“That Toner’s lieing to me” Gulliver sighed as he looked in the mirror. Just a few days after his follow up visit to Toner’s weight loss clinic and already he was much heavier. He lifted his workout tank top and whimpered to himself as two round, heavy moobs plopped onto his belly. It didn’t matter how little he ate or how much he tried to exercise, every morning was the same. He would wake up, squeeze into his workout gear only to find it fitting less and less well. Now, only the stretchyness of his underwear allowed it to creep over his big hips, and the new 7xl tanktop barely reached his navel. His shorts were never going to make it past his thighs and even his own paws could only barely reach past that deep navel.

All he had eaten the day before were a few salads and a bag of popcorn yet it was as if he’d settled his ever widening rump down in front of a soft serv icecream machine and drank it dry…