This choice: The eating contest community • Go Back... After reviewing what he knew about the land, William felt compelled to go to the villages on the hills in the south. He wasn't sure why this was. The fox was never particularly interested in eating contests. These were events for bulky furs. A scrawny fur like him would never stand a chance in any kind of those contests. Nevertheless, he sensed an urge inside of him wanting to go south. Maybe this was adventurer's spirit getting the better of him. In any case, it wouldn't hurt to visit. Even if he found nothing especially exciting in the hill towns, then it wouldn't be a total waste of his time since they were only a day's travel away.
William set out the next morning for the south following a winding dirt road. It was a rather uninteresting trip; the only other fur he saw on the road was a trader heading towards the north.
By the time William made it to the hills, it was already the evening. In the distance was a ring of hills. Many of the local residents lived in homes they build on the hills. The majority of the commercial and community buildings were in the center flat plain that sat in the middle of the ring of hills. William knew that this is were he would most likely find an inn for the night and decided to head in that direction.
When he got to the town center, he noticed that there were no other furs on the streets. This worried William. He needed to find someone, anyone, to ask about the location of an available inn. As William stopped to assess his situation, he heard off in the distance the faint sounds of cheering and yelling. He rushed towards the noises.
Many of the area's residents had descended upon the town square. On the far side of the square was an elevated platform with a long table on it covered in empty pie tins. Three furs were sat at the table, each trying to swallow more and more pie. William realized that he had accidentally stumbled upon one of the south's famous eating contests and, since most of the town was here, he might as well stick around.
Though he was the furthest away from the stage, William easily made out the three contestants because of their sheer size.
On the far left sat a bull with thick, muscular arms that strained the sleeves of his shirt and boulder-like thighs that made his shorts skin-tight. The bull also sported a sizable paunch. A sliver of brown-furred belly stuck out from under his shirt stained with blueberry pig filling. The poor guy looked like he was going to be sick as he lazily shoved handfuls of pie into his mouth. A placard in front of him said 8.
Sat in the center was a kangaroo with light red fur. He, too, had a belly on him although it wasn't as large as the bulls. The roo was extremely bottom-heavy. His legs were incredibly flabby and his hips were so wide that William would not be shocked to find out that he need two chairs to support his width. Even the kangaroo's tail was thick and pudgy and fought for space against his massive rump. He was muzzle-first in a pie pan. The placard in front of him said 13.
And on the far left of the table was a massive orange and white fox, just like William. This fox was easily three times as wide as William and easily just as heavy. In general, the fox was fairly chubby but his gut accounted for most of his weight and looked like a white, soft boulder attached to an otherwise overweight fox. He was happily eating an entire pie hold it in both of his hands. The placard in front on his said 25.
"And time is up!" yelled a another fur on stage, clearly the host. "And your winner with 25 pies is Matthew! Give it up for your winner!" The crowd cheered as the fox raised his flabby arms in victory and two other muscular furs helped me out of his chair.
"And let's hear it for Troy and James! Nice try, guys! Better luck next time!" Troy, the bull, rushed off staged looking like he was about to be sick. James, the kangaroo, gave a brief wave to the audience as he got up and shuffled off the stage, clearly disappointed. Turns out that William was right about the number of chairs the roo needed.
Matthew, the massive fox, made his way off of the stage. A few members of the audience approached him in congratulations while the majority of the crowd dissipated. Just like the day before, William felt particularly drawn towards one of the contestants and he suddenly found himself searching for...
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