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Blubber Beast- Part 3
🕑 Added 2025-04-23 22:04:11 +0000 UTCBB has found success as a voice actor, but his stomach is doing as nearly as much dramatic posturing as he is- enjoy!
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"BOOOOUUARP!"
The sudden belch rattled the windows of the recording booth, and made the voice director wince. "Okay! BB— What the Hell was that?"
The white lion cleared his throat. "Ah— Just a, uhm, character flourish. This character always struck me as a little, uh… crass."
"He's been stranded on an island for three days, BB, where would he get the food to make that kind of a belch?"
"I don't know, maybe he drank seawater?"
BB's mouth thinned as he heard the voice director groan. "Alright. We're gonna take five. BB, remember, if you're going to go to the snack table, just… make a note of how much you're actually going to eat so the gofers can replenish it for everyone else once you're done."
The white lion grinned sheepishly— his new career as a voice actor had been going wonderfully so far; he had snagged four outstanding roles that had all the range he was looking for, and he really felt like he was able to test his acting chops— as well as his stomach capacity. Any plans of dieting or working out were a now long-gone memory, now that he rarely ever had to be seen in public or promotional materials. And strangely, it was as if a massive weight had been lifted from BB's shoulders— and now settled into his stomach.
His fluffy white gut had puffed up like an enormous marshmallow the size of a hay bale, spilling out of his shirt in a thick ream. His pants regularly had to be replaced on an almost weekly basis, seams popping as his flabby thunder thighs grew wider and rounder, his thickly padded rear poking out of the top and slowly eating up his tail. His once magnificently proportioned arms now looked like he stuffed pillows into his sleeves— doubly so for his increasingly plush chest. There was some concern that his double chins and increasingly round cheeks would have an effect on his voice, but so far, it remained as rich and golden as ever.
"Hm…" BB grinned, dimpling his cheeks. Rich and golden put him in the mind of a nice, honeyed cake— and honey was good for the throat, after all.
"Alright, are we ready to go?"
"Yep," BB said. "No other flourishes, promise."
In the sound booth, the man running the panel frowned, turning to the director. "I'm picking up some weird feedback… should we replace the mike?"
The director listened to the headset, then rolled his eyes. "Oh my God… It's his stomach growling." He leaned out into the hallway. "Would someone get me a gofer? BB needs a snack, stat!"
Comments
MuscleDragonWolf18
Bet he uses his stomach noises for extra sound effects
TheFirstBeliever
He just gets bigger and better every time we see him!
