W: (Previously, William the aquatic fox captained Titanic 2.0 all around the world. Sonic and a super obese Tails were joining the him to a local appliance store to buy a new washing machine)
L: Sonic: "You mentioned wanting one of those Rotom ones, right? Or am I remembering that wrong?"
W: yes, it was the Rotom ones
L: "Alright, I'll go look around and see where they're at!" Sonic takes off into the store, returning a few seconds later. "Yep, they've got one, but only one right now."
W: i'm coming. Tails, stay where you are. ok?
L: Tails: "Yeah, I'll just... Find a spot to sit down."
W: (i enter and see the XL Rotom washing machine) i was hoping for a smaller one, but that'll do. (i walk to the main desk) excuse me, is the Rotom still available?
L: Mufasa nods to Simba, who seems to be interning here.
Simba: "Yep! You came just in time, that one there is the last we've got for now!"
W: what in the... you 2 work here?
L: Mufasa: "I suppose I should have told you, but yes, we do. This is Simba's first day, though, I've worked here for a few weeks now."
W: what a revelation. and i'd like the machine scheduled for delivery as i have a blob of fox fat in my truck, if you know what i mean.
L: Mufasa: "Of course, we can-" He's interrupted by Simba laughing.
Simba: "Haha, a blob of fox fat!? I bet they'd be pretty funny to see!"
W: i've always wanted to say that second phrase
L: Mufasa: "Simba, remember not to laugh at other people's troubles. It's rude, and you might get in trouble for it here."
Simba: "R-right, sorry. F-fox fat, though..." He giggles a little.
W: it's actually Tails who got super obese. *ahem* anyway, what's the total?
L: Simba: "It's, um..." He looks to Mufasa, whispering, but you can still hear him. "How do I check that, again?"
Mufasa chuckles, whispering back "You do this..."
Simba, whispering again: "Okay, thanks." He looks at you again. "It'll be (fairly high price for a washing machine)"
W: i'm not surprised it's so expensive. (inserts my credit card into the pay console)
L: The payment is taken care of.
Simba: "Alright, you're all set! Oh, you wanted it delivered, right? Where and when would you like that?"
W: (gives Simba my address. it's close enough for next-day delivery)
L: Simba: "Yep, we'll get that out to you tomorrow if that works!"
W: sweet, it was good seeing you 2
L: Simba: "Same with you!"
Mufasa: "I agree. We should find some time to catch up at some point."
W: yeah, we totally should. (heads back to my truck)
L: Sonic comes with you, and Tails is out in the bed of the truck.
Tails: "There you guys are. How'd it go?"
W: we lucked out. and the father and son lion duo were working there
L: Tails: "Oh, Mufasa and Simba? That's cool, I didn't know they worked here!"
W: it's Simba's first day on the job there too. (takes Tails to his workshop)
L: Tails waddles his way inside, sitting on a couch with an exhausted sigh. "I really need to work off this weight at some point..."
W: tell me about it. Sonic, i need some time alone. so i can't take you any further. (they understand, feeling sympathy for me)
L: Sonic nods. "Yeah, I know how that can be. I'll come by again later." He heads outside.
W: (i head to my house alone. i see my swarm of clones had rebuilt it into a mansion) holy matrimony!
L: One of the clones waves to you. "Figured you'd like it! We certainly do!"
W: i guess i forgot to dismiss all of you before i left for the Titanic 2 voyage. oh well, y'all did a great job
L: "Thanks! I was sort of worried when one of the others suggested this, since it wasn't something you'd told us to do."
W: well, you're all dismissed. (all the clones disappear in a puff of fog) can't wait for an aquaphillic nap. (meanwhile, at Bambi's swamp forest)
L: Bambi, still rather fat from all the eating he'd done on the cruise, was getting ready for some submerged fun himself, happily sinking in a fairly shallow quicksand pool.
W: (his mom was nearby, watching on standby. Bambi was super obese so he didn't sink as fast as usual)
L: Bambi happily looks down at the quicksand slowly taking in more and more of his body. "Glad we figured out a better way to do this, I didn't want to worry you with it again!"
W: mom: me too. this works much better
L: "Yeah! Once the bubbles stop, you can just pull me right out!"
W: (she watches as Bambi sinks into the quagmire)
L: Bambi happily splashes in it some as he sinks deeper, about half his body eventually being under.
W: mom: hmm, perhaps i could join you this time
L: "I was thinking that, yeah! Dad knows we're here, right? I don't want it to be like that first time again..."
W: mom: (slides in) don't worry, even if we go unconscious, he'll still find us very easily.
L: "Alright! This must be a fairly usual spot for you guys, huh?"
W: mom: indeed. you know, seeing you this fat, especially with those fat puffy cheeks, make you so adorable for some reason
L: "I think so too! I'm really glad to hear it from you though!" Bambi happily nuzzles his mother.
W: mom: maybe when it's closer to winter, i can help you get so fat you wouldn't be able to move
L: "Oh, that'd be fun! Do you think Faline would want to join in?"
W: mom: i don't doubt. (Bambi's mouth goes under mid-sentence)
L: "I bet shble'd..." Bambi gets interrupted as he sinks far enough that his mouth is submerged. Instead of finishing, he stretches up just enough for a deep breath before he can't raise his head enough to breathe any more.
W: mom: it's ok, try and finish.
L: "Ibl beblt shble'd liblke bebling thblat fablt!"
W: i agree, but just in case, we should ask her next time we see her. (Bambi can see mom smiling, but thinks nothing of it)
L: Bambi's eyes are only barely above the surface now. "Webll, Ibl'm goblnna gblo unblder noblw, seble yoblu whblen wble wablke ublp!"
W: mom: same to you sweetie. (reaches and tickles Bambi's chest)
L: Bambi laughs out bubbles, quickly getting him fairly low on air.
W: (before Bambi's ears go under) mom: sweet dreams. (almost up to her mouth)
L: Bambi smiles, though his mom can't see it. He's already straining some, both from being unable to breathe for some time and having laughed out some of his air.
W: mom: (tilts her head back) i see why my lovely fawn enjoys this, it's so good all over...
L: Bubbles are now continually coming up from where Bambi's now submerged head was as he struggles to hold his breath, getting close to the point where he'll be forced to breathe.
W: mom: (gargling the mud as it fills her mouth)
L: A cluster of bubbles rises to the surface as Bambi is forced to exhale, and a slight indent forms in the mud from his instinctual gasp. His choking is barely audible from above the surface.
W: (she rubs his chest to try and soothe the pain)
L: Bambi gurgles and calms down a bit, still repeatedly coughing up mud and sucking it back in but not being on the verge of panicking any more.
W: (mom willingly lets herself drown too)
L: With just a couple more weak chokes, Bambi passes out, a slight smile still on his blue face.
W: (at the 4 other's places)
L: Blubby is napping in a shallow pool, his cheeks puffed as only a single bubble leaves his nostrils every couple minutes.
Sni-tii is practicing climbing on various poles set up around her home.
Cirrus is reading, with the end of his muzzle underwater as he also practices holding his breath.
Lenn is trying out walking on land while holding a breath of water, pretending to not be able to breathe air.
W: (back at Bambi's forest)
L: About 10 minutes after they'd drowned, Bambi and his mom are pulled from the mud by Bambi's dad.
W: (mom immediately after being put on safe ground went on a coughing fit)
L: Bambi does as well, hacking up the mud from his lungs onto the ground as his face starts returning to its normal color.
W: dad: i'm not surprised that happened
L: After clearing all the mud out of himself, Bambi looks up at his dad. "Yeah, mom and I had some fun! I want to sink with you sometime!"
W: dad: i totally would. and did your mother ask about the super weight gain thing for winter?
L: "She did, and yeah, I want to try that! I think it'll be fun to just be a blob like that!"
W: Faline: hey guys. *uurp* oh, scuse me. what's all the hubub?
L: "Oh, Faline! Next winter, mom and dad are gonna get me so fat I won't be able to move! Do you think you'd want to try that out too?"
W: Faline: are you kidding me, YES!
L: "Great! I wasn't actually sure what you'd think of it!"
W: Faline: well i'd love to. (back at my new mansion, Diane (Bad Guys politician) came to visit me. it was twilight and starting to get dark)
L: Diane knocks on your door. "Will? You there?"
W: (calls out) come in
L: Diane heads inside. "Hi, Will! Just figured I'd come by for a visit. And maybe to stay the night, if that's okay."
W: huh? oh, sure. (sighs and puts my hand on my head)
L: "You okay? You seem kind of stressed out..."
W: i was captain of a collosal ship full of passengers. the Titanic 2.0
L: "Oh man, I can see why you're stressed! That must have been exhausting... At least it's over now, right?"
W: definitely. and man you should've seen Bambi and Faline as we were back at the starting port.
L: "Haha, I heard of that! What a sight those two must have been!"
W: indeed. since you're here. i have a plan for my friend Cirrus' spring, i plan on making it big enough so he can completely submerge in his full size
L: "I bet he'd love that! ...Wait, full size? What do you mean?"
W: you usually see him at 10% size. if you think he's just that, you're dead wrong, he can shrink to 1% of his full size. he's actually 41 feet long and 3 feet wide
L: "Woah, he's huge! Hopefully that spring of his is fairly big already, or it's gonna take a LOT of work to make it big enough for him to fit like that!"
W: yeah but that'll have to wait. um, say, what fetish do you enjoy?
L: Diane blushes. "W-well, um... I'm an aquaphile, if you know what that is, and I also really like quicksand and being inflated with water. Quicksand's my favorite overall, though!"
W: well, my backyard is perfect for quicksand. i'll show you
L: "Oh, sure!" Diane comes with you to your backyard.
W: (she sees the entire backyard is a sea of mud)
L: Diane looks out at all the mud. "...That's, um... A lot of mud." She blushes again.
W: and it's really deep too
L: Wagging her tail a bit, she looks at you. "Do you mind if I go for a sink in it?"
W: not at all. go right ahead. (swan-dives into the mud)
L: Diane quickly undresses and happily jumps in to join you, holding her breath in case she goes under right away.
She splats onto the mud in a belly flop, with her nose just high enough that she's still able to breathe for now.
W: (surfaces) i've always wanted to hear what a belly flop would sound like on mud
L: Diane struggles to get her mouth above the mud. "Must be a pretty recognizable sound if you knew it without seeing one, huh?"
W: you aren't wrong. (Diane sinks fast)
L: Diane gets another deep breath while she can and lets herself sink under, happily blowing some bubbles afterward.
W: (several minutes go by)
L: As her lungs start to burn, Diane squirms under the mud, struggling to hold her breath.
W: (she gets to the surface with very little effort)
L: Deciding she's had enough, Diane quickly swims up to the surface, breaching it in just a couple seconds and gasping loudly.
W: (surfaces) going under is easy when it comes to willpower, but staying under, that's the hard part
L: "Y-yeah... S-someday, I want to... F-feel what it's like to breathe down there..."
W: if you don't have my special ability, it'd be extremely dangerous
L: She sighs. "Yeah, I know... Maybe someday I'll find a way to do it safely." She wipes some of the mud from her face.
W: well, there is a way. do you know your blood type?
L: "Um, it's... A+. Does that matter for whatever this is?"
W: i have a plan. if i give you a small amount of my blood, it should contain enough DNA to pick up my special ability and discard the rest
L: "...I'm not really sure it works like that, but... There's probably at least no harm in it. I guess we can try."
W: (after cleanup, i disinfect the patch of skin and the needle) just be sure to squeeze the stress ball when pain hits. ready?
L: "I can take it, just go ahead. Hope this ends up actually helping..."
W: (injects the blood sample into your upper arm)
L: Diane grits her teeth during the injection, squeezing the stress ball a little after all.
W: (quickly places a cotton ball after the injection) there, that should do it. you'll be nauseated for a few minutes, but you'll be fine
L: "Y-yeah, I sure am..." Diane sits down to relax as, presumably, her body's internals change some.
W: (i play FNAF, Pizzeria Simulator on my laptop)
L: Eventually, Diane feels better, and gets back up. "Alright, um... I feel the same as before, but maybe it worked. Not sure I should try it with mud... Can you fill a bucket or something with water?"
W: there should be some in the storage closet you can use.
L: "Give me a minute." Diane heads to the closet and grabs a bucket, fills it at a sink, then heads back to you. "A-alright... Guess I'm just gonna... T-try to breathe water, heh..." She sets the bucket down and looks at it nervously.
W: it's ok to chicken out, i'll help if you need it. (sad trombone from the laptop) D'OH!!!
L: Diane laughs, but quickly goes back to being nervous. "N-no, I can do it..." She looks back at the bucket, takes a deep breath, and shoves her head in the water. She opens her mouth, trying to convince herself to inhale.
W: you got this
L: After a few seconds, Diane finally manages it, taking a breath of water... And, to her surprise, not choking. With a few more breaths, she confirms she really can breathe underwater, and raises her head up. "Iblt woblrks! Oblh!" Water pours from her mouth as she talks, and she exhales what's in her lungs back into the bucket.
W: See? Told you it would work
L: "That's so cool! It works on mud too, right?"
W: Yes it does.
L: Diane sticks her head in the mud and inhales, again having no issue. She remembers to exhale it this time before surfacing. "This is awesome!"
W: Yeah. Suppose you're running your own little Pizzeria, things seem to be going great when all of a sudden, you're hit with a lawsuit. What is your reaction?
L: "What? Um... Well, first off, figure out whether what's being complained about is an actual concern, then go from there I guess. I don't know, I'm not a lawyer."
W: My innocent would have been one of going instantly to the second stage of grief: anger
L: "To be honest, I'd probably be mad at first too."
W: Indeed. Anger that is well Justified. All right well I'm going to go drown myself for the night
L: "I think I will too! Alright, good night!" Diane happily dives into the mud, instinctually holding her breath for a moment before remembering she doesn't have to.
W: Oh, almost forgot, (gives her a wristband. She knows this, Lenn told you about it)
L: "Right, forgot how this works." She puts the wristband on, and is about to set it up before she realizes she doesn't know how. "Um... What do I set it to for this?"
W: I think you should leave it on its default setting which allows you to keep full strength and complete consciousness when fully drowned. I'm going to have mine set to "unconscious"
L: "Okay, yeah, and I'll just sleep normally. I'll get a feel for how this works tomorrow. Alright, good night for real this time!"
W: Mhm. (Purposefully inhales and chokes on the mud. She knows full well The Wristband can allow you to feel what it's like to drown without risking anything)
L: "Man, I'm so trying that out tomorrow..." Diane lets herself sink, closing her eyes to slowly get to sleep, while blushing a bit from hearing you drown.
W: I love the drowsy feeling i get from this... (passes out)
L: "I bet I will, too..." Before too long, Diane falls asleep on the bottom of the mud pool.
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