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When Mlafi woke up, he was not in the same place where he had fallen asleep. Instead of his usual bed of leaves and vegetation, the lithe feral lion found himself on a soft mattress surrounded by cold iron bars with a gate in the middle that was far bigger than himself. Mlafi stretched out, finding his confines to be excessively large, even for a lion, and purred to himself for a moment before deciding to take a look around the dimly lit room. From between the bars, the lion spotted other cages containing beasts of peculiar sizes and shapes. To his left stood a black feral bull, caged just as Mlafi was, but he was enormous, with bulging muscles and a barrel chest much larger than any bull the lion had ever seen. To his right was another cage, and though it was empty, Mlafi caught the scent of a wolf drifting from the area.

Laying back down in his cage, Mlafi turned to the bull in the cage across from him. "Hey," Mlafi said, raising his paw to catch the bull's attention, "where are we?"

The bull turned to him with a huff, looking down on the laying lion, "You're new." Mlafi just shrugged, leaving his question sitting in the air between them. "We're in a testing facility," the bull continued, using his horns to point to a massive sign above the two that read 'BodyBuilders Inc.' "and as you can probably guess," the bull continued as he flexed his massive muscles, "we're the test subjects."

Before Mlafi could ask another question, the sound of metal slamming against metal roused the lion from his prone position. Two anthros, a rhino and a tiger, walked into the holding room carrying something between them and tossed it into the cage to Mlafi's right, "Base formula capacity stress test complete," the tiger stated, checking off a box on the clipboard attached to the cage before the two left with another slam of the door.

Mlafi squinted, struggling to grasp what he was looking at before it loosed a deep groan. The lion gasped, it was the wolf, the same who's scent he had picked up on before, and he was huge. "Hello?" Mlafi asked as he stared at the wolf, unable to move his gaze away from the taut, white orb that stretched out and away from the rest of the wolf's gray body. The wolf slowly turned his body until his view was no longer obstructed by his overstuffed stomach, allowing him to see the lion across from him. "Oh," the wolf was interrupted by a massive, body shaking belch, taking a moment to gather himself again "you're new."

"Yeah, and you're fat," Mlafi retorted.

"Well," the wolf began with a chuckle as he rubbed his gut, "you're not wrong."

"But you are rude," the bull chimed in with a growl.

"What are they testing on us?" Mlafi's legs were shaking as fear finally set in.

"Some kind of a muscle milk," the bull replied with a snort.

"And," the wolf belched, blushing deep red under his dark fur, "an appetite enhancer.

"Why us?"

"Why not?" the wolf and bull responded in unison.

Mlafi gulped, afraid of what was to come. Would he become majorly muscled like the bull, or stupendously stuffed like the wolf? Bypassing his fears, the thought of either option made his tail sway wildly. Just as he began to explore these thoughts the door to the three feral's holding room opened. The tiger and rhino returned with a stretcher and needles in hand, and were quickly approaching Mlafi's cage. The pair placed the stretcher on the ground in front of the cage, after which the rhino grabbing a syringe while the tiger moved to the Mlafi's side, petting the lion's deep red mane affectionately. "Preparing subject three for maximum formula capacity stress test," the rhino announced before pressing the syringe into Mlafi's thigh. Everything went black.

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Mlafi groaned as he awoke once more, this time fifteen feet above the ground, suspended by two straps, one behind his forelegs, and one in front of his hind legs, leaving his belly bare in the middle. The lion looked around frantically, but found that the room was empty, save for a wall of window panes that housed a control center and the rhino and tiger that had abducted him, along with two loudspeakers in the corners. Mlafi opened his mouth to protest, even though the anthros would not be able to understand him, but before he could speak a hose was quickly shoved into his muzzle by a mechanical arm. A sharp buzz filled the room as the loudspeakers came to life. "Weight calibrated, limits computed, engaging maximum formula additive," the tiger's voice echoed.

Another buzz rang out as the hose sprang into action, forcing a thick, milk-like liquid into the lion's muzzle. Mlafi moaned in protest, gulping down the liquid as fast as he could, feeling his stomach slowly fill with the formula. The lion shifted his weight back and forth, trying to sway and free himself of his restraints, yet only succeeding to make the contents of his belly slosh audibly in his stomach, which was feeling fuller by the moment. Just as Mlafi stopped his swaying, the hose pulled away, leaving milk leaking from the lion's maw as he let loose a massive belch. Already Mlafi felt different, his belly sagged heavily beneath him, and when he felt it with his tail, curling it between his legs, it was clear that it had stretched wider as well. The lion was surprised, he had only been in the testing chamber for such a short time, yet he was already stuffed?

Mlafi frowned as he came upon a strange revelation, he was certainly stuffed, but he was far from full. If anything, he was starving, ravenous even! Mlafi licked the remaining milk off of his lips and groaned in hunger.

Mlafi's ears perked as the tiger's voice permeated the room again, "Beginning phase two: capacity test." With that, two robotic arms descended from the roof and held the lion's muzzle open while a conveyor belt emerged from a wall panel before him and roared to life. Mlafi gulped in both fear and anticipation as various foods began to ride the conveyor belt, raw steaks, pork, chicken, and even venison slowly creeping towards his gaping maw by the second. When the first bloody steak hit Mlafi's mouth he couldn't stop drooling, he moaned as he swallowed it down with some difficultly, though he was not a stranger to swallowing some meals whole. The lion's tail swayed wildly as more and more meats pushed its way into his muzzle, each fatty and protein packed food filled his belly more but always left him wanting. Though he was forced to gorge upon meal after meal, the lion hardly complained, blissfully unaware of both the creaking of the straps that held him and the pained groans emanating from his gut.

The testing process was a brisk one, or at least it seemed to be so, as within ten minutes of Mlafi's awakening the feline's belly swollen beyond the size of a beach ball that swayed heavily below him. The lion had been known to stuff himself beyond full from time to time when he could, but never had his gut approached the immense size, shape, and heft that it had now taken on. Still distracted by his unending meal, Mlafi pushed aside the feeling of his belly pressing against his hind legs, pushing them back and apart as it grew. At this point, the lion was more gut than anything, the fur on his white belly thinning out and revealing strained skin as his rapid expansion continued. Mlafi moaned softly to himself as he felt his gut pulling him down with its growing weight.

With his eyes closed and mouth open, Mlafi tasted yet another portion of meat travel to his over-stuffed stomach before the speakers blared to life again. "Warning: exceeding maximum capacity," an automated voice announced. Mlafi's eyes fluttered open as the conveyor belt ground to a stop, the momentum launching one last steak into his mouth. Behind the glass, the rhino and tiger seemed to be yelling at one another as they ran out the door to enter the testing area.

The pair were too late. A moment after the final steak had fallen into Mlafi's gut, the straps that had held him in the air snapped, sending the rotund lion careening to the ground.

Mlafi hit the ground with a large slap that permeated the momentary silence. The lion groaned, his eyes still closed in fear before his paws could realize that he had landed on soft ground. A large mat had been under the beyond bloated feline the whole time. The lion burped loudly as he struggled to catch his breath, the sheer amount of food finally having caught up with him as his paws poked and prodded his overstuffed gut. Free of his nonstop feeding, the lion closed his eyes and cradled his aching belly. He was no longer hungry, though some how he did not feel as though he were full. Mlafi closed his eyes as a mixture of pain and pleasure emanated from his gut and filled his body. Unable to move, the lion basked in the feeling as he resigned himself to sleep just as the rhino and tiger entered the room.

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The lion awoke in his cage just as he did when he had first arrived, on a comfortable mattress in the dimly lit holding room, though this time his cage felt small rather than large. To the left he heard a snicker.

"Well," the fat wolf said with a grin, rubbing his large, though comparatively smaller gut, "guess you're awake kitty cat." The wolf looked over the lion's large body with glee, his tail flailing wildly. "Who's the fat one now?"

Mlafi looked down at himself in shock, excited yet scared by his enormity. Rubbing his gut, he ignored the canine's comment, instead he basked in the intense pleasure of his rubs, amazed at how soft he had already become.

"He seems to be enjoying it," the bull to his right chimed in with a laugh. Mlafi purred deeply to himself, loving his largeness and pushing back fears of a second round of tests, or the even more deeply troubling prospect of weight loss.

"He's only going to get bigger and softer too. That's what formula does," the wolf said, though the lion was not listening at this point.

Mlafi burped loudly once more, his now softer body quivering in response. "Yep," the bull snorted, "he'll be a big fat blubber ball in no time." The bull looked over at the wolf, "Just like you." The wolf rolled his eyes and growled lowly.

The door to the holding room opened with a slam. The rhino and tiger entered again, this time with another anthro, a chocolate furred, chubby shepherd, bound and gagged. "Same trial as the lion," the tiger said.

"Double capacity," replied the rhino with a grin.

The trio of ferals stared at the struggling anthro in confusion.

Mlafi grinned and went back to doing the only thing he could, rubbing his heavy, aching belly.