The Arwing was zooming across the galaxy while one member of the ship was entering the lab. Amazingly, it was the blue vixen, Krystal, who was sleepwalking. She was walking like a zombie with her eyes closed, muttering something in Saurian.

She entered a room that had a red sign, saying, "DO NOT ENTER." When inside, she spoke in English this time. "Why is it cold in here?" She moaned, "Am I in a frozen chamber?" When walking, her leg shoved a nearby chair which had a ray-gun with a label that's said, "UNTESTED". When it hit the ground, it zapped and struck right at her belly.

This immediately woke up the fox. "HEY!" She yelled. "Fox, you know better than shoot a lady!" Krystal realized that she was in a lab and there was a ray-gun that struck her. "Oh, my..." she huffed worriedly, picking up the gun and set it on the table next to the chair. "Sleepwalking away..."

She had no idea what the gun did, but so far, she felt nothing. "I did nothing," she concluded. "I think it was just a dud." She began to walk away from the lab to find her way back to the bedroom. When she did, she yawned, stretched and returned back to sleep.

On the bed, just a little later, something took place. Her belly started to hiss softly. It was growing like a balloon. The black blanket was starting to ride up her inflating gut. During the process, Krystal was snoring soundly when she felt a cold breeze creeping in. "Sle....Slippy," she muttered. "Is that you? You having a nightmare again?"

When she woke up, she realized what was happening. The blanket was on the side and her belly was bigger than herself. Her ongoing stomach reached for the ceiling, pressing the poor vixen down on the bed. With the inflating still going on, Krystal found herself stuck in place.

Ohh... Brilliant!! She thought to herself.

Too bad this isn't a dream. Or is it?

Krystal Belongs To Nintendo