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This is the epilogue for 
Snozzy and 
RockyTheProcy's Halloween Weight Gain Mystery Party! With a special guest!
Do come here to enjoy the full picture and story! MAUAHAHHAH and have a Happy Halloween, we may see you again...NEXT YEAR!!!
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One Little Party Guest’s Deception Was Done…
Jake Long smiled. The deception was done, the day was won, and everyone actually did have a chance to win, they just never took it or they just got too caught up in their own failings to realize the charade. Walking forward, the image of the youthful dragon wobbled and faded, revealing the truth behind the façade.
From the footsteps of the dragon, a much more ursine character emerged. Pushing up his scarlet tinted glasses, the red haired panda put his thick, muscular arms uncomfortably around the tanuki and the spectral entity.
“Surprise! Bet you weren’t expecting that! I mean, besides, HAVE you seen Jake recently? He’s still like five hundred pounds because of this guy!” The red haired ursine grinned and pointed at the tanuki, who was currently giving him a dirty look.
The corpulent competitors eyed each other, not really in any surprise, but confusion.
“Oh right, you wouldn’t have known the dragon anyways. Well, that’s a bummer. Oh well, I’m sure the audience at home will be more then amply amused.” The large panda winked toward the viewers.
“Umm…who are you…you know what, nevermind…” Brock had long since learned not to ask questions. Not that the panda was any stranger then himself, but mainly out of fear that the panda would let loose some… really bad puns. “But yes, and now that you’ve all had a good meal, it’s time to send you guys home! Ta at, bozos!” There was almost an instant chorus of shouts, especially from the more bountiful contestants about changing them back, but with a snap of his fingers, the tanuki sent them all home.
A few of them just didn’t care. Guilmon, of course, was put on a diet, but he still thought he was a winner so In the end he just didn’t understand why he had to cut back. Dedede was a king, so no one dared to say anything about his new weight, besides, he’d slim down…eventually.
Foghorn actually took to the weight rather well, and considered a career in coop politics…unfortunately. Tails and Garrus, being the most lucky, depending upon your preference, were put on a intense diets and weight loss régimes, but were more interested on how exactly their changes occurred in such a short amount of time.
Even if he was the King, Koopa probably had the worst time of it since Kamek couldn’t find a way to magically slim him down, so the Maricopa and the koopalings had to keep him on a VERY strict diet. Sully was put on a similar regime, but until then he was very successful in bringing joy to children as an oversized plush bed, much to his embarrassment.
Bunnymund came back to Jack Frost, who fell over laughing at his new girth, but he did get his revenge when he had his Warrior Egg Golems roll him on top of the Winter Trickster guardian. Besides, he was quite content that his waist had made a heroic sacrifice, for the good of the children, of course.
As for Sly, well, it seemed while Murray put him on quite the exercise plan, Carmelita seemingly preferred the much softer thief. Other then being much more cuddly, it also meant that any thoughts of crime would have to…“weight” until the coon was back in fighting shape. And considering she always surprised him with high calorie Italian meals, that would take a while.
The three pranksters smiled at each other. The storm was clearing, morning was quickly approaching, and Halloween was at an end. Their plan had gone off without a hitch, and they all had fun enjoying seeing those guests fall prey to their own insecurities and faults.
“So, we should do this next year!” Brock grinned, smiling as he looked around the now quite empty, and messy, buffet room.
“Sure, I can’t…“bear” to “weight” though! Maybe we could do something sooner.” The Panda grinned as he watched pain flash through the raccoon dog’s chunky face.
“Ugh…su…suree… sometime soon…” The tanuki hesitantly raised his hand to shake the ursine’s paw. Mickey smiled and returned the shake.
“One last question. Since I did win the contest…” The panda’s free hand lowered his glasses as he gave a dark smirk toward the ghost and tanuki.
“I do get to pick what I win, don’t I?” His sinister glee caused Brock and Vaim to glance at each other, and gulp.
…For He HAD Won The Game, And Then There Were None
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And that's all there is! Thanks to everyone who voted! Like we said, I'm sure we'll be doin' this kinda thing again, sometime! Whether they like it or not...
And also do support me and
volkenfox's Illustrated Weight gain Story on Indiegogo featured here
Snozzy and 
RockyTheProcy's Halloween Weight Gain Mystery Party! With a special guest!Do come here to enjoy the full picture and story! MAUAHAHHAH and have a Happy Halloween, we may see you again...NEXT YEAR!!!
- - - - -
One Little Party Guest’s Deception Was Done…
Jake Long smiled. The deception was done, the day was won, and everyone actually did have a chance to win, they just never took it or they just got too caught up in their own failings to realize the charade. Walking forward, the image of the youthful dragon wobbled and faded, revealing the truth behind the façade.
From the footsteps of the dragon, a much more ursine character emerged. Pushing up his scarlet tinted glasses, the red haired panda put his thick, muscular arms uncomfortably around the tanuki and the spectral entity.
“Surprise! Bet you weren’t expecting that! I mean, besides, HAVE you seen Jake recently? He’s still like five hundred pounds because of this guy!” The red haired ursine grinned and pointed at the tanuki, who was currently giving him a dirty look.
The corpulent competitors eyed each other, not really in any surprise, but confusion.
“Oh right, you wouldn’t have known the dragon anyways. Well, that’s a bummer. Oh well, I’m sure the audience at home will be more then amply amused.” The large panda winked toward the viewers.
“Umm…who are you…you know what, nevermind…” Brock had long since learned not to ask questions. Not that the panda was any stranger then himself, but mainly out of fear that the panda would let loose some… really bad puns. “But yes, and now that you’ve all had a good meal, it’s time to send you guys home! Ta at, bozos!” There was almost an instant chorus of shouts, especially from the more bountiful contestants about changing them back, but with a snap of his fingers, the tanuki sent them all home.
A few of them just didn’t care. Guilmon, of course, was put on a diet, but he still thought he was a winner so In the end he just didn’t understand why he had to cut back. Dedede was a king, so no one dared to say anything about his new weight, besides, he’d slim down…eventually.
Foghorn actually took to the weight rather well, and considered a career in coop politics…unfortunately. Tails and Garrus, being the most lucky, depending upon your preference, were put on a intense diets and weight loss régimes, but were more interested on how exactly their changes occurred in such a short amount of time.
Even if he was the King, Koopa probably had the worst time of it since Kamek couldn’t find a way to magically slim him down, so the Maricopa and the koopalings had to keep him on a VERY strict diet. Sully was put on a similar regime, but until then he was very successful in bringing joy to children as an oversized plush bed, much to his embarrassment.
Bunnymund came back to Jack Frost, who fell over laughing at his new girth, but he did get his revenge when he had his Warrior Egg Golems roll him on top of the Winter Trickster guardian. Besides, he was quite content that his waist had made a heroic sacrifice, for the good of the children, of course.
As for Sly, well, it seemed while Murray put him on quite the exercise plan, Carmelita seemingly preferred the much softer thief. Other then being much more cuddly, it also meant that any thoughts of crime would have to…“weight” until the coon was back in fighting shape. And considering she always surprised him with high calorie Italian meals, that would take a while.
The three pranksters smiled at each other. The storm was clearing, morning was quickly approaching, and Halloween was at an end. Their plan had gone off without a hitch, and they all had fun enjoying seeing those guests fall prey to their own insecurities and faults.
“So, we should do this next year!” Brock grinned, smiling as he looked around the now quite empty, and messy, buffet room.
“Sure, I can’t…“bear” to “weight” though! Maybe we could do something sooner.” The Panda grinned as he watched pain flash through the raccoon dog’s chunky face.
“Ugh…su…suree… sometime soon…” The tanuki hesitantly raised his hand to shake the ursine’s paw. Mickey smiled and returned the shake.
“One last question. Since I did win the contest…” The panda’s free hand lowered his glasses as he gave a dark smirk toward the ghost and tanuki.
“I do get to pick what I win, don’t I?” His sinister glee caused Brock and Vaim to glance at each other, and gulp.
…For He HAD Won The Game, And Then There Were None
- - - - -
And that's all there is! Thanks to everyone who voted! Like we said, I'm sure we'll be doin' this kinda thing again, sometime! Whether they like it or not...
And also do support me and
volkenfox's Illustrated Weight gain Story on Indiegogo featured here
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