A story commission for  Cynical_Gage

When a group of food-based aliens invade the planet of Mobius, will Somic and the others have the stomach to stop them?

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“Nothing better than having a day where you can just kick off your shoes and laze about with friends and chili dogs,” Sonic sighed grabbing another one from the picnic spread. He was in a big meadow on the outskirts of the city with Tails and Knuckles who were just as relaxed as they helped themselves to some more snacks too.

“Yeah,” agreed Tails. “I needed a break from that project I was working on in my lab and we all needed a break from Eggman.”

“I’ll drink to that,” added Knuckles and he lifted up a soda and clinked the can with Sonic and Tails’s soda cans before chugging down half of the root beer inside. “Where’d you even come up with the idea to come all the way out here, just the three of us?”

“I actually got the idea from Amy,” he explained, licking the grease off his gloved fingers. “She was going on about having a picnic out here and some other stuff and I agreed it was a great idea so I rushed to get ready and called you guys.”

“Uh, Sonic,” Tails pointed out. “Uh, I think Amy wanted to have the picnic with you.”

“Are you kidding?” cried Sonic. “We’re having guy time. No girls allowed.”

“Heh,” joked Knuckles. “Or maybe you think she wanted to have a picnic just her and Sonic.”

“Uh, yeah, ridiculous,” replied Tails rolling his eyes. “Uh, pass me another sandwich?”

“Grilled cheese, meatball sub, chili dog, or cheesesteak?” asked Knuckles.

“Surprise me,” Tails answered and was given a meatball sub. Licking his chops, he took a big bite out of it and bit a meatball in half and got sauce all over his muzzle.

“Things have been going very smoothly as of late,” Knuckles commented. “I hope Eggman doesn’t show up to ruin things with another weird robot creation.”

“Not a chance,” Sonic said with confidence. “The last robot he made to destroy us, uh, what did he call it again?”

“The Razinator,” answered Tails already halfway through his sub and licked his muzzle clean due to the lack of napkins.

“Yeah, that,” chuckled Sonic as he recalled it. “It turned on him and shaved those wind breakers he calls a mustache clean off his face. When I got a look at him after that I couldn’t stop laughing. He looks even more ridiculous without his stache than he does with it, if you can believe that. Eggman might have actually been able to defeat me while I was incapacitated from laughing at him, but he turned tail and ran back to his base. Oh, I doubt he’ll show his face till he regrows it.”

“Guess we have an extended vacation, huh,” smiled Knuckles picking out a grilled cheese sandwich next. “Now we can pig out on junk food all we want!”


One pig out section later, the basket was overturned and empty. Crumpled napkins were littered about and covered in grease and other stains. Laying around it with stomachs stuffed tight, Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles reveled in that feeling of fullness and rubbing their guts. They didn’t exchange words with one another, but let the occasional belch attempting to outdo the others. When they found themselves unable to let out another belch they grabbed another can of soda, chugged it down to fill themselves up with more carbonated water, tossed the cans onto the pile with the rest and waited for another gas bubble to form.

“It’s starting to get a little late,” Tails said noticing the sun was starting to set. “Might be time that we headed for home.”

“Mmph,” groaned Knuckles trying to sit up. “Maybe I shouldn’t have eaten so much. I’m stuffed but good.”

“Me too,” groaned Sonic rubbing his solid stomach. “I’m so full I’m even starting to hallucinate. It looks like a giant pizza, chocolate bar, and marshmallow are headed straight for us.”

“That is weird,” stated Tails turning to face the same direction Sonic was. He rubbed his eyes and took another look. “I see them too.”

“Heh,” chuckled Knuckles. “I see them too. We’re all hallucinating the same thing.”

“Actually, we might not be,” replied Sonic. “That pizza smells just like a meat lover’s. I think they’re real!”

“It can’t be,” stated Knuckles as the three of them struggled to get to their feet and observe the food approach them. “We’ve seen a lot of strange things over the years, but nothing this strange.”

“Haha!” laughed the pizza. “There were some targets here. Time to fulfill our directive.”

“Maybe we’re dreaming,” suggested Tails. “Cause it just sounded like that pizza was talking.”

“Time to begin feeding,” the chocolate bar added. “I’ll take the fox. Marshmallow, you take the echidna and pizza, you stuff the hedgehog.”

“Did they say feed us?” laughed Knuckles. “What? Are they just gonna stuff themselves down our throats?” Knuckles continued to laugh and the marshmallow took the opportunity to do just that as it started forcing itself into his maw and down his throat.

“Yum! Yum! Eat me up!” it sang while it force fed itself to Knuckles nearly choking him in the process.

Biting down, Knuckles managed to stop the marshmallow from stuffing him more and swallowed what remained in his maw so he could freely draw breath. Quickly he backed away to make some distance from it and Sonic and Tails did the same against their respective opponents. “Ugh,” he groaned. “And I thought I was stuffed before.”

“No room for doubt now,” Tails said. “They’re real and they are trying to stuff us.”

“So much for our time off,” belched Sonic. “So, are you some of Eggman’s latest creations?”

“We know not this Eggman,” the pizza answered. “We are the Manicalorians. We hail from the planet Eetusup home of the Vendor hive. You shall all be fed to busting and then your planet shall be conquered. Surrender now and enjoy a tasty demise.”

“Are these guys for real?” asked Tails in disbelief at it all.

“I’ve got a gut full of marshmallow if you need more convincing,” groaned Knuckles rubbing his gut.

“If I had known snacks were going to be provided I’d have not bothered packing us a lunch,” mentioned Sonic. “Looks like we’ll have to fight them instead. Looks like the pizza is after me.”

“I think the marshmallow already picked me,” added Knuckles. “I wouldn’t mind trading though.” Sonic and Tails ignored his offer.

“It’s a shame I already ate. Who wouldn’t wish they made candy bars this big?” asked Tails. “Not that I’m complaining.”

“Open up and let us in!” demanded the Manicalorians as they attacked once more.

The pizza ran at Sonic, but even with an already full stomach he was much faster than it. Just as it was about to stuff itself into his maw, Sonic was already elsewhere in a flash. The pizza turned to pursue him once more, but Sonic instantly appeared somewhere else again. Sonic outsped him time and again till he was dizzy and exhausted and then Sonic went on the attack, rolling into a ball and picking up speed spinning. He then flew at the pizza and sliced through it like a pizza cutter splitting it up into eight pieces.

Swinging a wrench, Tails whacked the chocolate bar keeping it at bay and breaking it into chunks. “It’s times like this I wish I brought a flamethrower with me or at least a sledgehammer. I really need to get myself a better tool belt.”

“I’m surprised that you brought a wrench,” pointed out Knuckles as he pummeled the marshmallow with his fist. “I just use my fists. They are the only tools I need. That’s how I made my skateboard.”

“But you don’t have a skateboard,” Tails told him as he broke off the candy bar’s leg and made it lose its balance and fall.

“Turns out hitting things is good for breaking them, but not so much for putting them together,” he admitted. With one more strike he punched his fist right through the marshmallow.

“Breaking things are a lot more enjoyable anyway,” Sonic commented. “And looks like we’re done here.”

“Yeah, but they probably weren’t the only ones,” commented Tails. “We better get back to the city and see what’s going on. If this is really an invasion then we’ve got a real crisis on our hands.”

“Then let’s hurry,” agreed Sonic as he and Tails started heading back to town. “Hurry up, Knuckles!”

“I’m trying, but I’m stuck,” he groaned pulling and tugging his arm. “I can’t pull my arm out.”

“You can play with your food all you want,” it told him. “But you won’t be excused from the table until you clean your plate!” Once again it started stuffing itself into his maw.

“Knuckles!” cried Tails hurrying over to him, but Sonic stepped in front of him to block him. He pointed to the pizza as the slices got up and were now each making their way to Sonic, as were the chocolate bar chunks moving towards Tails. “Looks like these things won’t break as easily as Eggman’s robots.”

“Yum! Yum! Eat us up!” they chanted now sounding like a choir.

“We could keep breaking them down into smaller and smaller pieces,” Tails noted. “But that might not do any good either and even if we could break them down till they are too small to do anything that’d take too much time and effort.”

“Then what are we supposed to do?” asked Sonic keeping his hands over his maw. “At this rate, we might have no choice but to eat them.”

“A little late for me,” mumbled Knuckles as the marshmallow kept stuffing itself into him till at last it got every last bit down his throat. “Ugh… at least it’s over.”

“Are you okay?” Tails asked Knuckles. “It isn’t still moving around in your stomach is it?”

“No,” he belched. “Just feels like I could burst if I have to eat one more thing.”

“Then there might be a way to win after all,” Tails figured approaching the chocolate bar bits and grabbing one.

“Eat me! Eat me!” it demanded.

“What are you doing?” Sonic asked Tails and then watched him stuff the chocolate into his maw and munch it up and swallow it down. He gave his gut a pat then turned to Sonic.

“It looks like they become regular food once ingested,” he reported. “Looks like the only way we can beat them is to eat them.”

“But isn’t that what they want us to do?” asked Sonic.

“We don’t have any better way to stop them,” he pointed out. “Besides, I’d rather eat them than be force fed like Knuckles was.”

“Good point,” agreed Sonic and he grabbed the huge pizza slices and started to eat them two at a time while Tails worked on his chocolate eating it up till only a small chocolate fragment remained. “Saving that one for later?” Sonic rubbed his gut feeling achingly full. It bulged bigger than he ever seen it bulge before giving him a potbelly. The same was true for Knuckles and Tails and the thought of having to eat more was making his belly ache even more.

“I want to examine it in my lab to find out more about it,” he explained. “We are going to need to learn all we can about these things if we’re going to counterattack.”

“Mind if I just lay here?” asked Knuckles, but Sonic gave him a hand up.

“Nope,” smiled Sonic. “If we’re eating ten times our weight in junk food you are too. Kind of funny that a short while ago we were doing just that.”


“Any luck?” asked Sonic as he peered through the window of Tails’s lab at the chaos going on outside. The entire city was in a panic as Manicalorians were stuffing themselves into the populace filling their already near busting guts even more. Many of the Mobians were already so stuffed they couldn’t even move, but the food aliens were still trying to push past their lips and feed them till they finally popped. Seeing another citizen about to get stuffed to busting, Sonic raced to the door, unlocked it and raced out. He carried the helplessly well-fed citizens to safety before returning to the lab and locking the door once more. “I can’t keep rushing out there to save everyone. The running is no problem, but I’ll break my back trying to carry any more beached whales today. Shadow, Amy, and Cream are out there fighting too. Hopefully they are going to be able to give us a hand handling all this before everyone starts bursting from overeating.”

“I don’t even want to think about that,” shuddered Knuckles. “My stomach finally stopped aching. Don’t make me think that we could keep getting stuffed till that happens.”

“That’s strange,” commented Sonic rubbing his gut.

“It’s not just strange,” Knuckles replied. “It’s definitely quite a way to go. I mean, eating myself to death doesn’t sound like an unpleasant end, but I’d rather avoid doing that.”

“No, I mean I don’t feel stuffed anymore either,” he explained. “We ate all that and it’s barely been an hour and we don’t even looked stuff.”

“Just as I concluded,” Tails answered as he returned to report his findings to them. “And to answer your question earlier, Sonic, lots of luck.”

“That was fast,” commented Knuckles. “How’d you manage to get a chunk of choclate to spill its guts?”

“I asked it questions and it answered me,” Tails told him. “I did have to nibble it a bit as a trade off and ended up finishing it up, but I learned plenty. First off, these food creatures are a hive mind. They aren’t really alive, but are controlled by things called Vendors who create them. If we can stop them then that’ll stop the Manicalorians from feeding themselves to us. If we don’t then there will be no end to the eating till we’re defeated.”

“But we’re not stuffed anymore,” Knuckles said to Tails.

“That’s another thing I found out,” continued Tails. “I’m not stuffed either, but look.” He gave his gut a poke and showed that he had newly gained layer of pudge. Knuckles and Sonic did the same and saw they were a fair bit fatter too. “The Manicalorians are fast digesting once they haven’t been eaten. They turn into pure fat as another means of attack in the event the populace on the planet they are attacking attempt to use an eat and run tactic. They’ll just keep getting fatter and fatter till they are immobilized anyway.”

“Then the only means to end this is to defeat those Vendor things you mentioned?” asked Knuckles.

“Yes,” answered Tails. “More precisely, the leader, but that one is on their home planet, Eetusup. We’re going to have to bring the binge to him.”

“Then we had better get ready,” Sonic said. “Tails, get the ship ready. I’ll tell Shadow what we learned so our friends can keep up the fight here. If there’s this much alien food here then there’s probably some Vendors here too making more. If they can take them out that should at least help things out.”

“What should I do?” asked Knuckles.

“Get ready for all the fat jokes we’re going to start calling you, bubblebutt,” joked Sonic.

“I-it’s not that big,” cried Knuckles embarrassed and rubbing his rear.

“Not yet,” teased Sonic as he chuckled and picked up the phone.


“Ugh,” cried Amy peeking through the window at the Manicalorians invading the city. “There’s so many of them out there and if I just eat one I’ll ruin my perfect figure and that was two or three of them ago. Oh, where is Sonic and why isn’t he saving us already?”

“I just got off the phone with him,” Shadow said as he walked towards Amy. Like her he had already eaten a couple Manicalorians and the lard was already showing all over his body. “Him, Knuckles, and Tails are already on it to put a stop to this invasion, but looks like they’re going to have to go into space to do it.”

“Into space?” asked Amy. “But what about all those things out there? Does he expect us to deal with them on our own?”

“He said it was up to us to handle them,” Shadow continued. “All we got to do to stop them is to eat them and buy them as much time as we can. Pretty much what we’ve been doing already, though a whole lot more.”

“Then there goes my perfect figure,” she sighed dully. “What’ll Sonic think of me when he sees me all round blubbery.”

“No different than he normally does,” thought Shadow to himself. “Say, where is Cream? Wasn’t she with you?”

“She was, but I didn’t even hear her leave,” Amy replied. “Oh, I hope nothing bad’s happened to her.”

“Hey Amy!” Cream called opening the door and rubbing her fat, bulging belly. “Those guys are actually very tasty. I don’t know why we’ve been hiding out here when they are begging us to eat them.”

“Are you actually enjoying this?” Amy asked seeing Cream’s newly gained girth. Her belly drooped down to her knees and was almost as wide as Amy and Shadow standing side-by-side.

“Mama would never allow me to eat so much junk food,” she explained giving her belly more rubs. “But mama has no say on me eating these guys. Let’s go before we run out.”

“I don’t think we’ll have to worry,” commented Amy after Cream already left to eat more.

“Regardless of personal feelings,” Shadow told her. “We have to go out there and eat. I’ll lead the attack and you and Cream will act as support and eat the scraps I miss. If we’re lucky, wwe should be able to find the Vendor controlling these guys and stop him before we fatten up too much more.”

“While I would love to eat as little as possible, can you handle taking on the brunt of the food on your own? That is way too much for one hedgehog to consume on his own.”

“Don’t forget,” he reminded her. “I am the ultimate lifeform. Surely that means I’ve got the ultimate stomach too.”

“I don’t know if that is how it works,” she replied. “But if that’s what you want then I won’t stop you.”

“Then we binge,” stated Shadow as he ran out to eat.

“I do not look forward to shopping in the wide and round section for clothes that fit me after this is all over,” cried Amy.


“Systems are go,” announced Tails as he had the ship all set for departure. He had fastened his seatbelt and felt it press against his pudgy belly. Knuckles and Sonic also noticed their newly acquired fat was getting squished in their seats. “We will have ignition in t-minus 10! 9! 8!”

“Just skip the countdown,” Sonic told Tails. “Remember, every second counts.”

“Fine,” sighed Tails a bit disappointed. “We have liftoff.” Pulling the ignition lever the fuel was ignited in the rocket booster in the bottom of the spaceship and set the ground ablaze all around them as they began to lift off the launch platform gaining speed at a tremendous rate. The noise it made was deafening and everyone in the city turned to watch as the ship ascended into the sky. Even the Manicalorians paused to watch. There was only one who didn’t lose focus in awe of the spaceship. It was a machine that had an uncanny resemblance to a soft serve ice cream machine. Pulling at the handles on its front, ice cream of varying flavors oozed out of it and took the shape of all kinds of ice cream Manicalorians that joined the rest of their kind in fattening the populace. It was a Vendor.

“Enemies leaving for space,” it signaled to its distant allies. “Their headings are likely set for our homeworld. Prepare to intercept and board.”


“Just a little more,” groaned Tails as the spaceship shook and rumbled as they made their way through Mobius’s atmosphere to make it into space.

“I always hate this part,” stated Knuckles gripping the arm of his seat as he felt his entire body get pressed up against the seat. “Feels like I’m getting squished like a pancake.”

“This must be what it’d be like if you sat on me,” Sonic remarked to Knuckles with a snicker.

“We’ve broken through the atmosphere,” reported Tails to death ears. “The g-forces will go away now and we’ll be able to move about freely.”

“Hey!” snapped Knuckles. “I’m not that heavy!”

“Not yet anyway,” the blue hedgehog chuckled. “But we’re on our way to the home base of these Manicalorian things and who knows how many pounds or even tons we’ll put on trying to stop them. We might have to tow you back if you end up too fat to fit in the spaceship.”

“We can move about the ship freely now,” instructed Tails again, though neither were listening. They were far too preoccupied with their bickering.

“I am not that fat!” fumed Knuckles shaking his fists and kicking his feet. “I’m not! I’m not! I’m not!”

“Yet,” teased Sonic and instigating more rage from Knuckles.

“You two better cut it out or I’m going to turn this spaceship around,” snapped Tails losing his patience at their childish behavior.

“You can turn a spaceship around?” asked Sonic.

“Well, no,” admitted Tails. “I have the computer set to reach Eetusup and can’t simply make adjustments to go back to Mobius. In the second place, if we don’t go there and stop the Manicalorians then Mobius is doomed. Be that as it may, we have to try and get along. Planet Eetusup is going to take an entire day to reach and I don’t know how long Mobius can eat before its conquered. I can’t be certain how things will play out, but just to play it safe, I’m going to assume that we will have only 24 hours. Reaching the planet itself should take us about 22 hours.”

“Then that leaves us with only 2 hours to actually do anything,” figured Sonic. “Not really a lot of time to work with even for someone as fast as me. We’re going to have to fight our way to their leader the second we arrive and even then we’ll need a lot of luck.”

“That’s what I had in mind,” said Tails. “We all put on a bit of weight earlier, but hardly anything to slow us down. All of us together should be more than enough to defeat their leader and that’ll put an end to all their forces too.”

“Then all we need to do is relax and wait till we reach the planet,” said Knuckles after he calmed down from Sonic’s teasing. “Almost sounds too easy.”

“But that’s not considering what we’ll come up against along the way,” Tails added. “We still don’t know really what we’re up against besides that free sample we had earlier. We don’t know what they might do to stop us on their planet or even in space. We didn’t exactly go unnoticed when we took off. I’m sure the Manicalorians are already planning a counter.”

“You’re worrying too much,” said Knuckles. “Those things are too busy trying to be someone else’s lunch to come after us. Even if they are, there’s no way that they can catch us with the head start we have on them.”

“Unless that anchor of yours that you call a gut slows us down,” joked Sonic giving Knuckles a playful poke in his gut.

“Maybe it’s the bowling balls you snuck on board that’s slowing us down,” countered Knuckles poking Sonic in the rear. “Oh, wait, that’s just your butt.”

“Heheh,” chuckled Tails for a moment. “That’s enough guys. No more fighting. We’re supposed to be-” He paused seeing Knuckles continue to poke and grope Sonic’s rear and Sonic was doing the same to Knuckles’s slight love handles. “Uh, what are you guys doing?”

“Uh, poking his fat,” blushed Sonic and Knuckles and quickly the two stopped and looked away.

“Is that a double-chin you’re sporting or is your neck trying adding in a side room?” asked Sonic to Knuckles.

“You keep on eating, Sonic,” countered Knuckles. “And you’ll be the fattest thing alive.”

“Enough is enough!” cried Tails. “One minute you are bickering the next you are groping and then you go to making fat jokes. What is going on?”

“I’m not sure,” admitted Sonic. “At first I just thought I was messing with Knuckles cause it’s so easy and fun, but I just can’t seem to help myself.”

“And is it weird that while I hate hearing him say that,” added Knuckles. “I also kinda… like it too? Is that weird?”

“I think so,” said Tails walking over to them curiously. “Maybe it’s some other effect that we didn’t know about. Some sort of enjoyment out of getting fat and poking fun at other people’s fat. It certainly would be distracting and make it easier for them to take over.”

“Well, you haven’t done any of that yet,” commented Sonic.

“I was busy in my lab getting ready so I was distracted, but you two had plenty of time with one another to mess around,” explained Tails. “Let me give it a try. Mind if I grope at your belly some?”

“G-go right ahead,” blushed Sonic. “Never thought I’d hear you ask to do that.”

“That makes two of us,” added Tails cautiously giving Sonic’s belly a poke. After the first poke, he started to rub and grope it some too.

“Why not grope mine instead,” cried Knuckles. “...Never thought I’d say that.”

“I’ll grope both of you,” sighed Tails and started to curiously poke and grope his belly fat too. He saw they were both so soft and jiggly, but didn’t see what they found so alluring about it at first and then like something came over him he closed his eyes and started doing more groping with far more enjoyment. A few blissful moans escapes their mouths and they began to grope Tails’s belly back. With a smile across his face, Tails told them, “if I start enjoying this too much more I might start wanting you to pack on more pounds.”

“We might want you to do that same,” Sonic chuckled poking at Tails’s slightly developed moobs.

“O-ok that’s enough,” Tails said using all his will to back off and regain his focus. “It seems quite clear now that more than a change of weight has come over us from eating those Manicalorians and we each just ate one. Meaning the effects might even get worse the more we eat to the point we just lose ourselves in our own gluttony. These Manicalorians really are a troublesome enemy.”

“But delicious,” added Knuckles. “I almost wish we had a few for the trip since we’ve got quite a while till we arrive.”

There was a loud thud and the entire ship shook. Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles fell to the ground and their fat frames jiggled a little. “What was that?” groaned Sonic. “Did we hit something?”

“The ship’s autopilot should have detected anything in our way and used the boosters to avoid it,” explained Tails. “What we hit, it had to have hit us.”

“Could you get your butt out of my face?” asked Knuckles to Sonic, but then he smirked and gave it a poke. “Or… you could just leave it there. The view’s actually kind of nice.”

“Would you two focus!” cried Tails looking out one of the ship’s windows. “We’ve got an emergency. There is another ship attached to the hold and trying to get in here. We’re about to be boarded!”

“By the Manicalorians?” asked Sonic.

“Who else?” Tails pointed out. “Seems they did manage to catch up with us after all.”

“Then my wish came true,” salivated Knuckles shoving Sonic off him. “Let’s go eat. Not like we can get rid of them any other way.”

“It won’t be that simple,” Tails pointed out. “If a Vendor is on their ship then they can have an endless supply of Manicalorians to attack us with. It won’t end till we’re so stuffed we’d burst. We have to fight our way to the Vendor first and foremost.”

“Then we’d better get going,” said Sonic getting up along with Knuckles. “We have to take the fight to their ship before they take it to ours.”

“Good idea,” agreed Tails. “Let’s get going.”

“Last one there is fatter than Eggman,” laughed Sonic as he ran towards the hold. Tails raced after and Knuckles was bringing up the rear.

“No fair!” cried Knuckles. “You guys are too fat to get around!”

Reaching the hull, the three overweight heros quickly spotted where the Manicalorians were attached to their ship and making a hole to get inside. Quickly they hid behind some boxes waited as silently as possible.

“The second they break through,” Sonic instructed we got to push them back into their ship. If the Vendor can keep making them endlessly then we got to keep this contained here.”

“And don’t forget,” reminded Tails. “The more we eat the more we’ll get influenced by them both mentally and physically.”

“You don’t gotta remind me,” Knuckles told them poking at his belly bulge. “I am having a hard time remembering if I should enjoy doing this or not.”

“Looks like they’ll break through the wall in less than a minute,” observed Sonic. “I’ll go with Tails into the ship and we’ll be on offense. Knuckles, you stay at the entrance and make sure none of them get onto our ship. Do whatever it takes. Force them back inside. Eat them. Cork up the passage with that fat ass of yours. I don’t care how you do it.”

“My butt is not that big,” grumbled Knuckles.

“Yet,” snickered Sonic as well as Tails who was finding it hard to resist it too.

“Anyway,” continued Sonic seeing the Manicalorians were about to get in. “I’ll make a path for Tails to get to the Vendor and find some way to shut it down.”

“Me?” asked Tails. “But isn’t stopping the boss usually your job?”

“I can’t rely much on my speed if I keep putting on weight,” he admitted. “You’re the tech genius. You must know how to take apart a vending machine, right?”

“Assuming that it is a literal vending machine,” Tails replied. “I have no more idea what they are than you… but I’ll figure it out.”

The hole was completed and the chunk of the wall fell to the ground and clanged loudly. Several Manicalories emerged in the shape or chips, cheese doodles, pretzels, and other kinds of junk food.

“Yum! Yum! Eat us up!” they chanted and looked around.

“There doesn’t seem to be anyone here,” one stated.

“Begin to spread out and find them,” another replied and they started moving while more began to board the ship.

“Eat!” cried Sonic as the three ran at the Manicalorians who made no effort to resist as they were consumed one after another. This seemed to make the Manicalorians come onto the ship even faster, but Sonic, Knuckles, and Tails made sure to move forward as they ate to push the battle back to their ship. It was quite a first course, but they managed to gain control of the boarding entrance.

“I didn’t think we’d have to eat that much so quickly,” panted Tails. “If we hadn’t been ready for them we’d already been done for.”

“There are probably plenty more left where that came from inside,” Sonic pointed out. “I can hear more already making their way over. We can’t worry about eating every last one till we are certain they won’t keep coming at us with no end so we got to just focus on the ones in our way. Knuckles, try and draw as many as you can over to you to keep us from getting overwhelmed.”

“You can count on me,” he replied. “But just try to hurry. My gut is already looking full from what we just ate.”

“That’s not a full stomach,” Tails noticed and gave Knuckles’s belly a poke. “It’s soft. All that there is a few more layers of fat.”

“All this?!?” he cried noticing he had already become considerably fatter all over his body and Sonic and Tails noticed the same was true for them.

“We’re so fat we’re almost obese!” cried Tails surprised. “These guys are a lot more fattening than the ones we ate on Mobius. At this rate we’ll be immobile!”

“Just keep a cool head,” Sonic told Tails shoving him into the passage to the enemy ship. “Whatever the challenge we’ll deal with it. Just focus on winning and we’ll deal with all this pudge later. You’ve got a lot of nice blubber I can’t wait to grope.”

“So do you,” replied Tails before shaking the fat thoughts from his head. “We gotta keep focused.”

The two hurried into the ship and quickly ran into a bunch more Manicalorians about to enter the bridge to their ship. With no room to go around the food-based creatures, Sonic and Tails had no choice but to eat their way through. Charging forward with all their weight they managed to force them all back onto their ship while gnawing and munching them at the same time.

On the enemy ship, Sonic and Tails could quickly smell all the countless snack foods that were there and saw they were already closing in on them. Some continued down the passage towards where Knuckles was, but it hardly seemed to even the odds very much.

“Is it a good thing that this place is just making me feel hungry?” asked Sonic rubbing some saliva that was overflowing from his mouth off his chins. “Cause I feel like I could eat them all myself.”

“I feel the same way,” drooled Tails. “It must be the food. It’s giving me a powerful hunger that makes me want to eat, but if we just do that we’ll play right into their hands. We have to figure out where the Vendor is fast.”

“Well, if I was a snack machine,” imagined Sonic. “I’d be in the galley.” Sonic pointed at a nearby sign that read, “Galley” and had an arrow pointing down a corridor. “What do you think?”

“I didn’t even know these things actually ate,” commented Tails. “But I think you got the right idea.”

“We’ll eat our way over and then you’ll go get the Vendor while I buy you time in here.”

“Okay,” agreed Tails. “The second I defeat it, the Manicalorians here should stop attacking. That’ll be how we know we’ve won.”

“Then we can eat the spoils,” grinned Sonic as he and Tails resumed their binging while trying to work their way to the corridor.

“Only if you want to add emphasis to the ‘hog’ part of your species,” joked Tails.

With their chompers as their only weapons, Sonic and Tails continued to devour one Manicalorian after another. Knuckles did the same where he was at and each and everyone that was gulped down their throats proved very effective in added more pounds to their body as they felt their bellies grow wider, rounder, and heavier with blubber at an alarming rate. Their guts were sticking out a couple feet in front of them and drooping down to their knees and jiggling. Their rears were also getting bigger and rounder too and Sonic’s joke of Knuckles using his rear to plug up the passage into their ship was quickly becoming quite possible for him to do.

“I’ve never seen anything like these creatures,” groaned Sonic. “We eat one and two take their place. Normally when I’m fighting the enemies scatter making it easy to get through, but the more we eat the more eager they get to be eaten.

“It’s cause they don’t fear getting eaten,” explained Tails. “They desire it. I think we’ve eaten twice as much as I calculated we’d eat by the time we’ve reached the hall to the galley.”

“At least we made it and it looks like the hall is clear of Manicalorians,” replied Sonic as Tails entered the corridor and Sonic stood to guard it. His blubber was not quite enough to block the hall from one wall to the other, but at the rate he had fattened up it wasn’t going to take much more for him to be able to. “I’ll hold them off here. If we don’t take care of the Vendor quick we might end up too fat to even get back on our own ship.”

“I’ll be quick,” Tails said as he waddled down the hall at a much slower pace than normal. The fat in his belly bounced and jiggled with each step he took and they could feel the ship shake a bit from how much he weighed.

“Now who’s next?” asked Sonic as he licked his chops.

“Eat us up!” chanted a bunch of popcorn.

“You asked for it,” Sonic replied and opened his mouth wide to eat. Despite the knowledge of what all this eating was doing to him, he couldn’t help enjoying himself.

“Is the Vendor really around here?” wondered Tails as he reached the galley. “I haven’t seen a single Manicalorian since I came down here. If I was the Vendor I would keep sending more and more so we’d never reach it. Maybe it’s somewhere else.”

Tails opened the door to the galley.

“Yum! Yum! Eat us up!” chanted the Manicalorians on the other side. They burst through and piled on top of Tails. The overweight fox chewed and chomped in retaliation, attempting to eat his way out as even more piled on.

“An ambush,” belched Tails eating like the wind. “Trying to bury me in gluttony, but I can’t let that happen.”

With all his might, Tails ate his way to the top of the pile and saw more Manicalorians coming at him. Spinning his tails, Tails took off into the air keeping out of range as he scanned the room for the Vendor. Looking around, it did appear like a galley where one would go to eat, but the room appeared more like a control center for piloting the ship.

“I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that a food-based alien race pilots spaceships where anyone else would eat. But would that mean that the Vendor is really…” Looking towards the wall, Tails spotted a lone vending machine and saw Manicalorians were coming out of it through a slot at the bottom. “It’s really a vending machine!”

Flying towards it, Tails could feel the strain of lugging his much fatter body and felt himself losing altitude. The Manicalorians tried to grab at Tails as he started lowering within their reach, but Tails spun his tails faster to keep out of reach.

Panting and sweating, Tails felt so exhausted from just trying to fly across the room and after gaining a bit of height quickly felt himself start to drop even quicker. “I didn’t even think how all this weight would effect my flying,” he huffed. “I can’t fly even half as long as I could before.” He gave it his all to stay out of reach of the Manicalorians, but rear was getting worn out and he could tell that this might be the last time he’d get to fly for a long time.

Gritting his teeth and moving his feet, getting ready to run as soon as he reached the ground, Tails waddled the rest of the way to the Vendor. The Manicalorians that were spawning from it came at Tails attempted to shove themselves down his throat. Tails couldn’t waddle his fat frame fast enough to dodge them so he had to oblige and opened his maw to welcome them in. They jumped at the opportunity and Tails chomped them one after another feeling the calories enter his system and pile on top of the blubber he already had making his weight increase, his waddle widen and his speed slow. Even so, Tails refused to stop and kept on trudging forward with a steely resolve and a overstuffed maw.

“Yum! Yum! Eat us up!” the Manicalorians chanted as the ones behind Tails were attempting to drag him back by grabbing at his rear and back fat. Tails could feel the effects of the food on his gluttony making him want to go back and consume every last one of them and fatten up till he couldn’t even waddle let alone fly.

“Got to reach the Vendor!” cried Tails as the Manicalorians grabbed him and restrained him just short of the Vendor. “They aren’t feeding themselves to me? Are they trying to protect the Vendor from behind destroyed?”

“Aggressor restrained,” spoke the Vendor in a machine voice. “Vendor safe.” Arms and legs emerged from the sides and beneath the Vendor. Tails saw there was an orb-shaped item inside of it behind its glass casing that started to glow and ooze a substance that dripped down before another Manicalorian emerged from its dispenser. It continued to drip more and keep on producing more to surround Tails.

“So that’s the way it creates more Manicalorians,” observed Tails quickly getting even more surrounded than he already was. “They can create so many just like that. It’s no wonder Mobius was overrun with them so easily.”

“Remove target now,” ordered the Vendor. “Feed him till he bursts.”

Tails’s eyes widened as he saw the food all coming at him once and his thoughts turned to what was about to happen. Each one was going to stuff itself down his maw making him fatter and fatter. Going from fat to obese and then to blimp-sized and still he’d be stuffed more feeling his body reach its maximum capacity of stretching and started to feel himself getting ready to burst like a balloon. His eyes would feel like they could pop out of their sockets while his innie would become an outie. Then from several areas at once his entire body would open and burst and fill the room with one big gross mess. The thought of it all sent a shiver down Tails’s spine.

“Ugh!” he cried as the first of the Manicalorians tried to feed themselves to him. “No! You are all delicious, but I don’t wanna bust!”

“Binge! Bulge! Bust! Binge! Buldge! Bust!” the Manicalorians chanted as one by one they opened Tails’s maw and shoved one another down his throat making his belly bulge bigger with each one. He wanted to resist them, but he found himself unable to deny his hunger.

“This can’t be the end,” thought Tails. “I need help. Sonic, I need help!”

“So there’s where all the snacks are,” stated Sonic as he waddled as quickly as his thunder thighs could move and he munched up the Manicalorians that were restraining Tails.

“S-Sonic,” gasped Tails. “Y-you’re here. But I thought you were still eating back there.”

“I was, but I was starting to run out and then Knuckles was getting tired of just eating the few that managed to come his way, so he came in to eat more. So, I came to give you a hand.”

“Thanks, but I think you both forgot that we are here to stop them, not eat them,” Tails pointed out.

“Oh, oops,” Sonic chuckled nervously. “It’s hard to not get lost in gluttony after eating so many Manicalorians. But looks like it worked out for the better this time.”

“No kidding,” agreed Tails. “Think you can cover me till I can take out the Vendor?”

“If it means more eating, then yes,” answered Sonic as he started eating the next Manicalorian and quickly drew in more who saw how eager he was to glut.

“Feed them!” ordered the Vendor, a sense of panic in its voice due to Sonic’s unexpected arrival. “Stuff them till they pop!”

“Binge! Bulge! Bust!” chanted the Manicalorian following its orders. They came at Sonic and Tails, but Sonic started to binge on them and draw their attention while Tails snuck to the Vendor to put an end to it.

“So if I destroy you then all the Manicalorians here should be stopped,” figured Tails. “Since you are where they come from.”

“All your efforts are in vain,” it spoke to Tails. “Your planet will become a part of our empire. Just surrender and accept a delicious demise.”

“We’ve had to deal with end of the world situations before,” Tails explained. “And we’ve made it through them all. Do you think we’ll allow ourselves to be fed to annihilation?” Grabbing at the wrench at his side with his fat fingers, Tails bashed it against the Vendor’s screen creating a crack in it. Striking the screen again and again, Tails desperately attempted to break through it and get at the core that it was keeping safe on the other side of it.

“Manicalorians, defend me,” commanded the Vendor unable to do anything to defend itself. It tried to produce more, but Tails’s attacks seemed to keep it from being able to. It attempted to call for aid from the Manicalorians that it had already made, but Sonic was cramming them down his gullet to keep them away from Tails who finally broke through.

“I did it!” cheered Tails as he reached in and removed the core and took a look at it. “Hmm, it’s a chocolate ball. I wonder it if it’s got a caramel center.”

“Y-you may destroy me,” the Vendor warned. “But there are others. Your stomach will not be able to stomach them all. And you will never be able to defeat our leader, Darth Vendor!”

“Mmm, it does have a caramel center,” mumbled Tails as he munched on the chocolate ball. He hadn’t been paying attention to the Vendor since he had it in his hands and just started to listen again. “Oh, did you say something?”

“You’re demise is only a matter of time,” he stated before Tails ate up the rest of the chocolate core and shut down the vendor once and for all. It’s body stopped moving and looked like a machine that just had it’s plugged pulled out. The Manicalorians that had yet to be eaten collapsed onto the ground unable to move without their commander.

“Hey you did it,” munched Sonic still eating. “Now we can eat these guys at our leisure.”

“We might not wanna do that,” replied Tails feeling just as tempted as Sonic. “Look at us. Look how round and fat we’ve gotten and we haven’t even made it to their planet yet.”

“Wow,” agreed Sonic looking at his faint reflection in the metallic wall. What he could make out was his huge body that had gotten so much fatter and looking at Tails, he could barely believe he was staring at his “little buddy” and he was already thinking of all the fat jokes he could make about Knuckles the next chance he got. They were all downright obese. Their bellies were big enough to fit their slender selves in them and then some. They were so wide there wasn’t any hope of them even attempted to wrap their arms around their guts. There was no way they could see their feet and their sides were only visible due to the love handles hanging down from them. “We look great! Though I think my gut is a few pounds bigger than yours.”

“That’s because I got some extra back in the trunk,” Tails pointed out showing Sonic his rear that was quite a girthy sight to behold. Sonic couldn’t resist trying to grope it, but couldn’t when his gut got in the way of Tails’s butt.

“That’s one bad thing about being this fat,” groaned Sonic. “It’s hard to grope at anything besides the sides of your belly.”

“Agreed,” nodded Tails giving his love handles some love. “Wait! We are losing focus again. We have to remember that we’ve got to get to their home planet and stop them. That one Vendor I beat said their leader’s name was Darth Vendor or something. If we beat him then all this should stop.”

“Well sounds like we’re going to get a lot more to eat when we get there so that should be enough incentive to get us over there,” stated Sonic. “Let’s head back to our ship.”

“What are you doing with those?” asked Tails watching Sonic drag some of the Manicalorians.

“Snacks for the trip,” he explained. “You said we had almost a day till we arrived, right?”

“We will arrive in 22 hours,” answered Tails. “That was nearly half an hour ago. So, we still have about 21 and a half hours left.”

“Sounds like we’ve got ample snack time then,” stated Sonic. “So let’s grab as many of these guys as we can. No telling if we’ll be able to squeeze our fat selves back onto here a second time.”

“I’d be surprised if we could get out this time,” joked Tails grabbing a few Manicalorians of his own. “But if you do get stuck I could always try and push you out by those plump buns of yours.”

“Then I could grab those love handles of yours and help you out,” chuckled Sonic.

Making their way back towards the passage to their ship, Sonic and Tails found Knuckles still scarfing down. He was a great deal fatter too, though most of it ended up going right to his blubbery butt and thunder thighs.

“Bout time,” he said before a belch erupted forth. “I was starting to think I’d have to eat all of these guys myself. Actually, that disappoints me.”

“We’ll have plenty more once we land,” assured Tails. “For now just grab what you can and we’ll eat back on our ship. After that we can rest our stomachs for the main course.”

“Nice ass,” Sonic told Knuckles as Tails and he started to make their way across the boarding bridge back to their ship.

“Heh,” chuckled Knuckles. “You wish you had an ass like mine.”


“We’re getting nowhere like this,” groaned Amy her dress in tatters from getting nearly as obese and Sonic and the others. She along with Shadow, and Cream were barricaded behind one of the last remaining buildings that the Manicalorians hadn’t captured yet. There were others with them, but they were so overly stuffed that they couldn’t move let along speak anything that wasn’t a groan or a belch. “They just keep coming endlessly and we’ve been at this for hours.”

“And our forces have been dwindling to nearly nothing,” stated Shadow who looked ridiculous with a stern look against jolly, blobby body. “We’ve managed to rescue as many as we could before they burst, but we’re near our limit too and we’ve barely got any territory left. Once they get in here there won’t be any hiding left.”

“Is it ironic that we’re hiding in a greasy burger restaurant to avoid fattening foods?” asked Cream munching on a few Manicalorians she had managed to capture.

“Very ironic,” Shadow agreed. “But maybe that’s why they aren’t looking for us here.”

“Maybe, but they are getting closer,” Amy pointed out. “They’re drawing closer on all sides and I’m feeling very tempted to go out there and eat more. I don’t even care that I’m fatter than the fattest pig that ever lived. And I’m hoping that Sonic’s just as fat too. Oh, these things are messing with my head so bad.”

“I kind of like it,” giggled Cream as she scarfed down the Manicalorians like she wasn’t already extremely stuffed herself. “I’ve eaten more junk food now than I have in my life if I lived it over a dozen times.”

“At least she’s having fun,” sighed Amy just as they heard something ram at the door. “Oh, no! They’re trying to get in.”

“And no clue if Sonic and the others are even close to stopping this,” stated Shadow. “We’ve been trying to delay things as long as possible, but I don’t know how much more we can do. Once the barricades gives we won’t have anywhere else to hide. All that’s left is one last binge.”

“We have to hold out,” cried Amy. “Sonic would never let us down.”

“I’m sure they are out there right now giving their all to saving us even as we speak,” Cream added with a mouthful..


“Whoo!” cheered Sonic as he looked at the scale showing his weight was well over five hundred pounds and just a few more than Tails or Knuckles were. “Yeah! Fattest in the universe!”

“For now,” grumbled Knuckles with tons of envy. “Just wait till the return trip. I’ll eat enough to be over a ton and then you’ll see true obesity.”

“By then I’ll be twice as heavy as that,” bragged Sonic as he shifted his belly towards Tails. “It’s a good thing you had this huge scale in the cargo room. I doubt a regular scale would hold us. We wouldn’t be able to see the numbers on it anyway.”

“Well, that was a scale for measuring heavy cargo,” explained Tails. “The fact that we register on it at all would be alarming to the old me, but the newer, uh, fatter me is just overwhelmed with joy at seeing those numbers rise like crazy. Still, I am a bit worried for everyone back home. No telling how things are going, but they can’t be good.”

“How long have we been in the ship for?” asked Knuckles.

“We’ve just been messing around, telling, fat jokes, groping fat,” calculated Tails. “Adding in sleeping for eight hours of sleep somewhere in the middle we’re probably barely halfway there.” Tails waddled over to check the time and nearly fell on his rear in shock. “I-it’s been nearly 22 hours! We’ve spent nearly 14 hours just groping and rubbing each other’s fat?!?”

“We did other stuff too,” added Sonic. “But the groping was the best part.” He gave Tails’s rear some more gropes to help calm him down.”

“Mmm,” murred Tails in delight. “What was I so worried about again?”

“I think it had something to do with Knuckles hogging all the food,” Sonic told him.

“Yeah! What a pig!” huffed Tails. “I want to be the pig.”

“Hey!” argued Knuckles. “You said I could eat the rest cause there was going to be lots more when we landed on Eetusup.”

“Oh, that’s right,” remembered Tails. “The planet we were going to and the thing going on back on our planet. And our friends, uh, waiting for us. And food… wanna eat food. Ugh, hard to remember anything that isn’t about eating. Anyone remember why we came here?”

“To eat I think,” replied Sonic. “Yeah, that’s it. I said I was the fattest and you two both thought you were so we are having this eating match and I’m winning. I think that’s what it is.”

“I hope it is,” said Tails. “Cause looks like we’re about to land.”

“Uh, shouldn’t you be landing the ship then?” asked Knuckles.

“About that,” Tails said blushing. “I can’t because my butt is too big to fit in the chair. But don’t worry. The autopilot will handle it and take us directly to the main course.”

“Then I call first dibs,” commanded Knuckles. “You guys got to go on the ship first and leave me guarding the door. It’s only right I get to chomp down on the first helpings.”

“Fair enough,” agreed Sonic figuring the tastier morsels will be further in. “Then the battle for the fattest is on. Let’s shake on it!” Grabbing their fat, doughy guts, they shook them vigorously making them bounce and jiggle.


“An alien vessel is detected that has a Manicalorian ship attached,” Soda Vendor reported to Darth Vendor.

“They will land soon,” Candy Vendor added. “Our forces are at the ready. We only detect three life forms inside and all of them are already closely nearing maximum capacity. They will not last long.”

“I would not underestimate them,” Darth Vendor commented. “I am sensing a presence that I have not sensed in ages. A hunger force that must not be underestimated. One of them might just very well have the power to destroy us.”

“That is not possible,” countered Soda Vendor. “Our empire is the greatest and most delicious the universe has ever known. We will not be bested by a few measly appetites. They will not leave the table hungry. They will not leave the table at all.”

“See to it then,” ordered Darth Vendor. “For the glory of the Manicalorian Empire!”

“Prepare to be stuffed!” they answered.


Tails’s ship flew into the planet’s atmosphere and upon getting inside, the scent of tasty food penetrated their sinuses. Drool overflowed from their maws and over their blubbery chests and bellies and there was nothing they could do to stop it even if they wanted to. Hunger like they never experienced before surged through them despite their constant eating before making every bit of their being gain a strong craving to devour.

“Oh, the planet smells so delicious,” moaned Sonic feeling pure bliss. “Maybe we should just focus on eating it.”

“I wouldn’t recommend it,” Tails replied as he read the readings on his computer. “From the images the computer is putting up the planet’s surface appears to be like a giant super market.”

“That’s a disappointment,” admitted Knuckles. “I was hoping it’d be made of pizza. It would have been so tasty.”

“There will still be plenty to eat,” Tails informed them. “But seeing as we’re headed for what is most likely the main base of operations we’re going to be primarily around the candy aisle and the soda aisle.”

“Well the candy aisle is mine then. I called it after all,” stated Knuckles looking at the pictures and seeing Manicalorians holding up signs that said, “Eat us!” and “Free Samples!” “And looking at the pictures on the screen they are begging for us to come down and give them a nibble or two.”

“Looks like one of those Vendors is there too,” noticed Sonic. “I wonder how many of them are waiting here to feed us all we can stomach.”

“The more food the better, I say,” Tails said as they felt the slight impact of their ship on the landing. The landing gear came out and the door opened and a flight of stairs branched out to the ground. At the same time dozens of Manicalorians were already swarming to the ship, the Candy Vendor a safe distance behind.

“Don’t you all look delicious,” drooled Knuckles as he approached the stairs. He patted his belly with the greatest of delight. There were Manicalorians that were marshmallows, some that were candy pieces and other chocolatey, and sugary treats. Just about any teeth rottening goodies one could ever think of or want and many times more. “Who wants to get in my belly?”

“Me!” answered the Manicalorian in a eager frenzy. “Me! Me! Me!”

“Well lucky for all of you,” grinned Knuckles as waddled his titanic ass down the steps, his weight threatening to break it if he wasn’t careful. “My belly has plenty of vacancy for you all. So get in line or push and shove to be the first one in. I don’t care cause you’re all going to end up in here before long.”

“Eat us! Eat us!” chanted the Manicalorians eagerly approaching the enormous echidna who started grabbing them up and stuffing them into his maw as soon as they came in reach. He shoved them down so fast he barely had to chew before they were swallowed into his belly. With one in each hand he gobbled them down two at a time with all the speed his sumo-sized body was able to manage. After clearing away the first swarm that came at him, Knuckles looked down at his body grinned greedily seeing the burst of pudge his latest stuffing yielded with the greatest of satisfaction.

“Yeah! I’m the biggest!” he cheered, his body groaning a bit a telling sign that his body was nearing the bursting point. Knuckles could also feel an ache in his body like he was getting close to popping, but he paid that no mind. “I’m big alright, but I can still get bigger. Give me MORE!!!”

“Such a fool,” observed Candy Vendor as Knuckles shook the ground waddling to the next group of Manicalorians to consume them. His fat bounced and jiggled as it threatened to make him immobile, but his raw determination kept him from being so. “He’s dangerously close to reaching his breaking point yet he keeps eating. He is so lost in his gluttony he is not even aware of his inevitable demise. But there should be two more still on board the ship.” Returning his focus to the ship, he spotted Tails and Sonic making their way out next and heading past the snack section towards the soda aisle. “So that one is attempting to draw our forces so the others can go on ahead. A daring strategy, but pointless. They cannot hope to waddle fast enough to escape us now.” Producing more Manicalorian candies, Snack Vendor ordered them after Sonic and Tails, but as they began to move towards them, they were immediately blocked off by Knuckles who had quickly eaten his way up to Candy Vendor and caught their attention.

“I guess you must be one of those Vendor things,” belched Knuckles. “I didn’t get the chance to see the one that boarded our ship, but I hear you guys can create an endless supply of food to eat. Looks like I’ve hit the jackpot for gluttons.”

“Stand aside, Mobian,” the Vendor told Knuckles. “I cannot allow those two to reach Darth Vendor. There are plenty more Manicalorians around to stuff in your fat face till your stomach ruptures.”

“Stuffing my face sounds plenty good to me,” Knuckles agreed as he grabbed the vendor to keep him from pursuing Sonic and Tails. “But I got a strange itch in my rear telling me that I have to make sure you don’t get in their way. I don’t know why I’m thinking that if we all came here to eat and get fat, but I also figure that if you can keep creating more food for me to eat then it would be a good idea to keep you in reach. I also hear you got a tasty caramel center inside of you so if you aren’t going to feed me I might as well nom on that.”

“Very well then,” conceded the Vendor. “You leave me no choice. Prepare to eat more than you’ve ever eaten before.”
“Now that’s what I’ve been dying to hear,” salivated Knuckles as he watched the Vendor get to work making more Manicalorians as the others made their way over to him.