A third trade with my great friend  imaperson001
Roger Rabbit belongs to Warner Bros.
If you want to trade with me, here's the link. https://www.furaffinity.net/view/38835061/
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It wasn’t supposed to end like this for Roger Rabbit, a cartoon rabbit with white fur, a red overalls with yellow buttons, yellow gloves, and a blue with yellow polka dots bow tie. He was in his apartment, crying out his tears after he’s been fired from the studio for not going with the script. It was a disaster for him and his career, probably going to get him to the streets. “Why? Why like this?” He cries out, sitting on the couch feeling sadder than ever. That’s when his belly started to grumble, making him rub it. “I should eat something to clear my mind.” He said, wiping his tears away as he goes over walks over to the kitchen to get something to eat. Inside the fridge was a whole bunch of food that hadn't been eaten. Roger wonders how big his fridge really is. Still, he was hungry and pulled out some things like a couple boxes of pizza, a bucket of fried chicken, some pre-made sandwiches, and a large bottle of soda.

He then goes back down to the couch along with all of those things and starts to eat them down. Roger started with the bucket of fried chicken, not even bother to heat them up. He pulls out a chicken leg and takes a bite on the side, hearing a crunching sound along with chewing of the skin and meat. With a swallow he continued to devour the whole thing until it was nothing but bone. “That was tasty.” He says, taking another piece and doing the same thing. It took the rabbit ten minutes to eat every single cold fried chicken before patting his small bloated belly. That’s when he got the idea of making himself big, maybe to change his life to a new way. What if he could try to be a new person, maybe being the biggest rabbit in the world? With a smile, he pushes the empty chicken bucket aside and moves onto the sandwiches which were already made. He took a couple bites out of them, stuffing his belly more and more. The sandwiches were pretty tasty with a lot of meat, cheese, vegetables, and condiments.

His belly was to the point where it started to show bulging under his overalls. “If it’s anything that I could achieve, it’s to burst these clothes apart.” He now felt a lot better and had his new goals. After all the sandwiches are gone, he goes to the pizza boxes and opens them up, revealing all to be pepperoni pizza. “This is going to be good.” He said, grabbing a slice and stuffing it in his mouth. His conscience is probably going insane that he’s not heating them up, but the rabbit doesn’t care much. Each swallow he made, his belly got bigger and bigger. But not only that, he was getting fatter. How his hips and butt had grown in fat as his legs looked thick like honey ham on Thanksgiving. “I need to be much bigger than this. I want to be a giant.” He desires, still eating the slices of pizza.

The overalls started to stretch from his fat body that greatly swelled hugely from the pizza slices. His thick hands were also feeling tight from the gloves that stretched more. “I need more, I want to be big!” That’s when he greedily sntachs the soda bottle from the table and opens it which makes a fizzing sound. Once opened, he chugs it down, making big gulps. His belly growls from digestion as it swells more. After the bottle becomes empty, he throws it to the side before giving out the loudest belch. “Ooo, excuse me.” He pats his belly underneath the overalls. His fur had a touch of fluffiness which really relaxes him. “Wow, this eating is making my fur soft. I love it.” He still rubs his soft fat belly that he enjoyed the most out of all of this, besides getting big. He just wishes that he had someone over here to rub his belly, maybe use him as a bed. What is he saying? He’s fired and lives alone. So he slowly stood up to get more food from the fridge

In the kitchen he decided to take the whole fridge with him, taking the cord out and carry it all the way to the couch. “Hmm, I didn’t know I was this strong.” He said, very impressed as he opens the fridge to start eating everything in there. From ice cream to spaghetti, he gets fatter and fatter. The overalls stretched wider, almost ripping from the buttons. The couch creaks under his enormous weight and will break soon. As for the yellow gloves, it only took a couple of tears from the middle to explode outwards, leaving his chubby hands. His face was all pudgy and fat like he had marshmallows in his mouth. Roger had also gotten much more taller than before, maybe from his butt or his growth in fat. Belches come out of his mouth, more loud and long.

And of course, it was the end of the overalls as the yellow buttons, which were ripped apart by the threads that had teared off from his swelling belly, finally popped off and hit the floor with clangs. He could feel a bit more comfortable without them tightening his bloating and growling belly. The straps fell right onto his belly, luckily the overalls still fit on him now that he’s big. “Mmm, need more. I still want to be huge.” No matter how many times he’s said that, Roger is one big bunny who desires to be even bigger. His head was almost touching the ceiling and the couch was creaking with every crack it could make. The fridge only had a few things left to eat so he did. His belly started to feel tighter, not from the overalls, but from how big it was getting. Was he going to explode? The cartoon hopes not. There was a cherry pie in the fridge and with one bite, his overalls started to tear apart, it ripped from the middle and went to the ends, bursting into pieces. He was now in his underwear with a big white furry belly that growled and looked a bit red. He puts his fat hand over it, rubbing it smoothly to ease the pain. He could also feel how softer his fur was, like a bunch of fat sheep on him. “Wow, my fur is ecen more soft.” He mummers, feeling some tiredness from the binge. The pain didn’t stop there, he could feel how it was at the point where he could burst by just eating one last bite. That is if there was any food left in the fridge, which there wasn’t. “Ooooh….man that hurts.” He groans, whining a little. “Maybe this was a terrible idea.” Of course he said it too soon when the couch couldn’t take anymore and splitted in half where Roger was sitting. His whole body jiggles and more burps come out. “Well-” He fell through the floor, going nine stories down until he made it all the way to the basement.

“Ooooooh.” He groaned in pain as he looked up at the holes through the floors he had just gone through. The people on those floors looked down below and watched in awe as Roger started to belch more with belly rubbing and groans. “Is this all going in my paycheck?” They all got out their cellphones and snapped photos of him, big, fat, and probably hurt and should go to the hospital.
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He couldn’t believe it. The studio hired him after what had happened a few days ago after his weight gain and destruction in the building. It seems like they were misunderstood about how Roger Rabbit was one of the best cartoons to have and now he had his own show called, ‘The Fat and Amazing Roger Rabbit’ who is now the biggest rabbit cartoon in the studio. They even gave him new clothes that were big enough to fit him. He was lucky enough to stand and move around so he could act and people loved it so much. He gave out autographs, pictures, interviews, and even a grammy award. This was his new life mixed with his old one, or as he could call it an upgrade. The only issue with his new weight is that his large appetite was going to be in the way with his acting. Lucky, he was rich enough to buy five hundred pizza boxes, sucks for the pizza workers, and would devour them in seconds. So what lesson did he learn? That trying new things have some good results and to be proud of it.