“Thank you so much, guys, for helping out! This feast is gonna be AWESOME!” Po exclaimed, carrying wooden crates of food, donated from all over China.
“Of course, Po. At first, your idea seemed… stupid, but once our enemies agreed to the outing, I was more than surprised and glad that the idea worked out,” Master Shifu replied, holding crates stacked on top of each other far above his head. “However, you and the Five should still be on top of your game, in case anyone decides to act up. And Po!” The tubby panda turned to shifu, holding a peculiar fruit in his paw with mouth open. “Don’t eat anything until our guests arrive.”
“Awh man…” he sighed, setting the large table splayed out in the center of town with bowls of all kinds of delicacies. He whispered to himself, “Shifu wouldn’t mind just… one crate missing…” he said, tiptoeing away toward the large cart holding all the boxes. He grabbed one as quietly as he could and slipped behind one of the nearby houses to open the crate, revealing it to be chock-full of gigantic dumplings, each bigger than Tigress’ fist! He took a big inhale, and before yelling in satisfaction, realized he needed to be quiet, and exclaimed in a whisper, “Aw, yeah…” before his tummy rumbled, jiggling his fat, and he began to eat.
He chomped one dumpling in a single bite, and although it had an unusual flavor, it wasn’t bad. He had a second, a third, and a fourth. “Mm-mmmph, these babies get better the more I eat ‘em,” he replied, before starting to stuff multiple in his mouth before swallowing, as many as he could! He got in six, before swallowing and stifling a belch. “Whew, some heavy stuff,” he replied as he pat his gut and it jiggled in response, more than usual. “Better finish them off though, not full yet!” As he ate and ate, his belly began swelling with fat, stretching and sagging over his elastic shorts as his legs and arms also thickened, along with getting another chin on his tubby face. A bit of a blush ran across his cheeks as his shorts suddenly felt tight around his junk, which was now brushing the floor as his shorts ripped open in a few places!
“PO!” Tigress called out, to which he shook his head and got out of his gluttonous haze to then waddle over towards the crowd. “What happened to you?” She asked with a raised eyebrow, looking down.
“Oh, y’know, just takin’ a little break---”
“I mean the weight. There’s a lot more fat panda than I remember.”
“Uuuuhh… wwwwith the feast coming up I had to prepare! Getting… more room in my stomach for all the delicious food!”
“And, the pants?” She asked, Po’s bulge now resting on the ground, easily visible below his fatter gut.
“Just… shrunk in the wash.”
"Po, I know you're lying. Just tell me what's going on. Or... show me."
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