NOT MY ART!

Yep, back to my Champa swap series! This one was drawn by  astonkitkat Definitely my favorite of the 4 pics I've gotten in this series, though Aston's work on the fourth pic is also good. :) I don't get fat stuff nearly as often as I used to, so thought I'd share this one from last year! And even wrote a little story for it as well. :)

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Story:

Part 3: Chunky Monkey

It had been a whole month since Jam lost an embarrassing bet, which placed him in yet another silly swap scenario. He bet "Fritter" (the furry equivalent of "Twitter") that if the newest Dragon Ball series turned out to be real, he'd swap bodies with Champa for one whole year! Unfortunately, the show turned out to be very real indeed and thus Jam was forced to switch places with the fat cat for a whole year.

It had been a tough time for Jam. After the swap, he had to deal with Champa playing with Jam's fat belly. He was also strung up like a pinata as Champa poked and prodded him with a stick, like a kid examining a dead rat from afar.

Even after a month, Jam was still having troubles with his new body. His body was so incredibly fat that it was hard to move around in without bumping into everything! His big belly bounced with each step he took, his folds of flab jiggling in the wind as he walked down to the street to meet with Champa.

He was surprised to find Champa in his body being nearly the same size as him! The tiny monkey had gone from less than 100 pounds to over 500 in just a month! The chunky monkey walked up to his former body while holding a bucket of chicken wings, right before pressing his fat belly against the cat's equally large stomach.

Jam grumbled and crossed his arms, "What the hell?! You were supposed to watch your weight in my body!"

Champa snickered as he pulled a drumstick from the bucket and bit into it, "I did, I watched it grow!"

"Show some dignity in my body, man!"

Champa pointed at the cat's exposed legs, "You're one to talk about 'dignity', you're not even wearing pants!"

Jam rolled his eyes, "I already told you, the 'pants-less with a lab-coat' look is my signature style! How would people know it's me without them?!"

Champa scratched at his monkey-butt with one hand and ate another chicken wing with the other, "I dunno, you could just tell them! While we're on the subject of 'not looking how we normally look', mind telling me how you got so fat in my body?"

Jam scratched at his head nervously, "Well, I sorta... Tried to access your god powers while wearing your body!"

Champa gasped, nearly dropping his chicken wings in the process, "You idiot! Average mortals can't access the powers of a God of Destruction. Any attempt to do so in my body will just bloat you up!"

Jam snickered, "Oh please, as if I could get any fatter than I already am!"

Champa raised his eyebrow and stepped back a bit, "Oh, really? Why don't you try using my powers again and see what happens?"

Jam puffed out his flabby chest and concentrated, "Fine, I'll show you!"

Champa snickered as he rubbed his flabby monkey-paws together, "This'll be fun,"

To Be Continued...

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