This choice: Snoop around in the room. • Go Back... You wait and listen to make sure that both women have left. Once you are satisfied that they are gone, you enter the room. The room is dimly lit, casting most of it in shadows, but your attention is drawn to the fat man in the center. You notice that the man is no longer in a cart, but instead is strapped to a semi reclined chair.
You approach the man from the front and your jaw drops as you take in the sheer size of him. The most dominate feature is his gut. It stuck out a good foot past his knees, pushing his legs apart and resting heavily in between. Although the man is naked, the shadow cast from his huge gut obstructs your view of his genitals. Resting on top of his massive gut are equally large moobs. Both of them are sporting the largest nipples you have ever seen in your life. You can see that his eyes are tightly closed and his shaggy brown hair is damp with sweat dripping down his face. The short quick breaths that he is taking gives you the distinct impression that he is in pain. You see the man face contort some more, followed by a load gurgle from deep within his gut.
"berrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr rrrrrrrrrrrp!"
The force of the belch blows back your hair, as you are blasted with the strong smell of hamburgers and beer. "Sweet Jesus!" escapes your lips and you step back from the sudden blast of air. The man opens his eye at the sound of your voice and moans, "Please, you have to help me," followed by another massive belch. You step forward, place your hand onto his drum tight gut and say, "What is your name and what have they done to you?" "My name is Brian, and I think those crazy ladies are trying to turn me into a cow," the man replied, "Please, help me!" You can tell that talking is a strain for Brian, and he stops for a second to catch his breath. Without having ever taken the first hand away, you bring your other hand up to Brian's gut and can't get over the feeling of his enormous gut. Brian catches his breath and continues, "They hurt so much, please, can you help me release some of the pressure?" You think to yourself, "They hurt?", assuming up until now that the source of Brian's pain was his gut.
"What is it that hurts?" you ask and Brian replays, "It's .............."
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