(Note: The mini-story here is VERY teasing and bullying-oriented and is just a little meaner than my normal ones, if you don't like that you should probably skip this one >w>)

It seems as though nowhere was truly safe in this factory, whether it was a giant rabbit exploding out of the upper levels, or a near-spherical purple cat puffkissing you into a coma...~
Though the prisons were never really "safe" persay, they became FAR more dangerous for a toy to wander down to as of late, though not in the way they originally were...~

"Nightmare Critters come to play, to GAS YOU UP in every way!!~ HEHEHEHEHE!!~"
A cacophonous harmony rang out as the Nightmare Critters sang a modified version of their pre-existing jingle right before a BLAST of gas erupted from their rears!
Unlike the Smiling Critters whom had mostly become separate save for small niches, the Nightmare Critters had stuck VERY closely together, so when the time come for a shift from "blood-soaked survival" to "get as huge as possible", they had quite the devilish idea~ Filling eachother with a mix of each's gas to create a smoggy green concoction they could readily release into anyone they wanted, turning them from whatever toy they used to be into a sentient whoopie cushion, and they had found just the victims they wanted~

A group of near-mint condition Smiling Critters, a full set for each of them, and as soon as they were caught and dragged back to the cell blocks, the REAL fun could begin~
"Gosh, you're such a dweeb, I hope all this smog is giving you "sweet dreams"~"
Baba Chops teased the Catnap she was blasting ass into as she continuously slammed herself against his bloated facecheeks between blasts, the normally relaxed critter was wide-eyed and staring straight down at their captor, watching their hands and other features swell, looking at the rest of their group, they knew full well what was awaiting them~

"Mmmhhh...man, I'm beat! Mind if I pass out here in a second?~ Hope you don't explode while I'm out~"
Allister Gator said, nestling in deeper and making sure to press in as far as possible before unleashing more gas into Dogday, it seemed to just be his lot in life to be filled with gas of some kind, whether it come from the front or the back. and he had to admit he was starting to like it~

"Y'know, I'm kinda glad we can't smell anything, yknow, bein' toys and all. This is what, Bubblegum, Anise, Sandalwood, Firewood...what else...you still sentient back there?~"
Despite the comment, she was very much still fully aware. If the indescribable sensation of having every single piece of your body inflated with farts wasn't making it hard to think for Hoppy Hopscotch, hearing Touille ramble on and on about everything and nothing all at once certainly would, though Hoppy had to admit it wasn't unpleasant in the slightest~

"You're totally loving this, aren't you? You like my BUTT TASTE huh?~ You like FEASTING ON FARTS, fatty?~ I'm gonna tell EVERYBODY I know what you like!~"
Being by far the biggest, you'd think Rabie Baby was being the biggest, meanest, and gassiest...she certainly was two of those things at the very least!
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In reality Picky Piggy was just loving EVERY second of this, the sensation of being filled was INSANELY addicting, to the point where before long he was actively CRAVING more, making him quite the BLIMP in the process, though with how engorged all their features already were, it'd likely be only a matter of time before the other critters reach his size~
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and hopefully with it, reach his level of gassed up, crazy obsession~<3

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Considering I made an uber puffkiss-oriented Smiling Critters pic back when Chapter 3 came out, I figured that it'd only be suitable to do a spiritual successor focusing on the other end now that Chapter 4 is out!
Anyway, I hope you enjoy!~