Patreon Prompt 600

Prompt: Link can’t stop thinking about how fat he’s gotten from all the meals he’s received from thankful villagers. He uses his gas to defeat yet another boss, getting even more food from the villagers he saves this time.

            Having reigned victorious over the monster inhabiting the dungeon, Link began the arduous process of ascending towards the exit. Each step coincided with the sound of his green tunic trying to contain his hundreds of pounds of blubber. A misstep sent the tip of his hat forward to momentarily sink in-between his meat man boobs. Pausing just long enough to pull to free the wedgie from between his behemoth butt cheeks left him to stew in the odor that permeated the dungeon. Even if he was the cause for the stench, the rancid smell was more than enough to get his chunky legs moving again to get him to reach the outside faster.

            Upon stepping out into daylight, Link found himself surrounded by the people from the village. Barely managing to explain that he had defeated the monster through a series of burps going up his thick throat, he was met with applause. In spite of his protests and the gas that billowed out from his wide rear, the villagers were quick to drag his pudgy form back to town to give him the usual celebration.

            Seated on a pair of stools, Link watched as a spread of decadent food was placed in front of him. The scene had played out multiple times of him being forced to down the feasts to avoid offending the people he saved. Sliding a hand over his gluttonous form with all of its flab and gas, he told himself that another binge session wouldn’t hurt. After all, it was only through a particularly bad bout of flatulence had he managed to defeat the latest monster.