A storm of pawborne winds blast your body and challenge your strength, but you manage to cling to the rapidly climbing paw. You are launched past a scaled down mile of fuzz, but many more are hidden behind the smoky black trousers that you now zip past. You think you see an enormous paw print, but whether imagined or reality, the symbol passes too quickly to think about. You try to close your eyes as dizziness hits in a huge way, but the constant turbulence and fear of death at any moment keeps them glued open. The trousers come to an end, and a planet of pudge punches through the cloth this gargantuan being wears, hanging out for the world at large to admire. Far away, but getting closer by the millisecond is the wobbling moon of a beer belly this pandaren is attached to! You can almost hear the tension that the now tavern-sized belt is being put through, and you can see clear as the day the healthy gut on the very verge of folding over and engulfing the belt. Large as a town, a city, an entire nation, the closer you get, the more this ever-expanding paunch of the ages defies all measured restrictions you try to put upon it!
"Oooh..."
Only a giant of this colossal scale and monstrous girth could produce such a deep rumble of a growl as his other fingers dig into the two tone forest of fur his belly has become. This huge digit that you cling to soon follows as the pandaren scratches their belly! Your demise seems all but certain as the rolling hills of blubber beneath this fur scream towards you! A horrendous scraping sound slashes through the dark flora of this furry forest, stomach fur slaps through the fuzz that you cling to and smacks you with the full force of the flab it grows out from! You could barely cling to the finger as it is, so it's no great surprise that you are forced to let go and disappear into the white expanse!
Tumbling head over heel, your eventual stop somehow ends with you standing right on your two feet! Cat-like reflexes aside, you're queasy and wobbly enough to fall over at the slightest suggestion. But that's not important right now, what's really important is the image forming above your slowly craning head. You look higher to see...
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