...or you'll end up embarassingly fattened up.

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Tzin chuckled at the mere thought of imagining his brand new prank coming to an end when the oblivious gray draolf gave an unsuspecting bit to the apparently harmless strawberry cake he had given his friend that morning. The dragon almost didn't mind having to walk all the way to Denya's house only to find his friend completely turned into a tub of lard. He even had brought his camera to capture the hilarious reaction of the dragon hybrid.

Of course, this was to be expected... After all, with Tzin now working on some research experiments on metabolism and food bio-catabolism, he had full acess to the vials of tested (and untested) drugs that presumably had the objective of providing a more efficient nutrient absorption and increasing the caloric density in meals. But up until this point, the feathered dragon had not yet attempted any weird experiments over his friend, he had only devised a simple, but effective scheme that would allow him to pay for all the times he had mocked his slight, but undeniable paunch he was getting from a less intensive workout schedule and a tighter lunch break which lead Tzin into a spiral of fast-food indulgence and lethargy that ultimately resulted in him having to go up in lab coat size at least a couple of times already.

The prank was simple, bake a large strawberry cake for his buddy, lace the batter with some of the active ingredients he used in his exoeriments and wait for the sweet-toothed wolfgon had a slice or two before the effects started showing. After a single serving, he would become fatter than the colorful dragon by a good 50 lb. margin.

And so his waddling gait came to a stop as he reached a nice house right in the middle of an average street on the suburbs. He stepped into the well-kept lawn and climbed the steps that lead to the door, ignoring them as they creaked loudly under the dragon's significant weight. 'Soon you'll have to deal with more weight than that, so don't complain!' He thought to himself with a grin accoss his face just before fumbling with the keys that Denya himslef had given, in case he needed anything or he happened to come by.

Once inside, Tzin found the whole house stangely quiet... 'Where did that fluffball go?' After waiting for a moment in the entrance, he decided to call hum out. Had he gone out in his current fattened-up shape? What a nerve! Damn that would have been even more hilarious, watching him trying to walk around town with his new blubbery body... But that wasn't likely since his car was parked on the driveway and Denya was not one to take a long walk anyway. So he asked to the silent house hoping to find some answers:

"Oh, Denya! I hope you enjoyed your lil' surprise..." He waited a few seconds before heading towards the kitchen where the draolf had likely placed his cake... If he had not yet tried the spiked desert, he wouldn't want to spoil the fun, of course! As he approached said room he could thought he heard a muffled 'Urp', so he preppared his camera and snapped a pic in the moment he entered the kitchen... Only to find an terribly engorged figure sitting right beside a counter...

"Denya?"

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This is a pic I made for my friend Denya since he told me that a particular someone was messing with him and, well, I'm not a particular fan of bullies, to say the least. So you want to bother my friends, huh? Well, I have to warn you, if you want to keep up with our game, you have to be prepared against anything, and when I say anything, I mean seemingly harmless cake laying around.

Moral of the story: leaving pranks around can be very effective against thieves? Or... perhaps, revenge is sweet even if you are paying for it? Nah, maybe something more like friends will always cover your back, even when they are trying to get a crack out of you...?

I don't know, I'm terrible at giving lessons anyway, so make the best out of it... Alright?

Request and Denya belong to  choice_d
Thief and draolf-bully is  killinov
Art and small backstory by  dragontzin