Despite how hard he tried the lard in the tube kept rising, and soon enough it would drown him. Eventually the collective lard lifted Tails from the ground and suspended him in the liquidy substance as it continued to pour from the top. Seeing the continuous stream pouring down and the timer which had barely passed another minute Tails did the only thing he could think of.
He stuck his mouth into the whole where the substance was pouring from. As expected the lard stopped rising with only seconds to spare, but it instead found its way sliding into Tails mouth and into his gut. Tails could feel himself get heavier as he injested more and more of the lard, but due to being almost swallowed up by the whole thing. He couldn't see the damage that had been done to his body.
It felt like he was there for an eternity as the fat went into him and packed on his body while the onlooking slobs cheered him on, until eventually the doors opened and Tails fell out. But only part way he was stuck on the door frame. Tails examined himself. "Oh My God...." He muttered, looking over his lard covered body. He was at least 200 pounds heavier than he was when he started. He managed to wiggle himself free and roll into the crowd. He felt more like a water balloon than a fox right now. He let out a belch and passed out.
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