Chapter #6Fifty Pounds Of Reptile by: wolffurry   Armadillmon stared at the large snake. It's body was large and wide. It's face was expressionless, a thin tongue occasionally flitting our of its mouth. The snake's body seemed just as wide as its head as the snake slowly slithered closer. Armadillmon began backing away, his back hitting the cell door.
"I-I'm not letting that thing bite me! It'll probably rip my guts out!" Armadillmon said fearfully.
"Don't be such a scaredy-mon. You won't even feel the bite on your stomach. And besides, I'm not letting you go until you get bit by every single snake in your punishment, understand?" Dorugreymon said.
Armadillmon looked back at his captor through the window of the cell door before gulping. He regretted ever going on his mountain walk, and eating that dumb corn even more. He slowly walked up to the snake, which had stopped slithering closer and was now just staring at him. Armadillmon blinked, hoping that Dorugremon was telling the truth about the snake's bite being painless. The snake suddenly wrapped itself around his body, something that greatly surprised the small digimon, and opened its mouth, revealing fangs glistening in snake poison.
"Please don't hurt, please don't hurt, please don't hurt!" Armadillmon said, closing his eyes.
He felt something push into his stomach, but tat was about it. He opened his eyes, seeing the snake's fangs buried deep into his body. It's mouth retracted as the fangs pulled out. The snake unwrapped itself from his body as it slithered back into the darkness of the cell. Armadillmon placed a tentative hand on his stomach, which began gurgling loudly. It didn't hurt at all, but now his body felt weird. His stomach began growing in his hand! It was piling up with fat, growing rounder and rounder. He felt the rest of his body undergoing the same changes as well, his limbs rounding out as fat piled on. His cheeks felt fuller and softer, as his stomach became a round ball. The sensation stopped as he looked at his body. He gained 50 pounds of fat in that bite!
"I've decided to go a little bit easier on you, since you're relatively young. I know I promised to have the snakes bite you at least four times, but I think once will be enough." Dorugreymon said through the cell door. Armadillmon sighed in relief as he rubbed his swollen stomach. "But don't think this will get you out of your punishment. You still have twelve snakes to go, and the last snake still gets to bite you as many times as I wish."
"I knew this wouldn't be that easy." Armadillmon sighed, grabbing his soft stomach and kneading the new fat into him.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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