After several long, uncomfortable hours of gut-churning, sloshing, and more than a few obnoxiously loud burps, the unfortunate Bunny Smiles staff had been reduced to nothing more than extra padding on Bon’s backside. His stomach had finally settled, but the aftermath? Oh, the aftermath.

His once-flat frame now carried a noticeable—humiliatingly noticeable—boost in the rear, making each step feel heavier, each movement annoyingly exaggerated. The worst part? The weight stayed. No matter how much he grumbled, groaned, or sulked, his body had already decided that this was his problem now.

And if that wasn’t bad enough, Banny was having the time of her life.

She practically squealed when she saw the results, her fluffy tail wagging at full speed. “Oh my GOD, Bon! You’re so much hotter now! Like, look at that ass! You should be thanking me for this!"

Bon, on the other hand, was less than amused. He stood there, fists clenched, eye twitching, barely resisting the urge to throttle his little sister.

“My huge ass won’t make me feel any better… dumb bunny!” he growled under his breath, shooting her a glare before stomping away. He needed time—at least a day or two—to mentally recover from whatever the hell had just happened.

As for Banny? She was already ranking this as one of the best things she’d ever witnessed—right up there with meeting Holly the Horse for the first time.

Bon could sulk all he wanted. As far as she was concerned, this was her best prank yet.

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Bon + Banny © Martin Walls/The Walten Files

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