“come on, we're gonna be late!” shouted the short black wolf as he pounded on front door, “I'm coming, keep your mane on!” came the somewhat irritated response from inside. The door flew open and L'arc the Lion stepped out,his scruffy mane of hair somewhat tamed, he was dressed in a too small black shirt that was tight around his rather large arms and emphasized his modest paunch and a pair of jeans that looked like they just barely fit, but he was comfortable. the wolf looked L'arc up and down twice in rapid succession, he opened his mouth as if to make a comment but quickly snapped it shut looking slightly embarrassed “hello to you too Gel” said L'arc smiling slightly at he wolf's expression, before Gel could respond however the Deer had L'arc in a tight hug although with their difference in size the rather petite buck could only reach and hug L'arc's ribcage his still short antlers brushing the big Lion's chin “L'arc I've missed you!” he said rather ecstatically “err I missed you too Latin” L'arc replied somewhat strained as the buck's tight embrace was constricting his chest “mind if you lighten your grip a lil bit?”.

“where are we going anyway?” piped up L'arc as they headed down the street Gel sighed lightly “I told you, some guys from work are having a party a few blocks over” “ugh then why are you so insistent I come along? They're all your friends” “you need to get out more often, don't be such a damn hermit, it'll do you good to meet some new people” “yeah it'll be fun, don't be such a grouch!” added Latin cheerfully. As soon as the three arrived at the party house L'arc's tiny bit of hope that he could have a good time evaporated almost instantly as Gel broke off and made a beeline for a group of co-workers and Latin immersed himself in a group of strangers and gleefully began conversing, L'arc sighed heavily and went to get himself a drink hoping getting sauced on someone else's liquor would put him in a better mood. As the big Lion made his way through the living room he felt invisible, usually his height and bulk warranted a least a few glances but no one payed him any mind, he shrugged it off grateful that he wasn't falling into any awkward conversations with drunken strangers.

L'arc was glad to find the liquor table which was loaded with a healthy variety of spirits he spied and selected a bottle of fine Rye, poured himself a hearty dose and threw it back, the warm feeling of alcoholic optimism began to spread through L'arc's body and he indeed felt his mood improve somewhat. Two young Hyena girls approached the table, giggling excessively to each other, trying to make the best of his situation L'arc smiled and greeted them “hello ladies” they both looked at him and began giggling again as they turned and walked away their giggling dissolved into raucous, uncontrolled laughter as L'arc's new found sense of optimism came crashing down. L'arc decided to anchor himself to the booze for the rest of the night, as he swilled down another whiskey he picked up on a conversation at the end of the table “why did you bring a whole damn keg? This isn't a beer drinking crowd” “well sorrrreeee I was just trying to be polite and bring something to the party” “well what are we gonna do with it?” “bah just leave it, not my problem” L'arc looked over and sure enough there was a whole keg, the Lion was no stranger to pounding back the beer so he thought he'd just help himself to suds. Finding the biggest cup he could L'arc drew himself a beer, it was perfectly chilled and very tasty, he couldn't tell what kind it was exactly but enjoyed it immensely none the less. Beer after beer L'arc lost any interest in the buzz of the party as he slumped farther and farther into drunkenness, not noticing the increasing tightness of his belt and straining of his shirt against his expanding belly, with about half the keg gone the Lion's belt finally gave up the ghost and burst off his pants following suit as the button went flying and imbedding itself in the wall. The too small shirt now not covering his swollen gut which was now the size of a large overinflated basketball “oopshh” slurred L'arc as he realized what had happened “oh well I neber liked these pantshh anywaysh” as he went for another beer the bloated Lion got a brilliant beer fuelled idea, he hefted the keg onto his shoulder and began to suck the beer right from the hose his furry gut swelling bigger and bigger finally reaching the size of a hefty beachball. “awww beer all gone” whined L'arc as he lowered the empty keg on the floor “I was shtill thirsshty” “there you are!” came a voice from a nearby crowd as Latin came bounding up to the drunken, bloated Lion the buck giggled as he saw L'arc's ballooned gut “looks like a certain Lion was into the beer” he giggled more and gave the swollen Lion gut a quick rub “anyway I came to get you, Gel wants to go home now” “lead the way o king of the foresht” Latin giggled even more “oh L'arc you're so charming when you drink”.

Gel was impatiently waiting for them at the front door as Latin slowly trundled along doing his best to support the big bellied, very drunk Lion “finally! There you are!” snapped Gel “and I see someone overdid it on beer again” his eyes darting to L'arc's blimped belly “oh heyyy wolfy! Great party eh!?” Gel rolled his eyes “lets go already I have to get up early tomorrow”. “L'arc would you be quiet! Someone is going to call the cops on us!” snapped Gel in response to the Lion's drunken antics, the Deer and Wolf were struggling to support the big intoxicated Lion as they tried to get him home, L'arc could barely keep his balance as he was escorted along one paw holding up his blown pants and one trying to support his huge swollen belly. As the three finally reached L'arc's front door Gel unceremoniously shoved the stumbling drunken Lion through the door “well good night!” he said hastily before scurrying off “Gel! You're so rude sometimes!” shouted Latin “I help you to bed L'arc”.