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"Wh-What just happened..." Lupo grunted past strained breaths, his voice rumbling from a throat buried beneath rings of fat, "Why can't I move?!"
Panic and realization both set in at the same time, chasing and amplifying one another in a vicious cycle. The halfyeen could feel his heart racing faster and faster, painfully fast as it strained to pump blood and adrenaline through his suddenly enormous body. As he gasped and sputtered in an attempt to regain control, he could feel the slime splattered over his doughy cheeks slithering through his fur, oozing across his plump lips and slithering into his open maw. It seemed even the last fattening dregs wouldn't be left out of Lupo's ten-ton meal.
"Well, well, so this is what the adventurer most dreads, deep down inside his heart..." A burbling voice laughed from somewhere deep inside, perhaps the lower intestine, perhaps that supposedly invulnerable stomach of his, "That one day, you'll bite off more than you can chew..."
That woman, the strange host of this nightmare realm was inside of him, filling him up like a balloon until he couldn't even move his head, until he could barely even breath...
Lupo winced as his guts churned, something writhing painfully hard inside them. He needed to get out of here, escape from this dream world now before this already wretched situation got any worse, he had to find some way to...
"You're probably thinking all you need to do now is to wake up, right?", the voice purred, "That might be enough to escape me, for now, but not enough to escape my power... Even now, your body surely swells in the waking world in sympathy with this subconscious form..."
A husky whimper slipped past Lupo's fat lips as the last drops of pink sludge wriggled past them. If what she'd said were actually true, then things were even worse off than he'd thought... Maybe if he played along with her game...
"Maybe if you be a good mutt I'll let you go, Lupo?" The voice inside him laughed again, and the horribly engorged hero barked as he felt sharp claws caressing something vital deep inside his body, " Perhaps... You scratch my back, I scratch yours..."
Totally real screencap from the long-forgotten show Lair of the Lipomancer.
I found out that last Sunday was blob day, apparently, so I drew up this fat face, based quite a bit on my earlier picture of Vegito here:
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/60338014/
Panic and realization both set in at the same time, chasing and amplifying one another in a vicious cycle. The halfyeen could feel his heart racing faster and faster, painfully fast as it strained to pump blood and adrenaline through his suddenly enormous body. As he gasped and sputtered in an attempt to regain control, he could feel the slime splattered over his doughy cheeks slithering through his fur, oozing across his plump lips and slithering into his open maw. It seemed even the last fattening dregs wouldn't be left out of Lupo's ten-ton meal.
"Well, well, so this is what the adventurer most dreads, deep down inside his heart..." A burbling voice laughed from somewhere deep inside, perhaps the lower intestine, perhaps that supposedly invulnerable stomach of his, "That one day, you'll bite off more than you can chew..."
That woman, the strange host of this nightmare realm was inside of him, filling him up like a balloon until he couldn't even move his head, until he could barely even breath...
Lupo winced as his guts churned, something writhing painfully hard inside them. He needed to get out of here, escape from this dream world now before this already wretched situation got any worse, he had to find some way to...
"You're probably thinking all you need to do now is to wake up, right?", the voice purred, "That might be enough to escape me, for now, but not enough to escape my power... Even now, your body surely swells in the waking world in sympathy with this subconscious form..."
A husky whimper slipped past Lupo's fat lips as the last drops of pink sludge wriggled past them. If what she'd said were actually true, then things were even worse off than he'd thought... Maybe if he played along with her game...
"Maybe if you be a good mutt I'll let you go, Lupo?" The voice inside him laughed again, and the horribly engorged hero barked as he felt sharp claws caressing something vital deep inside his body, " Perhaps... You scratch my back, I scratch yours..."
Totally real screencap from the long-forgotten show Lair of the Lipomancer.
I found out that last Sunday was blob day, apparently, so I drew up this fat face, based quite a bit on my earlier picture of Vegito here:
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/60338014/
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Hybrid Species
Size 1700 x 995px
File Size 2.06 MB
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