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Toon It Up: Light Munching on Heavy Salad (Outline)
🕑 Added 2022-12-24 22:49:52 +0000 UTC- “No, I did not order anything. You think I would remember something like that.”
- “Buuuuuuuut, the address is labeled your place. Seeeeeeeee?”
- The phone is held out to Ross’s face, the human pushing the phone again after getting a good look. Sure enough, it did say his place
- That didn’t mean Ross accepted that though. He did not order out for delivery at all. He definitely didn’t want any take out when he’s been trying his best to stay in shape.
- “I see that, but I didn’t order it! I’m sorry.” The delivery person sulked, a storm cloud forming over their head
- Ross tried to calm them down, saying not to worry. Internally, he thinks about not dealing with toons often enough to remember that their feelings and moods can wildly shift and affect things around him.
- The green raccoon guy sniffles and says sorry. The food is already paid for and the message said to make sure the person gets it gets it. He doesn’t want to have extra food left over after a delivery.
- Ross sighs and asks what it is. Ken explains it is a caesar salad when he checks the phone.
- Ross thinks a bit. That wouldn’t be too bad, right? He could go for a salad anyways. Wouldn’t hurt.
- As such, he accepts the meal from Ken, who is super happy and applauds his big fat green paws
- “Thank you so much! I hope you enjoy your meal and order from Chomp Squad again real soon!”
- “But I didn’t-” The raccoon has already left, heading down the hall of the apartment complex without a care.
- Ross sighs and heads back into his apartment, taking the meal over to the kitchen counter
- Placing the bag down and opening the package, sure enough, a caesar salad was there.
- He took a seat on a stool
- Smelled pretty good and something about the look, the colors made it really popped, like it was taken directly out of a commercial.
- He took one of the plastic forks packed into the bag and stabbed into it, taking out a big chunk of it, getting a crouton along with the salad
- He popped it into his mouth and chewed.
- Tasty! He licks his lips, tongue long and pink
- He takes another fork full and chews it up. SLURP!
- Hands swell to four-finger gloves
- He double stabs the salad and eats some more. It was lucky that toon showed up with this salad, otherwise he would never lose weight at the rate he was going
- He pauses that thought as he slowly chews. No, he was losing weight already and doing it well, working hard at the gym and training. Weird thoughts
- Sproing! Hippo muzzle with teeth popping out the sides with minor boings.
- He worked out plenty at the gym and with his running. This salad wasn’t going to affect anything like that.
- He eats more. Running and gym workouts… it had been a while though since he had gone to the gym.
- Chew chew. Just last week. Chew chew. Last month… chew chew. Last year… Musculature is fading and weight starts coming in to him.
- Huh, he didn’t remember when he went last! Ears pop out.
- Probably because he doesn't like working out. It’s too much for him anyways.
- Eats a few more bites as skin changes. Rubbery, aqua green and smooths skin.
- He lets out a small burp, spots appearing on a few spots of him. Excuse him! He felt like such a pig at times.
- Eats another bite for bigger feet with three large toes each.
- He rubs his pudgier stomach, which pushes back on his hand. Well, he certainly does reach pig proportions and beyond~
- He eats more and more. There sure is a lot of salad!
- Tail grows, followed by wider hips and legs shifting slightly up his sides
- More weight piles in for moobs and a bigger belly
- Oh yeah, totally gonna get so thin with this! I’ll be a whole new guy!
- Chomp! Head fully morphs with bigger cheeks, rubbery skin, and more
- A whole new hippo~! All will be looking up!
- He tosses the rest of the salad into his large maw, figure turning into a pear-shaped toon
- Muscle shirt and pants resize and change themselves into a loose fitting top and boxers
- Buuuuuuuurp!
- The new toon hippo laughed, smacking the table as his belly jiggled. That was some good salad there! Maybe he should’ve asked where the raccoon got to the order so he could order more of it in the future!
- He stepped off the stool he was sitting on, the stool springing back up to normal size.
- He was definitely longer now, but he didn’t seem to notice, the hippo casually scratching himself
- Licking his chops, he looked down at his belly, giving it a squeeze. “Heh! Look at that! The pounds just melted off! I’m down like four pounds already after eatin’ that!”
- He reached behind him and pulled out a notebook and pen. He flipped through a few pages and scribbled. “Mmmmhm! Definitely on track to make my quota for weight loss this month!”
- He put the stuff behind him and hurried over to his couch, nearly crushing it when sitting down.
- He smacked the cushion and the remote… and a bag of chips popped out from the cushions.
- “Time for a little TV and food reward! I’ll be down to a nice slim 300 pounds in no time!” The hippo chuckled and started watching
- THE END
