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Chapter 6: Big Bear (2/2) ~ Episode 15: Late Texts

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The contest was over, and the awards have been given.

Fred won first place, beating Alex in the Chug-A-Thon. When the wolf had just about finished his gallons of milk, he stopped due to reaching his true capacity, setting it down and rubbing his distended, swollen, tight belly. Fred kept going and finished, belching greatly as at this point he truly, with no exaggeration, couldn't eat another bite.

But, although winning first place in Eating, the votes for Best Belch went to Ben, whom won 3rd for Eating and 3rd for Sexiest Belly. He didn't seem annoyed for saddened at all by the fast he won last place in sexiest belly. He was proud for what he could accomplish, and both Alex and Fred were proud of him for this. Alex won the Sexiest Belly, scoring 2nd for belching and 2nd in eating. Fred was smiling the whole day since that moment. All three contestants Fred, Alex and Ben were now given access to the VIP Lounge (#2)! They were given assistance waddling over to the Lounge, as they all were in pain, moaning their ways over.

Fred won 1st in eating, 3rd in best belch, and 2nd for sexiest belly. Prize = VIP Lounge (Would include upgrade in membership and whatnot, but he was already granted this thanks to his job.) $500.

Alex won 2nd in eating, 2nd in best belch, and 1st for sexiest belly. Prize = VIP Lounge, upgrade in membership (twice), free food for five months, $300.

Ben won 3rd in eating, 1st in best belch, and 3rd for sexiest belly. Prize = VIP Lounge, upgrade in membership (once), free food for one month, $100.

Meanwhile, as Fred had forgotten his pants back at the stage, his phone continued to fill with text messages.

The trio of fat contestants went and inspected the room. It had the moody colors and lighting of red, dark red and black, it was scented with candles and warm from the heating. The three sat down in chairs and one large couch, moaning and rubbing their tummies as they'd gurgle and groan. They all rubbed away, panting and moaning. Eventually they managed to regain enough strength to look at one another and speak, Fred breaking the silence, "So how are you fatties holding up?"

Ben laughed, patting his stomach, "Stuffed to hell!"

Alex nodding his head, "Same here. You Ben had time to sit and rub your belly while we kept eating...!"

"It wasn't enough!" he shrugged.

Fred smiled licking his lips, "So, do any of you live here in Stuff Em'z hotel as well?"

They both shook their heads, Ben speaking up, "I plan on moving in around next month or so. Stay for about a year or so before moving back outside."

Fred nodded his head, "Sounds good, man."

They kept talking for hours, about bellies, food, origins, etc. until a servant came in with some clothes, "Excuse me, my big fat sexy sirs! But I have your clothes here you left at the stage. We found them when we were packing up the stage and cleaning." he handed them their clothes, they all sorted them all out to the correct owners.

Fred finally found his phone, hearing a tone come out from it. He checked his inbox to find he had __ texts from George. He read the to himself...

[George Watterson] (2 hours ago...)

"Just left police station with evidence on why Nick was shot. He'll be okay, just meet me at my apartment and help me sort out this evidence. I need help!"

[George Watterson] (2 hours ago...)

"Are you there? I really need your help here! Come on over and help!"

[George Watterson] (1 hour ago...)

"I guess you aren't around. Please, head over whenever you can, make it soon sometime today. This evidence has to do with Connor for some reason. I don't know why, just help me!"

[George Watterson] (47 minutes ago...)

"You won't believe this. Get over here now."

[George Watterson] (41 minutes ago...)

"I'm not joking now. What I just found out is insane. Get over here now."

[George Watterson] (29 minutes ago...)

"COME ON."

[FIRSTNAME LASTNAME] (1 hour ago...)

"YOU CAN'T STOP ME FROM FINISHING THE JOB."

Fred sat on the couch, jaw dropped, "I gotta go." he said to the surrounding fatties as he slipped on some gifted clothes from a servant to fit his new size.

Alex rubbed his belly, "What's wrong?"

Ben smiled, "Come on, stay for the party!"

"Screw both of you!" Fred cursed, getting redressed and packing his things.

Alex was offended, "What'd I say?"

"You didn't do anything," he sneered at Ben, "no, I won't be staying here to cuddle! Both of you mind your business! I gotta go, and that's all I need to say."

"Okay," Ben sighed, "sorry. Just be back soon."

Fred grunted, stepping out the door, "I'll see what I can do. No promises I'll be back in a while." he shut the door and ran out of the hotel/restaurant. What George was talking about, he was relieved that Nick was going to be okay, but what on Earth was going on entirely? Why was he shot? Who shot him? How did it involve Connor? Who sent him that strange text, from Firstname Lastname...?

Something else was going on in town, for sure.