Doc stared at the potion in his hand. It was unlabelled. The contents were pink in hue with a few flecks of small, blue stars disappearing between the shimmering surface. Doc wasn't certain how solid those stars were, but he was amazed at the craftsmanship of the potion.

"You certainly look drinkable. Probably taste like a pink raspberry lemonade?" Doc cocked his head to the side, trying to picture the flavors as vividly as he could. He felt his mouth begin to fill with saliva. "Huh. I must be hungry.”

Doc continued to examine the potion. He knew he was supposed to take it to a client, but something about its design gave it such a tantalizing feel… and knowing this was one of Fluffmaster’s potions only made it even more desirable.

“Well,” Doc said, patting his well-defined midriff, “I’ve got some room for weight again. I’m sure Sarge wouldn’t mind if I drank this one… he can always give the client another. I know he’s got a proclivity for making the fattening stuff!”

Doc popped the cork and downed the potion immediately. Its taste was… odd. He couldn’t describe it outside of the taste of a dry mouth with a hint of strawberries. It was dissatisfying to say the least, but its effects were immediately prominent when he felt his waist begin to widen out. Slowly but surely it grew outward, pressing against the seams of his pants as it did. He felt heftier already, and it had only been ten seconds!

“Probably one of his fastest weight gainers yet,” Doc smirked. Reaching a hand down, he felt the round belly of his and hefted it up. He thought it would stop soon, but when his belly started to spill out of his hands, he started to worry. “Well, shoot. Shoulda realized it sooner, but this DOES have Sarge’s name written all over it…”

Trying his best not to panic, Doc tried to spare his pants by unbuttoning them to take them off, but he had already grown to the point where he could no longer reach underneath his ever-growing dunlap. He slapped a hand to his head. “Fast-acting AND large growing? Fluffmaster you certainly did it again…”

Doc was about ready to go find a chair to sit on, hoping to let the changes finish… but he felt a strange… “offness” to him now. Much like the potion’s taste being hard to describe, Doc couldn’t describe the sensation he had around his body. He knew it was tingling, but there was something more…. Was he softening everywhere now? He could have sworn his snout was starting to bloat as well, poking his noise upward as it did. Midway through trying to find words to describe what he was experiencing, Doc felt a sudden shirk, as if someone had slammed down on the top of his head to topple him over. “Gah! WOAH! “

Doc lost his balance and fell on his rear… but he didn’t feel any pain from this. Huffing with frustration, Doc tried to get back to his feet, but he found he was unable to lift his own weight. His arms kept buckling whenever he applied weight to them. Had his belly really gotten THAT big? Squinting, Doc looked around for his glasses. He needed to figure out what was happening now. Reaching a hand down, he felt around for his glasses. Though he found them quickly, he found his hands could not pick them up. He couldn’t move his fingers like he wanted.

His panic began to rise as he looked at his hands. He didn’t know if it was from his lack of glasses or from whatever this potion was doing, but he could swear his fingers were merging together into useless mitts. “Wait, this isn’t the normal weight gain potion?!” he asked aloud. “What’s happening?!”

Doc tried to call for Sarge’s help, but he felt the front of his mouth begin to merge. Like a zipper, or someone painlessly stitching his lips together, Doc found he could no longer speak… but even if he could open his mouth, he started to realize he wouldn’t be able to vocalize anything now.

That dry taste he tasted before? He now knew what it was. Cottonmouth. His mouth felt like it was full of cotton at that point, but now it was more literal…

He knew Sarge would be by in a moment and could fix this… but at the same time, he realized Sarge wasn’t the brightest person…. Hopefully, though, Sarge could put two and two together. Though when Sarge arrived, all he saw was a big, huggable plush on the ground.

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Plush TF Commission for Furryfan1234! I absolutely loved doing this and may've gone a bit overboard on the shading, but it was a lot of fun!

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Doc ©  Furryfan1234
Art/Sarge/Story ©  pikminpedia Me