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Mr. Shark's promo gig is going great! That lifetime supply of push-pops, however, is spending a lifetime on his hips... Check out next week to see just how big he'll get!

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Mr. Wolf paced back and forth, hands behind his back. He was thinking hard, his brow furrowed as he muttered to himself.

Mr. Snake exchanged a look with Mr. Piranha. "So… we got a plan?"

Wolf held up his hand. "I don't know." He turned back to Snake. "How many push-pops did he eat in an hour?"

"I lost count after a hundred and three," Snake replied flatly.

"Woah." Piranha gasped. "Where is he keeping it all? We only got the one freezer!"

"Yeah, that's the point! Wolf, he's got a whole stash of push-pops somewhere and he's eating it all to go from Shark to Whale!"

As if on cue, the elevator to their loft creaked open, groaning like it was over capacity. It seemed like a solid, grey mattress was blocking the door- until all three of the Bad Guys realized it was Mr. Shark. His wall of a gut wobbled, and they could hear Shark's muffled grunts. Finally, a bloated fin stuck out, wedged against the reams of flab of his belly.

"Uh… guys? Anyone home? I could use a little help, here."

Mr. Wolf's jaw dropped. "That's a freight elevator! How'd he get stuck?"

Mr. Snake's only response was to give Mr. Wolf a dry, knowing look as all three rushed to Shark's side.

"We gotcha, big guy!" Wolf shouted, grabbing his fin with both hands while he placed one foot on the wall. "Just gonna try with one big pull… one! Two! Three!"

Wolf, Snake, and Piranha strained themselves, using all their strength until Shark popped free like a cork, but the sheer mass of their fellow Bad Guy knocked the other three back. They picked themselves up and got a good look at Shark beyond an amorphous grey blob. He had grown wider than he was tall, his belly dragging against the floor like an anchor. His flabby chest strained his shirt, and his fins and legs were caked in excess fat.

Mr. Wolf could only stare as Mr. Shark squirmed, causing his whole body to jiggle as he protectively held a new crate of push-pops close. "You, uh. You feelin' good, Shark?"

"Uh… yeah! Yeah, never better," he began waddling as fast as he could- which wasn't very fast at all, hoisting up part of his own gut just so it didn't drag along the floor. "Just, uh, got a new batch of push-pops to eat- test! Research. Method Acting. See you guys later!"

The other Bad Guys watched Mr. Shark squeeze into his room, bumping the door shut with his enormous rear. Wolf shook his head. "Okay, yeah. For his own good, we're finding his stash and stealing it."

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MuscleDragonWolf18

The only possible way to get rid of the stash is to probably consume it themselves so Mr Shark doesn’t eat them, but that will lead the Bad Guys into becoming the Flab Guys. Well we’ll see the finale next week

TheFirstBeliever

Good luck with that, guys. Make sure to divide them up evenly between you.