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This is a story for the raffle winners on Discord including 
Green_Lizalfos and 
AnonymousKoopa
Magma the lizalfos belongs to Green_Lizalfos
Arthur the lycanroc belongs to AnonymousKoopa
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9:23 PM:
Just one of those days when you feel like you’re overwhelmed by everything you do. A yellow and white-furred lycanroc, Arthur just came back to his apartment from a long day at work. It was one of those days where you feel like you just want to scream out loud and quit forever, which he didn’t yet. He works at the grocery store, the one where shoplifting thefts are through the roof. And if that wasn’t enough, his boss blames him for half of those times because he was either too distracted or he didn’t have anyone else to blame. Still, at least he could relax. Or he thought he could until he saw what had just happened in his living room/kitchen. The whole place was covered in wrappers, empty plates, and used napkins like there was a thanksgiving feast. It also reeked as he lived in a dumpster behind a taco restaurant, almost making Arthur gag. On that couch, the one couch Arthur has loved and always sat in, a red lizalfos with an eye patch and a potbelly, sits on that couch. In his hand was a half-eaten cheeseburger, messily dripping grease on the couch and the floor. “Magma!?” Arthur shouts in anger, dropping his things and stomping his way over to the fat lizalfos. Magna is Arthur’s roommate. He was the kind of guy who didn’t give a crap about everything in the world, including Arthur too. Just before Arthur left for work, he just spent the early morning cleaning up the place so he could come home peacefully. Magma must have wrecked it by eating all of their food and fattening himself up since he had a six-pack the last time Arthur saw him.
As he got over to the couch that the lizalfos were sitting on, he didn’t even jump or look scared. In fact, he was just the opposite. Magma looks at Arthur, gleaming at him. “Yeah, you need something?” He says, not even bothering why he was angry.
Arthur couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His own roommate was so rude to him. “Look at the place!” He said, moving his hand all over the place to show Magma why he was angry. “It’s trashed!”
“So…..” He said before taking another bite in his cheeseburger. “You can just clean it up again.” Magma didn’t care if the place was trashed or clean, he eats whenever he wants. Arthur lividly growls at him like the canine creature he is, showing him his sharp teeth and eyes of fury. “By the way, you’re in the way. I’m watching TV.” He pushes Arthur to the side before leaning back and eating his cheeseburger. The TV shows what looks like a drama or a comedy show. Arthur doesn’t know what the show was but he was too angry to even care about it.
Arthur is someone who hates disrespectful people or those who don’t listen to him. It just gets his gears all grinded up and starts tearing everything up. His fists were clenched like he was about to punch him in the back of the head and start a fight. “You are the worst person in this world, besides my boss, who has existed in this world! I would rather run through a field of landmines than to have you as my roommate one more day!” He screeches at him.
“I’m sorry? Did you say you were gonna get a soda for me?” He says, not even turning his head over to Arthur. “I would love that, thanks.” He does that hand gesture that says to shoo.
Arthur’s face turns boiling red, full of rage and hatred. He looked like he was about to turn into the same color as Magma. As he let all of his anger out, an idea came into his mind. His anger then turns into a smirk, a suspicious one. “Sure, I’ll get a soda for you.” He walks into the kitchen and pulls out a two-liter bottle of soda and a glass cup from the cabinets. Before he makes the glass of soda, he also goes into the bathroom. There was a medicine cabinet for when you have allergy problems or need a bandage. Arthur takes out a medication box, one that’s used for digestion problems. He reads the box carefully to study, not only to know what the medicine does but also to discover what side effects are. Arthur reads it slowly, getting the answer he needs when one of the effects is uncontrollable gas. He knows this because a friend of his uses this kind of medication and told him what would happen if a person ingests the entire set. With an evil smile on his face, he goes back into the kitchen, placing the box down before making that soda with ice cubes in it.
Meanwhile, Magma grunts and rubs his gut. It rumbles and growls, forcing him to belch and groan. “Hey! When is my soda gonna be here!?” He shouts from across the room.
For Arthur, he doesn’t lose his temper like always, but he says it in a calm tone, knowing that his plan will work. “I’m coming, just give me a moment.” Magma doesn’t take that into account that something could be up for him. He just sits there and watches more of that TV show. Arthur opens the medication box and pours all of the pills in there before using a spoon to carefully stir it up until all of it dissolves in the drink. He then lets out this silent chuckle like an insane person. Arthur walks back to the living room, putting the spiked glass of soda on the nightstand that’s right next to the couch. “Here’s your soda.”
Magma looks over at the drink. To him, it was just a normal glass. “Ha. It’s the first time you weren’t so useless.” Said the guy who’s unemployed and is a couch potato. Inside, Arthur was overfilled with anger and yet still keeps his cool until the time has come. Magma picks up the drink and sniffs it. “Eh, I could have preferred the other kind but this will do.” He sips and swallows it.
That’s when Arthur smiles, greatly enjoying that he will get his revenge soon. Magma takes even bigger gulps of the drink, tipping it upwards and chugging it. A minute later, the glass was just nothing but half-melted ice cubes. Magma puts down the cup back on the nightstand and makes another mean belch. “So...how was the soda?”
Magma turns to Arthur, raising his eyebrow at him in confusion. It’s the first time the lycanroc asked him a question about what he eats or drinks. “Good, so what?” He scoffs and turns back around. With a smug grin, Arthur crosses his arms and waits until the disaster arrives. A few seconds later, his stomach starts growling violently, forcing the red lizalfos to groan in pain. “Ergh! W-what…..Nrgh!” He couldn’t speak clearly with the upset stomach and loud noises it was making. “I feel….bloated!” He puts his hands on his pot belly, hoping that it would be over.
That was a good sign for Arthur. In fact, they both hear what sounded like someone blowing air into a balloon. Magma felt that strange sensation that he was lighter. He looks down in shock to watch as his own belly expands. “Oh, would you look at that? I guess carbonated soda can make someone so gassy.” He jokes around as Magma panics. He pokes his own belly, feeling nothing but gas. He stands up quickly, which was a bad move since the drug inside reacts more with the soda.
“Make it stop! Now!” He commands like he was in charge. His belly was just the same size as an overinflated beach ball, and it doesn’t stop there. His whole body felt so light on him. His limbs, butt, chest, back, and even neck inflates with the air inside. He looked like a mini-parade balloon. “I….It won’t stop! What did you do to me!?”
“Teaching you a lesson, that’s what!” Arthur pushes Magma on the ground as the poor inflating lizalfos couldn’t get up. His limbs sink into his body until it is nothing but his fingers and toes in which they pop one at a time into balloon sausages. He whines and wiggles his bloated fingers and toes. His cheeks were too bloated to even speak well. “All of these months of torture, I finally can get my revenge!” Arthur rolls Magma around like a ball, playing with him. “With you out of the picture, I can finally have a somewhat peaceful life.”
“Mmpf! Mpfhh!” He muffles in anger, trying his best to let the air out of his body but fails. He could feel the pain of having a tight belly as it starts to creak, making him whine and moan in pain. “MMMMPHHHHH!”
“Oh yeah, it’s time.” He stops rolling the near-bursting lizalfos and quickly makes his way towards the kitchen, getting as far as possible from him. Once Arthur was out of the blast zone, he watches as tears start appearing around Magma’s body, air flowing out of them. And with one last groan from Magma, BAM! His body explodes and scraps of the rude lizalfos fall to the floor. Arthur takes a deep breath and cheers as he just burst his roommate. “Oh man, that felt so good.” He said, going into the closet to take out the broom and dustpan. While whistling a tune, Arthur picks up all of Magma’s scraps and puts them in the trash where he belonged for months as his roommate. “Now, time to find a new roommate.” Arthur enters his room and sits on the chair. On his desk was his computer in which he turns it on and searches for a website where he can find a new roommate. It didn’t matter which roommate he wanted because if they were just like Magma, he would just pop them like a balloon. In fact, he’ll give his boss a nice refreshing drink tomorrow as a way to say thank you for the months of torture. So he’ll make sure to buy a ton of that digestion medicine to help get rid of his enemies.
Green_Lizalfos and 
AnonymousKoopaMagma the lizalfos belongs to
Green_LizalfosArthur the lycanroc belongs to
AnonymousKoopa__________________________________________________________________________
9:23 PM:
Just one of those days when you feel like you’re overwhelmed by everything you do. A yellow and white-furred lycanroc, Arthur just came back to his apartment from a long day at work. It was one of those days where you feel like you just want to scream out loud and quit forever, which he didn’t yet. He works at the grocery store, the one where shoplifting thefts are through the roof. And if that wasn’t enough, his boss blames him for half of those times because he was either too distracted or he didn’t have anyone else to blame. Still, at least he could relax. Or he thought he could until he saw what had just happened in his living room/kitchen. The whole place was covered in wrappers, empty plates, and used napkins like there was a thanksgiving feast. It also reeked as he lived in a dumpster behind a taco restaurant, almost making Arthur gag. On that couch, the one couch Arthur has loved and always sat in, a red lizalfos with an eye patch and a potbelly, sits on that couch. In his hand was a half-eaten cheeseburger, messily dripping grease on the couch and the floor. “Magma!?” Arthur shouts in anger, dropping his things and stomping his way over to the fat lizalfos. Magna is Arthur’s roommate. He was the kind of guy who didn’t give a crap about everything in the world, including Arthur too. Just before Arthur left for work, he just spent the early morning cleaning up the place so he could come home peacefully. Magma must have wrecked it by eating all of their food and fattening himself up since he had a six-pack the last time Arthur saw him.
As he got over to the couch that the lizalfos were sitting on, he didn’t even jump or look scared. In fact, he was just the opposite. Magma looks at Arthur, gleaming at him. “Yeah, you need something?” He says, not even bothering why he was angry.
Arthur couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His own roommate was so rude to him. “Look at the place!” He said, moving his hand all over the place to show Magma why he was angry. “It’s trashed!”
“So…..” He said before taking another bite in his cheeseburger. “You can just clean it up again.” Magma didn’t care if the place was trashed or clean, he eats whenever he wants. Arthur lividly growls at him like the canine creature he is, showing him his sharp teeth and eyes of fury. “By the way, you’re in the way. I’m watching TV.” He pushes Arthur to the side before leaning back and eating his cheeseburger. The TV shows what looks like a drama or a comedy show. Arthur doesn’t know what the show was but he was too angry to even care about it.
Arthur is someone who hates disrespectful people or those who don’t listen to him. It just gets his gears all grinded up and starts tearing everything up. His fists were clenched like he was about to punch him in the back of the head and start a fight. “You are the worst person in this world, besides my boss, who has existed in this world! I would rather run through a field of landmines than to have you as my roommate one more day!” He screeches at him.
“I’m sorry? Did you say you were gonna get a soda for me?” He says, not even turning his head over to Arthur. “I would love that, thanks.” He does that hand gesture that says to shoo.
Arthur’s face turns boiling red, full of rage and hatred. He looked like he was about to turn into the same color as Magma. As he let all of his anger out, an idea came into his mind. His anger then turns into a smirk, a suspicious one. “Sure, I’ll get a soda for you.” He walks into the kitchen and pulls out a two-liter bottle of soda and a glass cup from the cabinets. Before he makes the glass of soda, he also goes into the bathroom. There was a medicine cabinet for when you have allergy problems or need a bandage. Arthur takes out a medication box, one that’s used for digestion problems. He reads the box carefully to study, not only to know what the medicine does but also to discover what side effects are. Arthur reads it slowly, getting the answer he needs when one of the effects is uncontrollable gas. He knows this because a friend of his uses this kind of medication and told him what would happen if a person ingests the entire set. With an evil smile on his face, he goes back into the kitchen, placing the box down before making that soda with ice cubes in it.
Meanwhile, Magma grunts and rubs his gut. It rumbles and growls, forcing him to belch and groan. “Hey! When is my soda gonna be here!?” He shouts from across the room.
For Arthur, he doesn’t lose his temper like always, but he says it in a calm tone, knowing that his plan will work. “I’m coming, just give me a moment.” Magma doesn’t take that into account that something could be up for him. He just sits there and watches more of that TV show. Arthur opens the medication box and pours all of the pills in there before using a spoon to carefully stir it up until all of it dissolves in the drink. He then lets out this silent chuckle like an insane person. Arthur walks back to the living room, putting the spiked glass of soda on the nightstand that’s right next to the couch. “Here’s your soda.”
Magma looks over at the drink. To him, it was just a normal glass. “Ha. It’s the first time you weren’t so useless.” Said the guy who’s unemployed and is a couch potato. Inside, Arthur was overfilled with anger and yet still keeps his cool until the time has come. Magma picks up the drink and sniffs it. “Eh, I could have preferred the other kind but this will do.” He sips and swallows it.
That’s when Arthur smiles, greatly enjoying that he will get his revenge soon. Magma takes even bigger gulps of the drink, tipping it upwards and chugging it. A minute later, the glass was just nothing but half-melted ice cubes. Magma puts down the cup back on the nightstand and makes another mean belch. “So...how was the soda?”
Magma turns to Arthur, raising his eyebrow at him in confusion. It’s the first time the lycanroc asked him a question about what he eats or drinks. “Good, so what?” He scoffs and turns back around. With a smug grin, Arthur crosses his arms and waits until the disaster arrives. A few seconds later, his stomach starts growling violently, forcing the red lizalfos to groan in pain. “Ergh! W-what…..Nrgh!” He couldn’t speak clearly with the upset stomach and loud noises it was making. “I feel….bloated!” He puts his hands on his pot belly, hoping that it would be over.
That was a good sign for Arthur. In fact, they both hear what sounded like someone blowing air into a balloon. Magma felt that strange sensation that he was lighter. He looks down in shock to watch as his own belly expands. “Oh, would you look at that? I guess carbonated soda can make someone so gassy.” He jokes around as Magma panics. He pokes his own belly, feeling nothing but gas. He stands up quickly, which was a bad move since the drug inside reacts more with the soda.
“Make it stop! Now!” He commands like he was in charge. His belly was just the same size as an overinflated beach ball, and it doesn’t stop there. His whole body felt so light on him. His limbs, butt, chest, back, and even neck inflates with the air inside. He looked like a mini-parade balloon. “I….It won’t stop! What did you do to me!?”
“Teaching you a lesson, that’s what!” Arthur pushes Magma on the ground as the poor inflating lizalfos couldn’t get up. His limbs sink into his body until it is nothing but his fingers and toes in which they pop one at a time into balloon sausages. He whines and wiggles his bloated fingers and toes. His cheeks were too bloated to even speak well. “All of these months of torture, I finally can get my revenge!” Arthur rolls Magma around like a ball, playing with him. “With you out of the picture, I can finally have a somewhat peaceful life.”
“Mmpf! Mpfhh!” He muffles in anger, trying his best to let the air out of his body but fails. He could feel the pain of having a tight belly as it starts to creak, making him whine and moan in pain. “MMMMPHHHHH!”
“Oh yeah, it’s time.” He stops rolling the near-bursting lizalfos and quickly makes his way towards the kitchen, getting as far as possible from him. Once Arthur was out of the blast zone, he watches as tears start appearing around Magma’s body, air flowing out of them. And with one last groan from Magma, BAM! His body explodes and scraps of the rude lizalfos fall to the floor. Arthur takes a deep breath and cheers as he just burst his roommate. “Oh man, that felt so good.” He said, going into the closet to take out the broom and dustpan. While whistling a tune, Arthur picks up all of Magma’s scraps and puts them in the trash where he belonged for months as his roommate. “Now, time to find a new roommate.” Arthur enters his room and sits on the chair. On his desk was his computer in which he turns it on and searches for a website where he can find a new roommate. It didn’t matter which roommate he wanted because if they were just like Magma, he would just pop them like a balloon. In fact, he’ll give his boss a nice refreshing drink tomorrow as a way to say thank you for the months of torture. So he’ll make sure to buy a ton of that digestion medicine to help get rid of his enemies.
Category Story / Inflation
Species Reptilian (Other)
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 3 B
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