Lazy couch potato dogs playing video games wearing white tank tops and blue and red underpants.

One day at their house...

Spike: Hmm, what to do?

Exile: I’m feeling bored. Again.

Spike: Yeah, me too.

Exile: Shall we play some video games again?

Spike: Super Smash Bros?

Exile: Yes. After that, let’s play Team Fortress 2. Let’s also get some junk food as well. Can’t play games on an empty stomach after all.

Spike: Those sound like great game choices! And the food sounds good too.

When they got everything set…

Spike: Ok, we're all set.

Exile: Ready to play and eat Spike?

Spike: Yes I am Exile.

They began to play games and eat junk food.

Exile: This is so fun!

Spike: It sure is!

Several days later…

Exile and Spike have been gaining weight again and are now seen with white tank tops and blue and red underpants.

Exile: We almost got the cart to the last checkpoint.

Spike: That's great.

They managed to beat the game.

Exile: YES!!!! WE WON!!!! GIVE ME HIGH FIVE SPIKE.

They both high-fived each other.

Spike: Oh yeah, we won!

Exile and Spike then noticed that they both gained lots of weight.

Spike: Oh man, we're prey huge now.

Exile: We sure have. How long have we been playing and eating?

Spike: It feels like we were playing and eating for days.

Exile: Looks like it. They struggled to get up and managed to get on their feet. Mother Russia, I’m so big! I can‘t see my feet anymore!

Spike: Yikes! And so am I!

Spike noticed he couldn’t see his feet as well because of his big belly.

Spike: And I can't see my feet either!

Exile: At least we can still move.

Spike: Yeah, that's true.

Exile: I wonder if I can at least reach my toes. *bends down to touch his toes*

Spike tried the same thing.

Spike: I'm trying.

They both heard tears from their underpants.

Exile: Uh oh. That noise can’t be good.

Spike: Oh no, it can't be...

They noticed that their underpants ripped exposing their butts.

Exile: Oh no. My butt is showing.

Spike: So is mine *blushes to the point his face is completely red*

Exile: Good thing we have another pair of durable underpants.

Exile: However, I feel like not wearing any pants. Not right now anyway.Spike, what about you? Do you wanna get our spare underpants on or not?

Spike: Uh, not.

Exile: My thoughts exactly. Come on, let’s go to our room.

Spike: Ok, good.

Exile and Spike got to their room.

Exile: At least our white tank tops still fit us.

Exile sees his and Spike’s big bellies showing.

Spike: Yeah, that's true, hehe.

Exile and Spike sat down on their bed.

Spike: And now we can be nice and comfy on our bed.

Exile: Hm hmm. We need to work all this fat off.

Spike: I think you're right.

Just then, their bed legs broke and the two fat dogs fell down with the bed.

Exile: Oof!

Spike: There goes the bed...

Exile: Ah well, it was bound to happen soon.

Spike: Yeah, I guess.

Exile: So Spike, shall we go to sleep? We haven’t slept in days. *yawns*

Spike: Yeah, that's for the best. *yawns*

Exile: Good night Spike. I love you. *kisses and hugs Spike and falls asleep*

Spike: Good night Exile. I love you too *kisses and hugs Exile, then falls asleep*

The end

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