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Finally some thing new from me, feels good to be back at things again!
It was a late evening in the digital world, the once bustling city has fallen silent. Most Digimon are staying indoors now due to the spread of a new virus. All throughout the city a looping alert can be heard, advising those to watch for symptoms of the virus. Those being elevated appetite, increase in body mass, and increased laziness. Though two Digimon decided to ignore the proposed stay inside alert and have a day out.
Renamon had her hands behind her head as she walked next to her Guilmon friend. She looked about at the empty streets, “It’s pretty nice seeing the empty streets, means I don’t have to worry about being trampled.”
Guilmon on the other hand was a lot more nervous about being outside, “B-But Renamon… we shouldn’t be out here. You know what the warnings are saying…”
“Bah screw the warnings, I can finally have some peace and quiet while in the city. Now let’s pick up some snacks from the grocery store. We’ve been running out for days.” Renamon walks a bit ahead of Guilmon and turns around, “plus I bet no one will be around to stop us from taking anything to begin with.”
Guilmon just sighs, “Fine, but if we get infected because of you!”
She gives him a slight punch to his shoulder, “You worry too much, now come on.”
With a face palm from Guilmon he goes with. Before long, they head into the local grocery store. Exactly like Renamon said, it was a ghost town. Only a sign saying someone would be back in a few hours. She chuckled and grabbed a cart, throwing anything she could grab into the cart. Guilmon all the while just stayed by the entrance.
Though what Renamon doesn’t know is that the virus had spread into the air of the store. A soft haze had started to fill the store. Both of them were very much confused though slowly their thoughts went from concerned to hungry. Renamon started by chowing down on what she had thrown into her cart. First by downing a bag of chips, then some cookies, then some pizza. The haze also slowly expanded her frame, spreading some pounds around every inch of her body.
Guilmon was faring pretty much the same, the haze was add pounds to his own body. Though instead of going for anything in the store like Renamon, he aims for the bread aisle. Grabbing whole loaves and ripping through them, only leaving plastic wrapping on the ground.
The haze only continued to fill the store, clouding the twos thoughts farther as they continued to eat through the place. Each of their movements slowed besides their eating. With Guilmon, he had already feared through a quarter of the bread aisle. The plastic corpses of the loaves thrown everywhere and a couple resting on his own gut which had already started to touch the floor. To get around the slowing mobility, he grabbed every loaf he could and instead made a large pile of bread. Resting on his gut he hastily dug into the hoard of bread. Only furthering his mobility loss until it was gone.
Renamon was fairing about the same, her mobility had also drastically slowed down too. Though she still did her best slowly waddle around the store picking random items off the shelf and eating them. Though her mobility finally gave out in the candy aisle. Now all she could do was shove the sugary sweets into her maw. Furthering her size growth as she was then locked onto her behind.
The haze had begun to dissipate slowly as the two both finished off their isles of food. Guilmon could see Renamon even though he could barely see beyond his own fattened chest. Just barely able to see some jiggling yellow and white fluff. Guilmon let’s out a belch, which sends ripples through his aisle filling mass before letting Renamon know, “I told you, we would get hit by the virus.”
Renamon attempts to cross her arms, but they were far to engulfed in fat to be even moved, “Oh shut up you… you were the one eating the most out of us!”
“Oh yea? Who made the idea to go outside and not use the usable delivery services?” He tries to move some but just sends more ripples across his gut.
“Oh whatever blubber gut, I guess we are stuck here until either we get taken to the quarantine zone or someone brings more food.” She rolls her eyes as she looks around the best she could.
Guilmon lets out a sigh, “I’m hoping for food, I’m kinda hungry again…”
“Now that you mention it, I kinda am too.” Renamon looked up at her gut as it lets out a couple grumbles. “Let’s hope some arrive soon…”
The End...
It was a late evening in the digital world, the once bustling city has fallen silent. Most Digimon are staying indoors now due to the spread of a new virus. All throughout the city a looping alert can be heard, advising those to watch for symptoms of the virus. Those being elevated appetite, increase in body mass, and increased laziness. Though two Digimon decided to ignore the proposed stay inside alert and have a day out.
Renamon had her hands behind her head as she walked next to her Guilmon friend. She looked about at the empty streets, “It’s pretty nice seeing the empty streets, means I don’t have to worry about being trampled.”
Guilmon on the other hand was a lot more nervous about being outside, “B-But Renamon… we shouldn’t be out here. You know what the warnings are saying…”
“Bah screw the warnings, I can finally have some peace and quiet while in the city. Now let’s pick up some snacks from the grocery store. We’ve been running out for days.” Renamon walks a bit ahead of Guilmon and turns around, “plus I bet no one will be around to stop us from taking anything to begin with.”
Guilmon just sighs, “Fine, but if we get infected because of you!”
She gives him a slight punch to his shoulder, “You worry too much, now come on.”
With a face palm from Guilmon he goes with. Before long, they head into the local grocery store. Exactly like Renamon said, it was a ghost town. Only a sign saying someone would be back in a few hours. She chuckled and grabbed a cart, throwing anything she could grab into the cart. Guilmon all the while just stayed by the entrance.
Though what Renamon doesn’t know is that the virus had spread into the air of the store. A soft haze had started to fill the store. Both of them were very much confused though slowly their thoughts went from concerned to hungry. Renamon started by chowing down on what she had thrown into her cart. First by downing a bag of chips, then some cookies, then some pizza. The haze also slowly expanded her frame, spreading some pounds around every inch of her body.
Guilmon was faring pretty much the same, the haze was add pounds to his own body. Though instead of going for anything in the store like Renamon, he aims for the bread aisle. Grabbing whole loaves and ripping through them, only leaving plastic wrapping on the ground.
The haze only continued to fill the store, clouding the twos thoughts farther as they continued to eat through the place. Each of their movements slowed besides their eating. With Guilmon, he had already feared through a quarter of the bread aisle. The plastic corpses of the loaves thrown everywhere and a couple resting on his own gut which had already started to touch the floor. To get around the slowing mobility, he grabbed every loaf he could and instead made a large pile of bread. Resting on his gut he hastily dug into the hoard of bread. Only furthering his mobility loss until it was gone.
Renamon was fairing about the same, her mobility had also drastically slowed down too. Though she still did her best slowly waddle around the store picking random items off the shelf and eating them. Though her mobility finally gave out in the candy aisle. Now all she could do was shove the sugary sweets into her maw. Furthering her size growth as she was then locked onto her behind.
The haze had begun to dissipate slowly as the two both finished off their isles of food. Guilmon could see Renamon even though he could barely see beyond his own fattened chest. Just barely able to see some jiggling yellow and white fluff. Guilmon let’s out a belch, which sends ripples through his aisle filling mass before letting Renamon know, “I told you, we would get hit by the virus.”
Renamon attempts to cross her arms, but they were far to engulfed in fat to be even moved, “Oh shut up you… you were the one eating the most out of us!”
“Oh yea? Who made the idea to go outside and not use the usable delivery services?” He tries to move some but just sends more ripples across his gut.
“Oh whatever blubber gut, I guess we are stuck here until either we get taken to the quarantine zone or someone brings more food.” She rolls her eyes as she looks around the best she could.
Guilmon lets out a sigh, “I’m hoping for food, I’m kinda hungry again…”
“Now that you mention it, I kinda am too.” Renamon looked up at her gut as it lets out a couple grumbles. “Let’s hope some arrive soon…”
The End...
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