"I'm imagining things, I'm bound to get huge from all this food eventually!" said Knuckles, and he continued to go to the food bar every day, from opening to closing.
His belly began to get more and more capacity as he was able to eat longer without stopping. He even set goals for himself on how many calories he could eat in one day.
However, instead of turning into muscle like he had hoped, Knuckles just got fatter and fatter...
It hit Knuckles one day when he was walking home again, but this time he couldn't even see his reflection due to the massive size of his belly.
"Huh, that's strange..." he said, and he waddled over to a nearby shop window instead. What he saw came as a shock; his belly was massive, a huge orb of flesh several feet in diameter, and his butt was even bigger. His arms were supporting wide sacks of fat that hug and jiggled as he moved them, and his legs were the size of tree trunks.
Knuckles grew worried. His technique wasn't working. Now how was he going to get bigger than Sonic?
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