Nixx decided that I made a sufficient tester of the infrastructure of the building! Things seem to be going a little screwy.

Also! Bonus story from  Marrel to supplement this thicc doughy goodness.

“... saves us tons of cost on equipment, as well! The pressure points we could test with our old machines just can’t match the thoroughness of adipose tissue!”

The researcher, excitedly discussing the process he was about to show off to the three investors padding down the underground corridor, glanced back at the device he held firmly in paw. The readings were still good and the light on the antenna’s tip was green. The mouse giggled in excitement before regaining his composure.

“We’ll be seeing experiment V in progress soon! If you have questions, please ask them now, as we will be reaching the ladder in a few minutes.”

The investors began to chat away, keenly posing their inquiries, obviously impressed so far.

In the floor above, Verdori was being put to work as he had been for the past few days. The green western dragon, unrecognisable in his current state, groaned and burped as another pizza, rolled into a convenient and efficient tube, was shoved into his grease-covered maw. The sauce and cheese dripped down his many chins as he swallowed, teeth tearing easily into the dough and toppings.

It wasn’t that he disliked pizza; no, he still liked every single bite he took. No, Verdori was concerned for another reason as his body, a blob of rolls and folds, continued to fill more and more of the testing room!

With a grunt of surprise, he suddenly felt the rear of his sprawling belly touching the wall behind him! An industrial door was flooded and filled with his fat, holding steady… for the time being.

In the access tunnels below, the mouse led the investors underneath the testing room floor. One of his companions stopped him with some menial question about cost analysis, making the researcher pause and turn to answer.

Above their ears, Verdori was swallowing hotdogs and burgers in equal numbers, groaning and swelling a few more feet, his enormous slug-like tail pressing against the ceiling harder.

CRACK!!! Suddenly the room was flooded with red strobing lights and an alarm! The arms holding his fat sides in place, testing its potential kinetic energy, began to spark and smoke! Verdori looked around, nervous, wincing as the floor beneath him began to buckle!

In the middle of a sentence, the mouse shrieked in fright as, mere feet behind him, the ceiling caved!! Green belly scales emerged through the dust and rubble, flesh sagging into view! The mouse checked his device, the light on the antenna red and flashing. He chuckled nervously.

“Uh oh,” he said, giggling in anxiety as the investors raised their eyebrows and regarded the flab ahead of them.

“Is this going to be a problem,” asked one of the investors, crossing his arms and frowning, “or is this normal?”

“Uh… give us another few weeks to, uh… continue refining. We will have the feeding program bug checked and patched up so this… uh… this overindulgent result is more unlikely.”

The investors looked at each other and shrugged, nodding and agreeing, making the mouse sigh in relief. He spoke into the speaker on the wall.

“Verdori, you’re on break. We have a few more tweaks to make. Don’t worry, food’s on us for a few more weeks!”

The dragon whimpered!