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Marshmallow'd

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Hyper wasn't usually prone to eating sprees, but sometimes he couldn't help himself. For example, the time he tried that new peanut butter brand and got hooked. Now, something similar was happening even if Hypr himself didn't realize it yet. If you looked at him now, you wouldn't believe that 1 week ago he was almost what you would call under-weight! He hadn't bothered buying new clothes, and none of his shirts properly covered his stomach. His white furred belly bulged out from under his shirt and over the front of his pants, and just by looking at it you could tell it would be soft and squishy to the touch. His face showed the effects as well, his cheeks bulging out almost comically, and he had at least 4 chins merging to his chest. His pants no longer fit, but since his gut was practically bursting outwards he had stopped buttoning his pants. It was uncomfortably tight if he did, and even if he didn't no one could see past his fat. Still, you'd have to be blind to not notice from the rear his pants barely fit. Feeling how tight those pants were on him reminded Hypr of how much he'd ballooned.

It started in the super market a week ago when he had bumped into Frank. Even as fat as Hypr was now, Frank was the raccoon that was known throughout the whole town for being friendly, and not being able to help but take up 2 movie theater seats. Heck, he was wider then the shopping cart full of food he was pushing when Hypr saw him. Frank remembered him from the peanut butter addiction he had awhile ago, and recalled with interest the blob of fat Hypr had become. Hypr waved at him, smiling as he thought to himself, "man, is he going to eat all that by himself?"

"Hey Frank, it's been awhile!"

"I know, I've just been out of town for awhile. Had any more fiascos like that peanut butter one recently?"

"Nah, I've been playing it safe with brands of food I've never heard of before. That was actually pretty fun, but I have to work occasionally. I can't afford to do that every week!"

Frank shrugged, and his fat masked face smiled at him, "I see your point. Still, I thought it wouldn't hurt to ask. Me, I've picked up the habit of snacking on these now."

With that, he reached down into the mountain of food that was his groceries and pulled out a bag of marshmallows. They were in a big blue plastic bag, with their brand name, "FLUFF-O MARSHMALLOWS", written in big letters with a puffy text motif. The title was pretty accurate, because there were some clear parts of the plastic bag that Hypr could see through, and he could see some of the fluffiest looking marshmallows he'd ever seen! They were almost tiny pillows! Without realizing it for a moment, Hypr started drooling just a tiny bit. He quickly, and he hoped unobtrusivly, wiped it away. Just looking at those made him think about how good they must taste, so he asked Frank which isle they were in. Frank's smile got little wider, and pointed to it with one of his big fat paws. Hypr did a quick U-turn with his shopping cart, and went to the isle that Frank had pointed to. It wasn't hard to find, there was a promotional sign sitting right next to the isle, so Hypr wheeled his cart up to it.

When he got there, his jaw dropped in amazement. The isle was almost completely dedicated to Fluff-O's! The reason he'd probably missed it was that it was pretty new, and Hypr didn't usually shop in junk food department. Still, he couldn't ignore it now. His eyes wandered over the rows and rows of different sized bags, from snack size to regular size, to about the size of a bag of cement! There were a fair amount of people in this row, and Hypr had to squeeze past so he could nab a normal sized bag and put it in his cart. He decided he was finished shopping after that, and went to the checkout lane. After he had paid, the cashier (a young teenage ferret girl) handed him a card with the Fluff-O brand name on it. "That particular brand has a point system, each bag of marshmallows you buy adds points to your card, and if you get enough points you'll get a special treat." She said the lines in a bored monotone voice, and it was clear to Hypr that she had said the same thing to many other customers. Hypr didn't particularly plan on earning a boatload of points, but he accepted the card anyway and drove home.

Once he arrived, he opened the bag and pulled out one marshmallow. It was super soft, and when he squeezed it it almost immedeatly went back to it's original shape. He put it in his mouth, and the instant he did he felt like he was in bliss. It was almost the perfect marshmallow taste, and as he chewed it it's sweet juices flowed over his tounge and down his throat. It was over all too soon though, and his stomach gurgled as if the say it wanted more. In rapid succession he shoved a few more in his mouth and rubbed his stomach as it gurgled louder. All too soon the bag was empty. He craved more instantly, but he calmed himself. He reached down to his stomach, and to him it just seemed a little rounder. He frowned, and decided he should eat them slower. The next day however, he couldn't help but buy 2 bags of the marshmallows and finish them both off as soon as he got home. This time the bulge in his stomach was even more pronounced, and he felt a little heavier all over. He checked his weight and was surprised to find he had gained 15 pounds! Yet it was even harder to resist the urge to just run out and buy more marshamllows, but soon he wouldn't have to.

After the week had past and we find him as we started, a chubby feline with clothes that didn't fit. However, the next day when he went to the same store for roughly the 10th time, something would change. He came up to the cash register, and the cashier took his card. (This time it was an middle-aged male fox) "Oh hey, it looks like you've gathered enough points for a prize! I'm not sure what it is, but if you'll just sign this and give us your address, you'll get your prize in the mail." Hypr was wary for just a second, but upon realizing it may be some free marshmallows, he gladly signed the paper. He went home, almost giddy with anticipation, and to try and make the waiting time go faster he finished every single bag he had bought that day. There was a noticable difference everytime he finished a bag now, at least half an inch was added to his waistline with each bag. Still, he had almost decided he liked it. He grinned as he rubbed his belly, and decided it was late enough to go to bed.

Little did he expect the surprise when he went downstairs the next morning in his pajamas. It left him drooling without being able to help himself, for he could see see the jumbo sized bags of Fluff-O's piled up, at least 20 of them in his living room. He didn't even stop to think what a normal person would, namely how those bags got in his living room overnight. With a leap befitting his former skinny self, he tore into one of the bags and stuffed his face. He swallowed them as fast he could, but no matter what he did he couldn't sate his hunger. He couldn't feel it just yet, but soon his stomach started straining against his pj's. His face bloated outwards, and his whole body swelled and strained against his clothes. For some reason he didn't care anymore, and he just gorged himself. More and more marshmallows went into his belly, and unbeknownst to him were almost immedeatly digested and turned into a unique form of fat. Fat that left him hungering until a certain limit was reached. A limit pretty far away, but he was gaining on it. Quickly, buttons on his shirt started strainning and bursting off. His stomach was swelling faster then the rest of him, and without even feeling the draft through his new lard his pants tore completely off. Still, this lard was different in yet another way. He would have noticed instantly had he not been so focused on eating, but this fat was very light, almost feathery in texture.

It also seemed to be dulling the color of his fur, fading the dark parts to a light gray, and his white belly and head fur to an ever cleaner white. Soon his body got rounder and rounder, as he stuffed more and more of the big fluffy marshmallows into his maw he practically ballooned outwards. His torso was seeing the most swelling, with the pajamas he was wearing almost completely stretched to shreds. His body was taking on a spherical shape, and puffing out all around. Soon his face almost looked like it had been inflated, and his hands were almost the size of his face when it wasn't fat. His cheeks were the size of volley balls, and his chins almost merged seamlessly with his chest. He was now struggling to reach the bags, for though his new fat wasn't that heavy, it was getting in the way of his movement. His short, tree-trunk thick legs could barely reach the ground. However, there were only a few bags left, and he struggled over to them.

Quickly he opened them up with his teeth and just stuck his face in the bag with his eyes closed and shoved them into his face. All too quickly, the bags were empty, and suddenly he wasn't hungry. He was practically a marchmallow himself now, round, grey, and with short stubby legs. Even his tail had been swollen, even though most of it had been sucked inbetween his massive cheeks. Hypr's waistline was almost 12 feet around. And with an effort he rolled himself off of his belly and onto his feet. Had it been normal fat weighing him down, he wouldn't have even been able to roll over. Now that he had a moment to realize his position, he felt really awkward. He was just thinking how lucky he was that there was no one here to see him, when there was a knock at his door! Hypr blushed immensely, and attempted to walk away. He tried to say something, but his mouth was too fattened for any normal speech. When the door opened, he was mixed with a feeling of indignation that someone was in his house without his permission, and embarassment that someone might see him, but the voice that called out stopped him dead.

"Hey Hypr, like the marshmallows?" Surprisingly, or not so surprisingly, Frank strode into the room Hypr was in. He didn't seem surprised at all to see Hypr all fattened up and marshmallow colored. In fact he was smiling, and he walked over to Hypr and poked him in the belly. Hypr giggled a little, he could feel Frank's fat finger tickling him through his new belly fluff. "Let me explain;" he began, "remember when I said I was out of town for awhile? Well, now you know there's a reason for everything I do. I have some friends who are pretty scientifically inclined. They made those fattening marshmallows I introduced to you at the store, and had you bothered to look at the nutrient info on the packages you would have suspected something. Lucky for me you didn't! Still, there was another kind of them that didn't get released to the public, for obvious reasons. Namely, after you eat one and you see more of them, you can't help but eat them. The effect wears off after a few hours, but I didn't need that for you to start eating the ones in your living room! Oh yeah, there's also this special, industrial strength, brand I brought with me." With that, he pulled from behind his back a marshmallow that looked like any other, but he shoved it into Hypr's mouth! As Hypr chewed and swallowed it, Frank backed away saying "if it makes you feel any better, I tried some myself! I think you'll like the results...."

Almost instantly he felt a rumbling in his stomach. Suddenly, his whole body expanded outwards! His limbs got sucked inwards until there was nothing but his hands and feet visible, and his tail and head were both almost completely sucked in. His belly started dragging the ground as it bloated outwards, and soon it seemed it was the only thing growing. His feet and hands were at 45 degree angles from his body, and soon there were only dents to as evidence there were once extremities there. Rounder and bigger he grew, until he was taking up half the room. The bloating was slowing down now, and Hypr was glad because his head was almost lost in all the belly! He felt his rear knock over a kitchen table, and his side press up against a wall. He was afraid he might seriously injure his house, when all of a sudden the growth stopped. Hypr blinked, and could feel he stretched at least 15 feet in every direction. He felt a slight bump and felt what he thought was a hug, when he heard Frank. "Why, you may even make a better marshmallow then me! Then again I think they may have made that marshmallow a little stronger then the one they gave me.... Oh well, it just means you'll be like this awhile longer! Oh don't worry, it won't be too long. Soon you'll be small enough again to roll yourself around." With one last hug of Hypr's huge belly, he went out the door. "Well," thought Hypr, "I know never to accept food from Frank..." He felt how huge and soft and was, and decided "Well, almost never."
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