"KEEP THE FOOD COMMING!" Bowser roared at his minions, who were dashing in in out of Bowsers bedroom pushing cartload upon cartload of food and dropping it on the large table placed on the kings bed. The once toned koopa had become an emotionaly crushed blob as he shoved food into his fat face. His stomach buldged up about a good three feet and rolled over the sides of his shell slightly and created a good set of love handels, while moobs the size of melons hung to the side. His once toned arms were now hidden under thick fat that strained agenst his spiked bracelets. His legs had become a foot wider in fat, making them look even more stubby than ever before. Bowser's head was effected by his binge, large round cheeks bobbing around as he chewed through his food while his neck fat was pushed up by his spiked necklace, forming three chins as it hung off the edge.
"That damn Mario" Bowser whimpered "he ruined everything, my plans, my life, and now my body."
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