This is the final main pic and story for  Snozzy and  RockyTheProcy's Halloween Weight Gain Mystery Party!

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One Little Party Guest Thought He Had Won…


“Hey pops, take a look!” The red dragon motioned to King Koopa.

“Yeah, whaddya want ya spaghetti sauce-colored turncoat?” the large-shelled dragon snorted. The kid just wouldn’t listen to ANYTHING he had to say, and kept speaking in some stereotypical teen jargon, all about stuff about some ‘Murrica and protection and nonsense. He was a DRAGON! He should be feared, rule with an iron claw and CRUSH those mushroom munchers!

“Heh, looks like a gym. You COULD stand to do some exercise, big green.” The lithe American Dragon gave Koopa’s paunch a few pokes. The king batted the claw away.

“Whaaddya talking about? I’m as healthy as a yoshi, kid.” Koopa grimaced, crossing his muscled arms around his not quite hardened pecs.

“More like you ate a few yoshis, pops. Huh, what are those things? Golden Mushrooms?” The dragon pointed to a table with what seemed to have large metallic gold fungi scattered around.

“Gold Mushrooms? Outta da way red, Koopa’s gotta see this one fer himself.” King Koopa pushed Jake Long out of the way to see what the kid was pointing out. What he didn't see was the smirk on the American Dragon’s maw before slowly shutting the door to the EXTRA large gym.

The green turtle dragon licked his lips as he approached the table, passing various gym equipment, all built for people of a much larger size. Taking one of the golden mushrooms, the King took a sniff before tossing it into his maw, crunching it and letting out a belch.

“Bleh, tastes like health food…although it does have a sweet aftertaste…” the koopa conceded, waiting for an effect. A few seconds later when there was no apparent result, the green king shook his head.

“Blast it all. Thought I finally found a new way to turn those Mario bros into linguine.” King Koopa cursed as he grabbed a large weight, throwing it easily across the room.

“Huh?” Looking down at himself, the large dragon turtle realized the difference. He was stacked! His lighter undershell had hardened into a thick set of abs. His arms had grown thick with rippling muscle, his legs coursing with power.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about!” Koopa smirked as he started flexing into the mirror. Unfortunately, a minute later he let loose another belch and his belly swelled back out, even further than before, forming quite a gut as loads of calories were converted straight to fat.

“Wahhh, what happened? First I was beefcake, now I’m more like some poundcake.” Koopa picked up his belly and let it fall before looking at the mushrooms. Perhaps he needed more.

“Ugh, I feel like an over-stuffed ravioli. Maybe two this time.” Koopa grabbed two more of the metallic mushrooms and downed them, turning back to the mirror.

Once more his flabby midsection firmed up as his body expanded with new muscle. His height seemed to increase this time as well to accommodate the new meat the koopa was accumulating. His thick biceps were toned, ripped with vascular power.

“Ha! I could crush those pesky plumbers like olives with these thighs!” Koopa grinned as he started using a weight machine. He realized soon enough, though, that he could only pick up half the weight, already huffing and puffing as his muscles began to feel a bit softer.

“Not again…I need even more!” This time, before all his muscle could once more be converted to lard, Koopa grabbed five more mushrooms.

Downing them as fast as he could, the dragon turle felt power rip through him once more. His height increased another foot as more muscle piled onto his masculine form. He couldn’t even see over his massive chest now as he went back to the weight machine. He was actually able to lift all of the weights now, though it did offer a bit of effort.

“HA, forget Koopzilla. I’ll be the Mighty Muscled King!” Koopa went back to flexing in the mirror, having to stand back a bit to show his new massive width and height.

As the massive dragon turtle let loose another belch though, his eyes widened.

“Uh-URRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!” His hard undershell suddenly exploded into a soft flabby belly that hit the tops of his toes. The rest of his body was still hard as a rock, but his massive gut settled like a small inflatable pool.

“Great, I look like someone over-stuffed a cannoli.” Hefting up his mighty gut, the muscled Koopa waddled himself over to the table once more. His height seemed to be shrinking down as more muscle converted to pure flab, making his progress much slower. Breathing hard, the King set himself to work as he quickly devoured ten more mushrooms. They did seem to last longer each time, he tried to reassure himself. One of these times the mushroom’s effects had to stay permanent.

This time though, the massive King Koopa grew a staggering five feet taller as pounds upon pounds of muscle returned to his form. The fat quickly receded to a super taut eight pack and he actually began to have a bit of a difficulty moving with all this new muscle. But he was reassured when he moved back to the weight machine and was able to lift the entire contraption.

“HA! I could squash those Plumber one handed now! Crush them into spaghetti sauce!” The massive koopa slammed a fist into his chest. Sure, he couldn’t move all that quickly anymore, but he had more power than anyone in the Mushroom Kingdom.

Maniacal plans were already forming in his mind. The koopa mused as his massive claw rested upon his beer belly. Sure, he’d have to re-outfit his castle to fit his new bigger form, but hey, once he took over everything, price wouldn’t be the issue.

Patting his large belly, Koopa continued to devise new insidious plans. No, he wouldn’t kill the plumbers right away. Oh no, he’d have to do something better, meaner for all the humiliation they put him through! His fist pounded the table, leaving quite the dent from his muscular but slightly pudgy fists.

“Wait…something’s not right…URRRRRRRRRRP! Oh no.” Looking down, his form was once more expanding. His massive rear took over as it looked like two large balls of pizza dough expanding quickly, both cheeks wobbling and bouncing like gelatin.

The King was glad he didn’t stray far from the table this time because he was already too large to move. His height was dwindling back to normal as his weight continued to escalate more and more.

He couldn’t hold back now. The muscle held much longer this time as he decided to stuff himself with the rest of the golden mushrooms. Each bite brought back that rush of power. Each pound of fat disintegrated before raw, titanium-hard pillars of muscle. Finally consuming the very last mushroom, King Koopa felt his horns barely touch the top of the room. Now over twenty feet tall, Koopa was a muscular monster.

“Oh yeah, now that’s what I call power!” The dragon turtle roared. How was he going to exit the room though? The door was too tiny.

“Ha! What am I thinking? I can make a door!” Koopa grinned as he easily ripped through the back wall…and entered a massive buffet room where he towered over all the guests, each one fatter then the next.

“HA, look at you losers! Looks like I win!” The massive king put his barrel-sized arms on his thick, meaty waist.

“Mate, you might wanna rephrase that.” An over-stuffed rabbit commented from the back of the room, crumbs of carrot cake surrounding his muzzle.

“Huh?” Looking down, King Koopa saw his belly start to soften.

“Oh no.” His irises shrank to the size of pinpricks as he let out a room-shaking belch. Almost instantaneously, all his easily gained muscle converted straight back fat, his height shrinking as it felt himself falling. Fortunately, it was like falling into an inflatable bounce house, which was a better alternative until he realized the inflatable bounce house was him

When all was said and done, King Koopa was completely unrecognizable except for the hard spiked shell sitting on the back of tons of lard. His arms and legs were completely encased in fat, and not even his thick tube-like claws could show where they once resided. His face and muzzle was also consumed by avast amount of lard as they rested at the top of the blobby body, his crown still somehow humorously stuck on his reptilian head.

“Gah, I’m like some oversized meatball!” King Koopa tried to flail, causing nothing but ripples to bounce over his massive blobby form.

“ENOUGH of those fricken pasta puns you overgrown galoot! I’m sick of puns…” The large double doors serving as the entrance to the buffet opened as three figures walked in. The voice had came from a short but stocky tanuki with a chunky belly and…ahem… large endowments. Wearing nothing but a blue vest and straw hat, his piercing, glowing blue eyes caught everyone’s attention.

Flaking him to one side floated a very corpulent spectral entity. Crossing his thick and ponderous purple arms, the ghost gave a dark grin as his tubby form hovered there ominously.

The 'party guests' all recognized Jake Long, though, who leaned against the doorway, an uncharacteristic and sadistic grin on his maw.

“Thank you fatties for all enjoying our Halloween game, ya mooks! You each got exactly what was coming to ya!” The tanooki heard the red digimon cheer in response, which caused his eye to twitch.

“Well most of yas, anyways. But we do have our winner here, but it wouldn’t be Halloween without one…last…trick…” The three smiled.

…But The Power Faded And Then There Was One

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