Fang the Sniper was doing what he usually did (besides send angry letters to Sega of Japan): treasure hunting. However, this experience would be very different from other past hunts for it would involve a flying dog-thing...and turning into immobile blobs of fur.

Fang was at some generic temple, ready to "borrow" an aincent artifact. It was a statue of what appeared to depict the legendary deity Llennod Eisor. His heart pounded like a cold drum and his hands sweated like an acid cloud. His hands reached out for the statue, like as if it was a sensor bomb; any movement could be fatal if he was not careful.

"OH HI!" A voice spoke with glee. It made the half-weasel half-wolf flinch his two arms, causing the statue to fall off the stool it once stood for more than 14 centuries. He spun around with rage in his eyes to see a little chihuahua-like dog with wings, only as big as a plush toy.

It was only Chip; a shy little creature who enjoys eating chocolate when relaxing. Slight realization of guilt came from the little one with a furball for a tail. "Uhh, mister weasel thing...you wouldn't happen to be busy with an important event, right?" Oh, it was nothing of importance, echoed in Fang's mind, It was only one of the most expensive artifacts in the world. I mean, I'm not mad AT ALL! "I SHOULD KILL YOU, YOU LIL' RUNT!" the livid purple wolf barked at the soon-to-be-dead dog-thing. He slowly came closer to the victim with each step. Then those steps became walks. Walks became jogs. And jogs became dashes.

"THAT WAS MY ONLY WAY TO GET FILTHY RICH YOU FUCKIN' PIPSQUEA-" Fang stopped dead-on to notice two things:

1) He was getting fatter

2) The "pipsqueak", also suffering from the same effect, was latched on to his torso.

"Eh?! Get off of me!" Fang tried to remove Chip with his sudden flabby arms. However, Chip was trying to hug Fang as a way to forgive him for the sudden disturbance. Fortunately the little guy fell off; Chip's own sudden weight gain made it hard to hang on to things.

Both of the two were growing at a fast rate, to the point that they already became obese. "What the-?! What's going on?!" Fang asked, although he already knew the answer. Both were in a state of shock, never experiencing such an event before must have been frightening, not knowing when it will stop.

Minutes later, their expanding bodies ceased. What used to be a sleek treasure hunter and a real-life stuffed animal in the room, was now replaced with two fat blobs. Blobs that defy knowledge and understanding. Blobs that seem to came from a dream (or a nightmare for others). Even so, the two underwent a fantastic event.

They had reached immobility in just a few minutes and yet they're alive. It must be quite a thing to talk about in the scientific community, one to rage about on forums, and one to fap about on imageboards.