purple nose, and he chuckled goofily as his voice deepened. “That’s why you’re the king of comedy, Rick... I mean Tiran,” Rerim giggled, and Tiran smiled nice and big as he tapped his chin.
“Ya know what, Rerim! I am the king of comedy!” Tiran said, and with a snap of his gloved fingers his chair became a large throne.
“Wow... that’s great, Ricky,” Rerim said, grinning dumbly as he poked the chair that bounced like rubber with each of his pokes. “That’s sooooo cool!” he said, and with a grumble of his stomach he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out rediculously large burger and took a bite out of it causing cartoon grease to spill over his struggling human shirt and turning it into a super extra large white shirt that was immediately stained with grease. “Sooooo good,” he chuckled, and Ricky smiled at his patted his best friend on the head.
“You’re such a good buddy, Boris!” the raccoon said, and the pair joked around for a while while waiting for someone else. They didn’t know right off the bat though who they were waiting for.
As if to answer their thoughts, the door to room opened, and walking in came the pizza guy, now a very fat and cartoonish wolf. His tongue stuck out goofily as he finished a giant purple donut, and funny enough his fur was as purple as a grape. The memories of Rerim were fading, and he could only remember being a happy animated bear that loved to eat way too much... “Jeffery, did you bring your signature pizza?” he asked, smiling as the wolf poked his cheek and stuck his tongue out in concentration.
“Uhhhh... nope, but Blitzen is coming with some!” he cheered, and within a few minutes a cartoony deer walked in with a big smile on his face, and several pizzas held in hand. “There he is!” Jeffery cheered, the wolf hopping up and down in excitement as the deer set down the pizza.
“Sorry for taking so long, guys! I made some new friends at the pizza place!” Blitzen said, and from behind some more pizza guys walked in newly transformed after handling the cartoon bill trying to figure out if it had been fake, but now they didn’t really mind as they carried in box after box of pizza.
“Wow! I can’t wait to share all of these pizzas with all of the people in the dorm!” Ricky giggled, his eyes settling on a pink color as his new body settled. His stomach wobbled and gurgled as he ate a whole pizza after folding it up, his stomach expanding for a moment as he took in the whole pizza before his stomach grew even larger, and Ricky laughed happily as the others cheered. “So shall we leave everyone a pizza?” he asked, and the rest cheered as they walked out to leave pizzas at the doorsteps of other people’s rooms, and soon the hall was becoming full of newly tooned college students who couldn’t be serious if they wanted to.
Watching the room fill up with people, Ricky made the room bigger than it could possibly be without expanding it into the hall at all with his cartoon powers. The others really did refer to him as king Ricky as he ate loads of food, the party that originally was just tiny was now expanding as professors tried to stop the party... just to end up becoming animated slobs themselves. “Wow, this is some party, Ricky,” Boris giggled, waving to a tutu wearing elephant as he span very elegantly.
“I know! Ya know, Boris... I want to have everybody in town at my party! Why don’t we give pizzas to everybody in the whole town?!” Ricky asked, grinning from ear to ear with his infamous smile, and Boris clapped in agreement as the rest of the toons started to pull pizzas out of nowhere. “Let’s have a real party!” Ricky shouted, and the toons ran out of the door with cartoonish pops with Ricky right at the front the line.
sournote103, and our love of toon stuff. =3A welcoming party for Tiran turns to a toon bash as some contaminated food turns the pair into some party animals.
I hope you all enjoy, and I would love to hear what you all think of the story! ^_^
Tiran put away his phone as he looked at his small spread, he’d been thinking about hosting a party for a while, but he really wasn’t much of a party animal himself, so rather than inviting a bunch of friends, he’d instead chosen to invite his best friend, and they’d be watching some movies rather than rocking out to some of the noisier jams that many of the other college guys listened to during their noisy parties. He’d just called up his friend Rerim just to make sure he was still coming, and according to his friend he’d be there in just a couple of minutes. “Alright... movie...” he muttered, digging through some of the DVD piles that he had around his room.
The party was a sort of welcoming party as this was Tiran’s first day in his dorm room, and he’d never been away from his parents like this. All of his stuff was still cluttered, but that hadn’t stopped him from setting up a table for a few snacks and his TV propped up on some cardboard moving boxes. “Balto.... nah... Pokemon... maybe later...” Tiran muttered, he felt kind of embarrassed that his friend would be seeing a mess as his first impression of his room, but what could he do?
Then from the pile a really odd looking cartoon fell out of the DVD pile, Tiran had watched it when he was younger, it was... odd to say the least. He didn’t remember packing it in with his DVDs, but what could you do. “Hm... I bet Rerim wouldn’t mind watching this for a laugh,” he said, smiling as he imagined his friend watching with his normally bemused smile at some of the trashy shows that Tiran had chosen to watch. A knock on the door signalled his friend’s arrival, and with a rushed push of the DVDs to send many of them clattering into a still open box Tiran rushed to open the door.
Opening the door, Rerim smiled as he held up a bottle of soda. “Brought this, hope you don’t mind,” he said, and Tiran gestured for him to set it on the small table that he’d set up for their party snacks. “Big room,” Rerim noted, noticing how much bigger a single room was than the one he shared with his roommate, and smiled as he noticed a dance pad out. “Is that why you got the bigger single room?”
“Nah, though I do appreciate the fact that I have more room to play games in here,” Tiran chuckled, kicking some stuff around to make room for them. “Sorry about the mess, bud. I would’ve gotten more prepared but... you know,” he chuckled, and Rerim nodded as he pulled out some styrofoam cups from a bag he had and filled both up with sodas. Handing one over to Tiran, they chuckled as they cheered to Tiran’s new room and they walked over towards the TV.
“So what’s the movie?” Rerim asked, sipping his soda as Tiran pulled out the very ugly looking movie. “Wow... you can really see the outlines on them, can’t you?” he asked, seeing how absolutely cartoony and overblown the characters were.
Tiran nodded, slipping the DVD into the player and popped down into the chair next to his friend. “I haven’t seen this for a long time, but from I remember the characters are some cartoon animals that are slobs, and scrounge for fatty foods. I’d say the show’s a more... slobby Yogi the bear,” he said, picking play as the menu for the DVD came up. “Honestly I didn’t even put this into my pile, so I’m wondering how it got in there...”
The movie started, and in the first five minutes both of them were laughing at how awfully goofy the cartoon characters’ voices were. “Well dang, Ricky. How’re we gonna get that apple way up there,” a cartoon slob of a bear said, patting his extended stomach as he pointed up to a tiny apple sitting on the top of a pile of garbage.
“I dunno, Boris...” the raccoon said, tapping his chin dramatically as they gazed up at the apple. It took them fifteen minutes of the movie to get the apple, and Tiran and Rerim found themselves becoming bored fast. The characters weren’t eating just fatty foods, but almost everything, and even healthy things would make them fatter it appeared.
“You done?” Tiran asked, and Rerim nodded as his friend flicked off the DVD. “God that was terrible...” Tiran muttered, grabbing the DVD out he just threw it and the case into the garbage bag hanging off of the edge of the table with the food. “I can’t even remember finishing it as a kid...” he muttered, digging through the DVDs once more to find a better movie.
Rerim drank the last of his cup of soda as Tiran popped in another movie, this time something bearable and honesty funny. Though the pair didn’t notice an odd almost rubbery popping sound as the garbage bag started to sag a big and gained a thick black outline that spread to the table, making it shiver and became animated, wiggling and shaking like a dog as the food on top of it also gained the same black outline. The pair heard the shaking noise, and looking back all they saw was the table standing still, though if they’d taken a moment to really look they would’ve noticed the cartoonish-ness of the table, and how it wiggled every now and then. “Must’ve been the neighbor,” Tiran said, and Rerim and him got back to watching the movie as the table shook with excitement.
There was a knock on the door, and Tiran called for them to come in as he’d left the door unlocked. “Pizza,” the pizza delivery guy said, walking in.
“The money’s on the table, and you can just leave the pizza there,” Tiran said, and the pizza guy nodded as he put the pizzas down and grabbed the money, not noticing the black outline on the cash spreading to his hand as he let himself out. The pizza started to change as the pair ignored it for a few minutes, enthralled in the movie before their stomachs started to growl. “Woo... we’ve been sitting here for too long...” Tiran muttered, and they paused the movie before jumping up.
Plates were pulled out, and the pair plated up their awfully rubbery pizza before flopping back down into their chairs. “This is some pretty chewy pizza...” Rerim muttered, noticing that it took a lot longer than usual to bite through the squishy substance.
“Yeah...” Tiran muttered, watching as the people on TV continued to make jokes. For some reason as they ate the pizza they had the oddest feeling that they could be more funny, but neither made any comment, though they noticed each other laughing less and less. Eating the pizza, Rerim’s stomach started to expand under his shirt, his arms and legs also growing as a black outline formed over his clothing.
“Tiran, you know this show isn’t that funny anymore...” Rerim muttered, eating another bite of the increasingly delicious and scrumptious pizza. “Can we watch that other one again?” he asked, kinda shocked that he wanted to watch such a bland and terrible cartoon.
For a moment Tiran wanted to laugh at the idea, but the idea didn’t seem so bad actually... after all they had been laughing at the cartoon for some reason... “Yeah,” he said, standing up he walked over to the table and pulled out the DVD which had a thick black outline, and it seemed to shimmer with energy as Tiran’s hands were covered in thick white gloves just like Ricky the raccoon from the show. “Heeeere, we go ol’ buddy,” Tiran said goofily, throwing in the DVD as he sauntered back to his chair, for some reason he really wanted to act goofy and fun...
Outside as the pizza guy was walking away he giggled to himself a few times, suddenly everything seemed a lot more funny... and he wanted to eat a lot of food... “Hey, those guys have pizza,” he said, a growing smile on his face as the black outline spread all over his body, a wolf tail splitting his pants as his stomach started to expand. “Yeah! I’ll go to my best buddies’ party!” he giggled, his pizza outfit growing new grease stains as they turned more cartoonish. As he turned to walk back a jock had been stepping out of his room, and stepped back in shock as he was almost run over by the changing pizza guy. On his head two big wolf ears had sprouted, and his face was growing out into a muzzle with a big pink nose. “Hiya my little buddy, I have a present for you!” the wolf cheered, giggling as he dug out from his tightening pants one of the cartoon dollars.
The jock blinked in confusion as the dollar was put into his hands. “W... what..?” he asked, not quite sure how to comprehend the sight. He at first wanted to make fun of the guy, but now... he wasn’t sure if he should be scared or not from the looks of the growing appendages.
“Now don’t you spend it all in one place~ I want you to go get a nice big fatty pizza with that dollar,” the wolf giggled, and started walking away as his pants popped and turned into big puffy shorts that he still managed to fill out with his fattening frame.
“I can’t spend one measly dollar on a whole... pi...” The jock’s jaw dropped as what used to be a one dollar bill turned into a one hundred dollar bill with the wolf’s very own face on it, and for a second he knew he should drop it... but the black outline spread around his head as a smile started to form on his face. “Yeah... I’ll get a pizza... to bring to my buddy’s room...”
Rerim was becoming more and more like Boris as he and Tiran roared in laughter, their hands clad in giant white gloves that almost look like someone had stuffed them with cotton with how big they were now. The show had started out a bit dull, but as their eyes started to spiral with a multitude of colors they started making bad jokes just like the characters in the show. Brown and grey fur had spread across Tiran’s body as Ricky’s image had taken over his body, his belly expanding beyond regular human gut size, and he had even grown taller as his ears migrated to the top of his head becoming two triangular ears that twitched as the pair roared with laughter.
There were shouts from outside for the pair to shut up, but for some reason they couldn’t really care. All they wanted to do was have fun, and mess around. Eating also sounded nice as a greasy bib slid around Rerim’s neck just like on Boris, he licked his lips in a very cartoonish manner as he saw a piece of day old pie in the cartoon. “That sure does look good...” Something snapped in Tiran’s mind as a big goofy smile appeared on his face, and he reached into his new shiny purple shorts and pulled out a full sized pie.
“If you want a pie, here ya go bud!” he giggled, tossing the pie right into Rerim’s face. As the pie fell off and Rerim licked it all off his human face gave way to a bear’s with a big purple nose, and he chuckled goofily as his voice deepened. “That’s why you’re the king of comedy, Rick... I mean Tiran,” Rerim giggled, and Tiran smiled nice and big as he tapped his chin.
“Ya know what, Rerim! I am the king of comedy!” Tiran said, and with a snap of his gloved fingers his chair became a large throne.
“Wow... that’s great, Ricky,” Rerim said, grinning dumbly as he poked the chair that bounced like rubber with each of his pokes. “That’s sooooo cool!” he said, and with a grumble of his stomach he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out rediculously large burger and took a bite out of it causing cartoon grease to spill over his struggling human shirt and turning it into a super extra large white shirt that was immediately stained with grease. “Sooooo good,” he chuckled, and Ricky smiled at his patted his best friend on the head.
“You’re such a good buddy, Boris!” the raccoon said, and the pair joked around for a while while waiting for someone else. They didn’t know right off the bat though who they were waiting for.
As if to answer their thoughts, the door to room opened, and walking in came the pizza guy, now a very fat and cartoonish wolf. His tongue stuck out goofily as he finished a giant purple donut, and funny enough his fur was as purple as a grape. The memories of Rerim were fading, and he could only remember being a happy animated bear that loved to eat way too much... “Jeffery, did you bring your signature pizza?” he asked, smiling as the wolf poked his cheek and stuck his tongue out in concentration.
“Uhhhh... nope, but Blitzen is coming with some!” he cheered, and within a few minutes a cartoony deer walked in with a big smile on his face, and several pizzas held in hand. “There he is!” Jeffery cheered, the wolf hopping up and down in excitement as the deer set down the pizza.
“Sorry for taking so long, guys! I made some new friends at the pizza place!” Blitzen said, and from behind some more pizza guys walked in newly transformed after handling the cartoon bill trying to figure out if it had been fake, but now they didn’t really mind as they carried in box after box of pizza.
“Wow! I can’t wait to share all of these pizzas with all of the people in the dorm!” Ricky giggled, his eyes settling on a pink color as his new body settled. His stomach wobbled and gurgled as he ate a whole pizza after folding it up, his stomach expanding for a moment as he took in the whole pizza before his stomach grew even larger, and Ricky laughed happily as the others cheered. “So shall we leave everyone a pizza?” he asked, and the rest cheered as they walked out to leave pizzas at the doorsteps of other people’s rooms, and soon the hall was becoming full of newly tooned college students who couldn’t be serious if they wanted to.
Watching the room fill up with people, Ricky made the room bigger than it could possibly be without expanding it into the hall at all with his cartoon powers. The others really did refer to him as king Ricky as he ate loads of food, the party that originally was just tiny was now expanding as professors tried to stop the party... just to end up becoming animated slobs themselves. “Wow, this is some party, Ricky,” Boris giggled, waving to a tutu wearing elephant as he span very elegantly.
“I know! Ya know, Boris... I want to have everybody in town at my party! Why don’t we give pizzas to everybody in the whole town?!” Ricky asked, grinning from ear to ear with his infamous smile, and Boris clapped in agreement as the rest of the toons started to pull pizzas out of nowhere. “Let’s have a real party!” Ricky shouted, and the toons ran out of the door with cartoonish pops with Ricky right at the front the line.
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