The day began as any other would. Sunshine entering through a crack in the blinds, to set a brilliant stripe shining across a large grey lump. Said lump stirred slightly, and rolled over. The blanket fell to the floor, letting a draft ark over a chubby set of toes. A slow motion catapult was the result of all this, and one very paunchy looking kangaroo bolted up to greet the world.

"Rotten cold... stuff.."

This grand feat of mental excelence and pysical strain over and done with, the 300 pound 'roo labored off the bed, and into an oversized pair of bunny slippers. Shuffling out the bedroom doorway, Roofus only got stuck twice. Patting his own lovely belly, he made his way to the kitchen for some filling breakfast. A pile of 2 dozen pancakes, butter, sausage, and other goodies were hot and waiting for him. Along with a note from his sweety.

"She shouldn't have."

He parked his rear on a reinforced stool, and began eating away contently. Only one of the pancakes and a few sausages had to be forced down, but down they went. Patting his stuffed middle, the roo contimplated life at 310, and how long it would take to gain his way there. Waddling out to the livingroom, he heard a shuffling at the front door. Cursing his luck, he eventually made his way over, and unbolted the latch. Peering outside, all that greeted his eyes was a brown box. Stepping outside with a little difficulty, he huffed and groaned and pushed the package in the door. Whatever it was, it was heavy.

"Now what do I have here? Its adressed to me..."

The return adress was simply a set of claw marks. Very large claw marks. Pondering the signifigance, roofus labored the box across the floor into the living room. More shuffles came from outside, but they were ignored. The fat marsupial opened the latch on the top of the wooden box, and peered inside. Amidst the various packing materials, lables, papers, and other pointless stuff, there was a small jar. Thinking it totaly stupid that such a small item was sent in such a large heavy box, roofus tore free his prize.

The jar was roughly the size of a small tin of coffee. It had a plastic cap, and was totaly unlabled. His curiosity hitting its limits, the overweight roo tore the cap free, and examined the contents. First, there was a rolled up pad of paper. It simply said: "eat me" Thinking it either a funny joke, or a rude comment, the roo tossed the paper over his shoulder. Tipping the jar a little further into his paw, some white dust fell out. Sniffing at it, he chuckled somewhat.

"It smells like seasoning salt! Spicy!"

He shrugged, and poured the powder back into the jar. Some remained on his paw, and with a shrug, it was promptly licked off. It tasted devine, like salt and sugar at the same time. He purred softly to himself, and flopped down on the couch to watch his morning cartoons. During the commercials to the second run of loonie toons, roofus noticed something amis. His belly was blocking the very bottom of the TV. This was not very unusual, as he'd been stuffed badly more than once. Shrugging it off, he rubbed at the enlarged swell and resumed watching his cartoons. It was during another hilarious act of violence with foghorn leghorn that Roofus decided something was definately out of the ordinary. His middle was blocking more of the TV than ever. Thinking he was slouching, he attempted to sit up strait again. He noticed that his back was ram-rod strait with the chair, and was throughly confused.

"Did I eat that much? Maybe rooby slipped something in those pancakes.."

Shrugging the whole event off, he went back to his cartoons, and eventually fell in love all over again with his large belly. He must have gained fifty pounds just sitting there, by the size of it. It was fully blocking the TV by now, so he turned it off. Lumbering to his feet, he strained to just remain standing. Purring contently, the overweight roo gave his large middle a petting. It was getting to be lunchtime by now, so he labored to the kitchen. Entering through the doorway was the hardest thing he'd ever done, and he was panting with exursion when the last roll finally popped free. Setting a pot to boil, roofus set out the various ingredients for a nice hearty soup. Something clicked in his mind, and he strained his way back into the living room to grab the jar of spice. Dumping its entire contents into the pot of boiling water, a pleasent aroma drifted through the house.

"Ooo... This is gonna be the best pot of instant noodles ever!"

Adding the dried noodle mix, and soup stock, the roo prepared to go eat his lunch outside on the lawn. Thinking that his neighbors were gonna freak out when they saw how big he was since the previous day, the roo couldn't help but chuckle. His food cooked rapidly, and he grabbed a huge spoon and fork. Taking the whole steaming pot, he wrestled his gigantic belly through the back door, and sat out on the grass. The smell of the spicy dish carried with him, and distracted him enough to not notice a red scale covered tail drooping off his roof. Digging in with relish, the pot o' noodles barely stood a chance. They were quite literally inhaled into his ever growing stomach, to join whatever remained of his breakfast. Belching happyly, the roo rolled over onto his front to relax. Almost instantly, he was aware of a pressure that wasn't there before. Looking down, all he could see was his gigantic belly. Just as he was about to yet again shrug it all off, he noticed something very subtle. The blades of grass hugging his middle were bending away. Almost as if they were getting pushed. He blinked a few times, then it all made sence. He was getting fatter!

"Oh boy... was it the soup?"

Soft snickering could be heard behind him, but he had no time to turn around. His belly continued to grow, as did the rest of him. Fat rolled over every inch of his fuzzy body, making him look more and more like half a roo stretched over a gigantic pillow. He attempted to struggle as he was lifted into the air on his gigantic belly, but was soon unable to move as all the fat weighted down his arms and legs. He watched with curiosity as his middle stretched out over his backyard, pushing against the fences. His rump and sides swelled out so large as to become just another fur covered roll. He watched as the neighbors houses seemed to shrink away beneath him, as his massive belly pushed him over 20 feet in the air. Slowly but surely, his massive gain came to a stop. His entire backyard was covered in his rolls. His fatty body drooped over the fenceline, almost touching the neighboors yards. He was very high into the air, and could feel parts of his rump touching his own house. A loud laughing came from behind him, but he could not look over.

"Who's there? Show yourself!"
"Well well... What have we here? An immobile roo? That will never do!"

Roofus was surprised, even though the voice was mildly familiar.

"Who is that?"
"Don't you know who I am? Must be my size, I've shrunk so as not to take out the whole area. I can see by your paunch there that you don't know how to read lables!"
"What do you mean?"

By now a shadow was starting to pass in front of roofus's face, and he was getting just a little scared. A firm weight was passing over his back, and massive sides. Each footfall felt a little sharp, thus the roo assumed that the owner of the feet had claws. A large scaly muzzle passed infront of the roo's line of site, and it flashed a fang filled grin.


"Hiyah! Its me Tombfyre!"
"Oh its you! ... did you do this to me?"

I grinned happyly, scritching the side of roofus's head.

"You're damn right I did! Do you enjoy it? I figured you'd not use it all at once."
"Use what all at once?"
"The spice! I sent yah that jar of white powder! Thats my spice! Though I sent you the really concentrated stuff..."
"Ohh... and I ate it all."

I laughed, scritching the flabby sides of the roo.

"That you did. You were only supposed to have a tiny ammount! Thus giving yourself an instant bellybed!"
"Bellybed you say? Well it apears I've got one fit for a king."
"Or a dragon."

I laughed, and so did roofus. I busyed myself for a time simply petting the huge roo's sides, and making him purr.

"Thank you for this fabulous present Tombfyre. Its loads of fun!"
"Heh, thank me after your mate gets home."

With that little comment turning the gears in roofus's head, I leaped into the air, and took wing off into the distance. A car pulled up infront of the house. An exasperated looking rooby wandered into the backyard, only to be stopped by a living wall of flab. Giggling to herself, she climbed up to roofus's head.

"I can see that you were busy today."
"It must have been something I ate."

The two spent the evening just laying there, and various naughty noises spread out into the night once the sun wen't down. Meanwhile a certain large red dragon was delivering another overwrapped package to another household. And the game began oncemore.

The end.