Art by  skeletalheart
(My apologies if this one is a bit disorganized compared to the others, two separate but technically related ideas that were each too short for me to feel right about posting them individually.)

The five fuzzy folks in the room exchanged looks after Xiyue's idea.
Darlene: "Yeah no, I want the real Todd back."
Jackie: "Good as this one is in the bedroom, same 'ere."
Abersah the lioness poked her head into the bedroom door, having noticed they were taking a while in there: "Plus since he forged his brother's signature the marriage isn't valid anyway."
Darlene: "It's not? Also, since when do you know about that kind of thing?"
Aberash: "Well for one I take care of our boss's cover ups Darlene, er I mean I make sure he stays on the up and up."
Alex: "Look, I won't try to run but can Adlai put me down now?"
Adlai: "I'll gladly put you down." As she tightened her hands around his throat and started choking him.
Alex: "Not," glck "like this!!!" As he flailed a bit.
Darlene: "Drop him."
Adlai: "Very well mistress Darlene." As she tossed him on the bed.
After catching his breath...
Alex: "Todd, Katili, and those hippo gals I sold to a wealthy wolf dude. They are all going to come to they're senses by midnight in our time-zone. And I ain't got no watch, I'm a dead dog walking, a dead dog I tell ya..."
Aberash: "You have been a VERY bad dog, after I arrange for Todd's return flight I may need a crunchy little criminal as a treat."
She said pinning him to the bed with her front paw, while licking her lips.
Darlene: "Kann ich ihn zärtlich für dich machen?" The Doberman said punching her fist into her own open palm.
Aberash: "That would be very much appreciated Darlene."
As Alex laid there terrified of his fate.

Meanwhile the real Todd had been working at a little bar in Brazil, serving drinks and keeping the pretzels well stocked for the customers. While his hypnotized state had been altered by the blow to the head, no longer behaving like Alex but not having any recollection of his true self either.
He was serving a regular of his, a plump hippo named Harufu from Columbia.
The duo had been getting along swimmingly since he started working at the bar a few weeks ago.
The two had even been on a few dates, where she learned of his memory loss.
She had gotten fairly drunk through this particular night and was getting very flirty with the little dog.
Harufu: "¡Vamos señor! Esta noche nos divertiremos mucho." At about 10 o'clock in São Paulo she grabbed him from behind the bar and stuffed him into her barely fitting bra and went home. Her belly sloshing with beer and bar food, she passed out once she hit the bed. Todd smushed under her breasts, each easily three to four times heavier than he is. A soft, dark grey belly roughly the size of a kiddie pool keeping him in place, and a backside wider than a crib mattress in the air.

The following morning when she had rolled over Todd was a bit dazed but since his brother's magic had run out he regained his memories. There were several gaps in his memory, mainly between being hypnotized and being dumped on the boat by Adlai.
Harufu: "Qué resaca... Buenos días, señorito. I didn't crush you too badly did I?"
Todd: "N-no. Good morning my dear, did you sleep well?"
Harufu: "Sí, but please stop being so loud.." As she pulled him into a tight, slightly damp embrace. "I'm looking forward to the wedding príncipe.."
He spoke in a softer voice as to not make her headache worse.
Todd: "Yo también mi querida señora. And I think I might have gotten my memories back too."
Harufu: "¡¡Eso es maravilloso!!" She then grabbed her head. "I wish I hadn't of been so close to me when I yelled."
The two of them chuckled and snuggled before sharing a tender kiss.
Todd: "Mind if I make a call to my family? I think I remembered the number right."
Harufu: "Claro, cariño." As she handed him her phone.


(To be continued soon-ish.)