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Serin woke up and immediately he realized that there was not point trying to get up. His packed belly had since been converted into the mountain of flab before him. He guessed he was around 1500 pounds but he could have easily been more. He was the size of a 4-wheel drive now, his pectorals dolloped with two spreading masses of lard, his sides stacked with love handles 4 inches thick. His legs pressed against each other as the fat swelled them to the size of huge tree trunks, his rear looked like the two biggest beach balls in history and poking out between them was his tail; it's base the width of one of his thighs, it was immobile due to its own weight. Serin reached up to his face, the adipose deposits on his arm creasing, he felt his neck had been packed with spare tires of fat, his head resting on top like a delicious cake, his cheeks were plump with baby fat and his muzzle seemed significantly shorter in its new, soft home. Then Serin reached down to his belly and cried out in delight, his hands sunk in inches, inches of pure, solid goodness. Pushing his new inflated chest upward and his leg fat downward, his stomach dominated Serin's frame, a huge, round landing pad of gluttony. Serin gave it a light push to one side and instead of a single ripple traversing the draconine tub, shockwaves emanated from the epicenter for minutes until the dragon sea finally subsided. His tummy growled, as if the jolt had woken it up like a lazy, slumbering creature
"Don't worry, we'll get you plenty of packing today" Serin told his belly fondly, placing both hands on the top of his gut (the only part he could reach) and bounced the bloated surface up and down, growling with deep pleasure at the massaging effect it had on the rest of his belly.

Serin then turned to his equally gorged friend Furore who lay on his back, still asleep, he had evidently fallen backward after he'd finished eating. He mumbled in his sleep, unconsciously scratching his colossal belly and smiling like a silly dog, poking his tongue out. Serin giggled at his companion's appearance, Furore stirred slightly and looked blearily up at Serin
"G'morning" he said tiredly, Serin grinned and leant forward, slowly the rest of his bulk followed suit as he gradually rolled onto his belly, he came crashing down like an avalanche towards Furore whose eyes widened comically with a most wiley coyote-esque expression as Serin fell. Gloops and bloops issued from Serin's belly as the fat inside readjusted itself in the fall, the world stood still as the two behemoths came into contact; Serin landing chest-first on Furore's big, round tummy. It was like an overinflated bouncing castle, Serin blopped up and down for several minutes, riding the combined swell of both his and Furore's fat as the two greedy dragons jiggled like water balloons. Furore yelped in surprise and joy as the wondrous feeling spread from the impact zone, Serin laughing in joy as he continued to bounce on his friend's gut. Serin lay across Furore's expanse when the ripples finally abated, pressing his chest and upper belly into Furore, smiling with half-closed eyelids, he left out a deep sigh of satisfaction before turning to Furore
"Good morning sunshine" he replied, Furore smiled back
"I'd reach up and hug you but I don't think I could," he looked down at their squashed girths pressed together, "besides, it looks like we already are, and I prefer belly-hugs" Serin giggled, Furore felt the tremors in his own belly as the dragon laughed.

Greed looked down at the pair, grinning at their enjoyment, he called out from the ledge where he stood is the warehouse-like room
"You'll be glad to know there's no walking involved today," the dragons cheered at the statement, "today the trial will be performed in here, I figured there was no point trying to move such immovable objects as yourselves" he leapt down, falling 20 meters but landing without a sound, a feat for someone as bulky as him, Serin noticed Greed had a slight paunch over his hips, a small bulge in the glistening red scales
"Looks like you've been letting yourself go a little as well" Serin remarked, Greed returned what he though was a friendly smile
"Just a little, you've given me inspiration" he replied, patting the dragon's swollen flank, he turned back to speak to the group as a whole who, although they hadn't shown it, had woken
"Today I wanted to bring everyone back to the same level and even the playing field a little, although, truth be told, you should all be trying to follow the example set by these prime specimens" he didn't need to gesture, all the dragons knew he was referring to Serin and Furore who had consumed more than double anyone else's share
"Therefore you will all eat until you are at the same weight as everyone else, the challenge today; eat as fast as you can, the slowest will be eliminated" Furore turned to Serin
"That mean's we get less?" he said, horrified, Serin chuckled
"Give yourself a break, I'm sure you can hold it off for another day" Furore mumbled something grumpily in response, Greed came over to the overstuffed pair
"I guess you'll be on rations today," he said apologetically, "I'll help you up, hold still" the haze surrounded the tubby dragons and both were lifted to a sitting position, their bellies, pulled down by gravity, sloshed into a pear shape, their sides bulging out from the pressure of the fatty contents
"Begin" Greed called out, the chutes from yesterday dropped down, their extended slides curved around and formed a semi-circle which fitted around each dragon's lower chest, just at arm level, looking like incredibly wide, curved drinking troughs, the chutes dispensed quantities of food into each slide then retreated back upwards to the roof. Serin groaned, the portion was nothing compared to yesterday's glut, looked positively miniscule in comparison, Furore would obviously take it badly. Serin looked over and indeed, Furore was already munching into everything in reach with an angry, determined expression, he turned to Serin
"What, get started already" and turned back to his feasting. The rest of the dragons had been allocated huge meals, falling over the sides of the slide, the food piled into ominous hills as the dragons eagerly ploughed into the fattening goods, sighing at the lack of competition Serin lazily picked up a monstrous meat pie and crammed it into his mouth whole, savoring the flavour seeing as he had no need to rush, at least he would be very hungry tomorrow. Serin was almost half way through when Furore had finished, smacking his lips and belching with a sound so deep that it seemed to shake the surrounding air, Serin looked up
"Nice, I'd give you some of mine but I can't reach" Furore smiled at the offer
"Nah, you need it" he said, patting his slightly more inflated girth in response. He turned to watch the other dragons wolfing down their feasts, swelling larger and larger as they gradually caught of to the dominant pair. Serin played with his food for Furore's entertainment, flourishing a jelly tower so dramatically it nearly slid off it's platter, Furore giggled and rolled his eyes and his friend's antics as he upended the platter over his gaping jaws
"Ta-da, it's gone" Serin announced as Furore clapped sarcastically, Serin had finished his meal and turned to watch the others, many had slowed dramatically, overwhelmed by the massive quantities of food, pushing themselves to finish the next bite. Many were panting and gasping at the effort of gorging to voraciously for extended periods of time
"Come on lightweight" Serin said amicably to the red dragon sitting next to him, he turned and gave Serin a thumbs up before returning to his food.

A few minutes later and most of the other dragons were reaching the ends of their feasts, reaching the same size of the fattest duo. They were reduced to clumsily shoving food into their protesting mouths as they struggled bite after bite. Furore was bored, lying back down and massaging the top of his belly, Serin continued to watch the others, occasionally shouting encouragement as they puffed up to his size. The final pair of dragons had noticed their predicament and redoubled their effort, frantically pushing food into their mouths, staining their snouts with all the colours of the rainbow in their efforts to avoid elimination. A purple and a blue, desperately trying to finish before the other, the purple reached his last doughnut; cramming it into his mouth and swallowing enormously as he lay back exhausted from his efforts, his belly almost rolling over his face as he fell backwards like a boulder of fat. The blue dragon saw the other finish to his dismay as he stopped eating, Greed reappeared
"Very good, now that the competition is a little more even, we will continue after your rest, sleep tight" he raised a hand to the blue dragon who lifted off the ground "you're coming with me" and Greed proceed through the passage which again enlarged itself to fit the monstrous dragon through. Serin watched them go, seeing their shadows disappear around the corner. Furore was already asleep, snoring cavernously as he lay with his hands still resting on his gargantuan bulk. Serin heard voices coming from the passage, there was a scream but it was silenced suddenly, Serin shivered and decided, snuggling up against his own fat, that he was definitely not going to be eliminated any time soon

Greed finished the concealment charm. He re-entered the room full of sleeping dragon blobs, surveying his work like a proud craftsman, he walked around and noticed the slide still containing the remains of the food the blue dragon had not eaten, glorying is his own gluttony, Greed upended the slide into his jaws.

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Serin woke up and immediately he realized that there was not point trying to get up. His packed belly had since been converted into the mountain of flab before him. He guessed he was around 1500 pounds but he could have easily been more. He was the size of a 4-wheel drive now, his pectorals dolloped with two spreading masses of lard, his sides stacked with love handles 4 inches thick. His legs pressed against each other as the fat swelled them to the size of huge tree trunks, his rear looked like the two biggest beach balls in history and poking out between them was his tail; it's base the width of one of his thighs, it was immobile due to its own weight. Serin reached up to his face, the adipose deposits on his arm creasing, he felt his neck had been packed with spare tires of fat, his head resting on top like a delicious cake, his cheeks were plump with baby fat and his muzzle seemed significantly shorter in its new, soft home. Then Serin reached down to his belly and cried out in delight, his hands sunk in inches, inches of pure, solid goodness. Pushing his new inflated chest upward and his leg fat downward, his stomach dominated Serin's frame, a huge, round landing pad of gluttony. Serin gave it a light push to one side and instead of a single ripple traversing the draconine tub, shockwaves emanated from the epicenter for minutes until the dragon sea finally subsided. His tummy growled, as if the jolt had woken it up like a lazy, slumbering creature
"Don't worry, we'll get you plenty of packing today" Serin told his belly fondly, placing both hands on the top of his gut (the only part he could reach) and bounced the bloated surface up and down, growling with deep pleasure at the massaging effect it had on the rest of his belly.

Serin then turned to his equally gorged friend Furore who lay on his back, still asleep, he had evidently fallen backward after he'd finished eating. He mumbled in his sleep, unconsciously scratching his colossal belly and smiling like a silly dog, poking his tongue out. Serin giggled at his companion's appearance, Furore stirred slightly and looked blearily up at Serin
"G'morning" he said tiredly, Serin grinned and leant forward, slowly the rest of his bulk followed suit as he gradually rolled onto his belly, he came crashing down like an avalanche towards Furore whose eyes widened comically with a most wiley coyote-esque expression as Serin fell. Gloops and bloops issued from Serin's belly as the fat inside readjusted itself in the fall, the world stood still as the two behemoths came into contact; Serin landing chest-first on Furore's big, round tummy. It was like an overinflated bouncing castle, Serin blopped up and down for several minutes, riding the combined swell of both his and Furore's fat as the two greedy dragons jiggled like water balloons. Furore yelped in surprise and joy as the wondrous feeling spread from the impact zone, Serin laughing in joy as he continued to bounce on his friend's gut. Serin lay across Furore's expanse when the ripples finally abated, pressing his chest and upper belly into Furore, smiling with half-closed eyelids, he left out a deep sigh of satisfaction before turning to Furore
"Good morning sunshine" he replied, Furore smiled back
"I'd reach up and hug you but I don't think I could," he looked down at their squashed girths pressed together, "besides, it looks like we already are, and I prefer belly-hugs" Serin giggled, Furore felt the tremors in his own belly as the dragon laughed.

Greed looked down at the pair, grinning at their enjoyment, he called out from the ledge where he stood is the warehouse-like room
"You'll be glad to know there's no walking involved today," the dragons cheered at the statement, "today the trial will be performed in here, I figured there was no point trying to move such immovable objects as yourselves" he leapt down, falling 20 meters but landing without a sound, a feat for someone as bulky as him, Serin noticed Greed had a slight paunch over his hips, a small bulge in the glistening red scales
"Looks like you've been letting yourself go a little as well" Serin remarked, Greed returned what he though was a friendly smile
"Just a little, you've given me inspiration" he replied, patting the dragon's swollen flank, he turned back to speak to the group as a whole who, although they hadn't shown it, had woken
"Today I wanted to bring everyone back to the same level and even the playing field a little, although, truth be told, you should all be trying to follow the example set by these prime specimens" he didn't need to gesture, all the dragons knew he was referring to Serin and Furore who had consumed more than double anyone else's share
"Therefore you will all eat until you are at the same weight as everyone else, the challenge today; eat as fast as you can, the slowest will be eliminated" Furore turned to Serin
"That mean's we get less?" he said, horrified, Serin chuckled
"Give yourself a break, I'm sure you can hold it off for another day" Furore mumbled something grumpily in response, Greed came over to the overstuffed pair
"I guess you'll be on rations today," he said apologetically, "I'll help you up, hold still" the haze surrounded the tubby dragons and both were lifted to a sitting position, their bellies, pulled down by gravity, sloshed into a pear shape, their sides bulging out from the pressure of the fatty contents
"Begin" Greed called out, the chutes from yesterday dropped down, their extended slides curved around and formed a semi-circle which fitted around each dragon's lower chest, just at arm level, looking like incredibly wide, curved drinking troughs, the chutes dispensed quantities of food into each slide then retreated back upwards to the roof. Serin groaned, the portion was nothing compared to yesterday's glut, looked positively miniscule in comparison, Furore would obviously take it badly. Serin looked over and indeed, Furore was already munching into everything in reach with an angry, determined expression, he turned to Serin
"What, get started already" and turned back to his feasting. The rest of the dragons had been allocated huge meals, falling over the sides of the slide, the food piled into ominous hills as the dragons eagerly ploughed into the fattening goods, sighing at the lack of competition Serin lazily picked up a monstrous meat pie and crammed it into his mouth whole, savoring the flavour seeing as he had no need to rush, at least he would be very hungry tomorrow. Serin was almost half way through when Furore had finished, smacking his lips and belching with a sound so deep that it seemed to shake the surrounding air, Serin looked up
"Nice, I'd give you some of mine but I can't reach" Furore smiled at the offer
"Nah, you need it" he said, patting his slightly more inflated girth in response. He turned to watch the other dragons wolfing down their feasts, swelling larger and larger as they gradually caught of to the dominant pair. Serin played with his food for Furore's entertainment, flourishing a jelly tower so dramatically it nearly slid off it's platter, Furore giggled and rolled his eyes and his friend's antics as he upended the platter over his gaping jaws
"Ta-da, it's gone" Serin announced as Furore clapped sarcastically, Serin had finished his meal and turned to watch the others, many had slowed dramatically, overwhelmed by the massive quantities of food, pushing themselves to finish the next bite. Many were panting and gasping at the effort of gorging to voraciously for extended periods of time
"Come on lightweight" Serin said amicably to the red dragon sitting next to him, he turned and gave Serin a thumbs up before returning to his food.

A few minutes later and most of the other dragons were reaching the ends of their feasts, reaching the same size of the fattest duo. They were reduced to clumsily shoving food into their protesting mouths as they struggled bite after bite. Furore was bored, lying back down and massaging the top of his belly, Serin continued to watch the others, occasionally shouting encouragement as they puffed up to his size. The final pair of dragons had noticed their predicament and redoubled their effort, frantically pushing food into their mouths, staining their snouts with all the colours of the rainbow in their efforts to avoid elimination. A purple and a blue, desperately trying to finish before the other, the purple reached his last doughnut; cramming it into his mouth and swallowing enormously as he lay back exhausted from his efforts, his belly almost rolling over his face as he fell backwards like a boulder of fat. The blue dragon saw the other finish to his dismay as he stopped eating, Greed reappeared
"Very good, now that the competition is a little more even, we will continue after your rest, sleep tight" he raised a hand to the blue dragon who lifted off the ground "you're coming with me" and Greed proceed through the passage which again enlarged itself to fit the monstrous dragon through. Serin watched them go, seeing their shadows disappear around the corner. Furore was already asleep, snoring cavernously as he lay with his hands still resting on his gargantuan bulk. Serin heard voices coming from the passage, there was a scream but it was silenced suddenly, Serin shivered and decided, snuggling up against his own fat, that he was definitely not going to be eliminated any time soon

Greed finished the concealment charm. He re-entered the room full of sleeping dragon blobs, surveying his work like a proud craftsman, he walked around and noticed the slide still containing the remains of the food the blue dragon had not eaten, glorying is his own gluttony, Greed upended the slide into his jaws.