Previously...

ZOTT!

Donatello shielded his eyes with an arm just in time as the TechnoToaster malfunctioned, sending arcs of energy all over the unfortunate Mikey. There was a fizzle, a pop, and then the toaster was silent and inert, the smell of ozone and singed turtle lingering in the air.

"...Dude, do you smell toast?"

Donatello threw his arms into the air in exasperation. "Oh, great! Just great! What have I told you about touching my stuff before I tell you to, Michelangelo? Whatever you just did will set me back hours while I repair the wiring and re-calibrate, and... argh!"

Stomping a foot, the older brother pointed away from his work bench. "You know what you are, Mikey? You're a big fat fire hazard, that's what! Just... Just go! Get yourself cleaned up or something and DON'T COME NEAR MY STUFF AGAIN!"

"But Donnie, what about --" Mikey's protest was cut off by a penetrating glare that meant business, though, so he sighed and shuffled off to his room.

A while later, Michelangelo stood in front of a full-length mirror to make sure he'd removed all the singe-smudges, Donnie and Raph's words still ringing in his ears. "Porkelangelo? Big Fat Fire Hazard? They don't get it! I just have a thick plastron, or something..."

Of course, he had to admit that he had a few curves that went out when they should be going in, and maybe he filled his shell a little better than the others, but he wasn't -fat-. He rubbed the lingering tingling sensation away from one arm and then hooked a thumb into his belt. It felt awfully snug, now that he thought about it...

1) It must be his imagination. He'll just sleep it off, and in the morning everything will be PERFECTLY FINE.

2) Wait a minute! He... can actually -see- himself swelling up!

3) Forget the belt, he's suddenly hungry again! Time to sneak out and go grab another pizza or two!


Now we're gettin' to the good stuff! Just leave a comment with yer choice on what you want to happen next, and in two days' time, I'll tally up the votes and we'll see what happens next! Remember, this is a weight gain story, so he'll be puttin' on pounds no matter what you choose! Heh heh...