May 2023 Drabbles

Billy Bonka (XWG/Lactation)

“Returning to our breaking story. Billy Bonka’s Candy Factory was broken into and damaged this morning after an attempt of corporate espionage resulted in demolishing a section of the landmark factory. We will now go to anchor Charles Deuboes who is at the scene.”

The screen cut to what was clearly outside area. Whilst the slim reporter was standing outside the factory, the main background was taken by a dark, flesh-coloured mass that seemed to have exploded out of the factory.

“That’s right Carl. In the early hours, Bonka’s security was called to the factory after a break-in triggered the alarm. Not long after the factory was evacuated and the perpetrator of the break-in, whose identity remains anonymous pending investigation, had ingested an untested prototype candy. Said product had the unfortunate side effect as to cause the expansive growth which can be seen behind me. Only now has the seemingly endless growth stopped, leaving the man at what can be seen as an impossible weight. Whilst medical personnel have confirmed that the man is in no danger despite the colossal weight, Bonka’s Public Relations have released a press statement regarding the incident.”

“Whilst we are thankful no one was hurt in this incident, we express disappointment in our competitors for trying to steal and causing this incident to occur. We cannot make a statement regarding the investigation itself, we at Billy Bonka’s would love to employ this man as a source of advertisement space and, pending FDA approval, a source for a new ingredient.”

“Now for those confused by the last statement, it would seem that an additional effect has caused the grown man to… well, lactate a cream-like substance. This mixture has been sampled by first responders before the scene was cordoned off, claiming it was delicious even as the men who tasted it gained multiple pounds from the substance.”

The Scene cut as the reporter spoke, showing an aerial view of the site inquisition. The factory building was broken apart as a dark mass that towered over the neighbouring buildings. The huge blob stretched out, a massive sphere that was assumed to be the grown man’s belly spread out, a deep cavern where his belly button pressed into one of the close buildings. The aerial view shows streams of milky liquid flowing down in rivers from the huge blubber-packed mounds that were the blimped man’s moobs. There was a sunken section where the bloated blimp's head was, sunken into the rolls of fat as speaks that were medical personnel walked across the gelatinous surface that was his fat.

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Don’t touch the relics (XWG)

“Have you seen that professor who came by a few days ago?”

Makoto glanced up to his friend Iori as the two men worked to change the truck’s tire. The question did make Makoto silent as he tried to recall what he can about the visiting man, recalling he had gone to the nearby ruins.

“No, I haven’t. Though calling him a professor is too kind. Just another glory-seeking thief.” The young man said, recalling all the visitors their small village got with the discovery of the ancient ruins that were just a stone's throw from where the two men’s truck broke down. Whilst the initial discovery boosted tourism, it just lead to a rise of treasure hunters trying to break into the ruins at night to try and find some supposed fabled treasure of the Grand Sumo if the old readings were to be believed.

“Come on man, don’t be like that. He seemed really nice and actually cared about the history. And he wants the treasure found to display in a museum.” Iori claimed, recalling the conversations he had with the older man.

“In our country or back in America? Or worse, England?”

“Our museum. Besides, even you have to be worried, no one has seen them and they… huh?” Iori began to say, only to stop when his eyes seemed to be caught on something. Makoto was confused before realising why his friend had gone silent. The ground had begun to shake slightly, though, unlike a steady shaking of an earthquake, the mini-quakes were spaced out, almost akin to footsteps.

“Holy Shit! What is that?” Iori shouted, pointing towards the entrance of the ruins. Makoto turned, gasping when he caught sight of what Iori had spotted. Oozing out of the opening was a peach-coloured mass, pooling out as the mass found itself through the narrow opening. The two men were stunned as they watched the truck-sized blob leaving the ruins, the swollen blob wobbling and shaking as it practically cracked and forced its way out and towards the men. Getting closer to them, Makoto and Iori saw the features of the mass, how it looked to be mainly a vast belly with a deep belly button that doubled as a cavern so deep the men could shove their bodies into it. The scraps of clothing stuck on to the beanbag-sized moobs and gong-sized nipples. Noticing the huge rounded balloons that were assumed to be gigantic ass cheeks peaking out behind the behemoth, the small men looked up to the bearded face, framed with swollen cheeks and rings of neck fat, the smaller men recognized the huge blob of a man as the scrawny old man who came to their village a few days ago.

“P-Professor! What happened to you?” Iori shouted, still standing and having to hold onto the truck with the shaking ground as the huge man waddled closer to them. The massive belly dragged on the ground, sweat dripping as the huge panting man stopped before them. They saw the way his blubbery body glistened in the sun, his silver body hair shining with the added sweat rolling off him.

“I found…. URRRRRPPPP… The treasure,” The huge man said, releasing a deep booming belch that echoed across the valley, shaking some of the trees around them. It was then that Makoto and Iori saw the huge man’s thick arms, held at an angle because of the fat, in one baseball mitt swollen hand was a gold idol that looked like a smaller version of the blubber-packed professor.