Mr. Shark's Big Break- Part 2 (Patreon)

Show business agrees with Mr. Shark, it seems! Perhaps a little too much, however...

Enjoy, folks!

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Mr. Shark hadn't felt this giddy in a long time. With the haul he was bringing home from his push pop gig, it felt like the bad, good old days, like he had just made off on a heist all on his own. He was balancing several boxes of push-pops in his arms and against his torso as he lumbered into the loft, taking up most of the freezer space to store all the push-pops.

"Oooh!" Mr. Snake slithered over instantly to Shark's side. "It's about time this commercial gig you've been doing pays off! What's my cut?"

"No!" Mr. Shark slapped Mr. Snake's tail away as it reached up to curl around one of the push-pops. "This isn't my pay, this is still work."

"What?" Mr. Snake looked back at the stacks of boxes. "There's gotta be hundreds of push-pops in there, what're you going to do with them that counts as work?"

"Uhm, duh, Snake- I'm going to taste all of them. Those boxes hold every flavor and variation of push-pops Icy Cool makes. I'm going to taste all of them so I can get into character- it's research."

"Research?" Snake scoffed incredulously. "You're a commercial actor! All you gotta do is read a script!"

"It's called 'method acting,' you wouldn't get it," Mr. Shark said airily, waving Snake off as he grabbed a dozen push-pops for himself. He popped one in his mouth, taking notes on the flavor, but then, he stopped- he bumped into the table, only he thought he was a good foot or so clear of it. Mr. Shark looked down- well, he had been eating a lot of push-pops lately.

His already thick and solid build had started to balloon. His shirts were effectively tube tops, now, as his belly had rounded out considerably into a giant beachball-shaped mass that bounced with each step. The rest of his body had grown as well; he could feel how much heavier his legs were- he had to get his pants resized twice already- and his face had grown considerably rounder and softer as well. Still- it was part of his job, right? The people at the marketing firm said they wanted him to be more approachable- being softer, rounder, and cuddlier should do the trick, right? Right. He went back to his push-pop, though Mr. Shark did make notes to maybe talk to Wolf about getting some exercise in later…