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The party had been going well up until a few minutes ago, when one of the hosts had suddenly raised an alarm, and all hell had broken loose. Someone, it seemed, had been tipped off about the noise coming from the house, and all of the partygoers now had a matter of minutes to scatter from the premises and make their escape. The vast majority had headed straight for the basement themselves to make as quick and discrete an exit as possible, the lone window high up on one wall offering the most inconspicuous way out, and a chance for co-operation by helping pull up whoever was immediately following.\n\nMitch, though, wasn't going to get that chance, the attendee preceding him already having cleared the garden fence and vanishing into the night. While everyone else had been making a run for it, he had been scouring the place to find the friend he was attending the party alongside, eventually bumping into them as they were leaving the bathroom on the second floor. After searching almost every room in the house to find him, and having to rush all the way back down to the very bottom again, it turned out that he had arrived at the basement just a few seconds too late.\n\nAnd once that friend made it downstairs as well, it was all too obvious why.\n\n\"Where the hell is everyone?\" asked Aluin a little breathlessly, as he staggered his way down the last few steps, the basement - just like the rest of the house - completely vacant spare for himself and Mitch. The two had known each other since high school, initially bonding over their shared love of both music and fantasy games, and remaining in touch while each starting out at a local college, still finding time to catch up with one another, of which tonight was just one example.\n\nIt also helped that Mitch had been at least more accepting than some of Aluin's hibernation genes back then. Every year saw the groundhog getting a little chubbier as winter approached, before slimming back down to a more average size once spring arrived. It took him a while to get used to the inevitable teasing about it from other kids, but it was simply a cycle his body went through with the seasons, and Mitch seemed to understand that about him.\n\nWhat both Mitch - and Aluin himself - struggled to understand, however, was what had happened this time around. The groundhog had began to bulk up last autumn as per normal, but when winter came, his growth didn't stop. Instead, it continued on into the spring, necessitating an almost total replacement of his wardrobe, and despite multiple doctor's visits during the summer, they still couldn't nail down exactly what the problem was.\n\nNow the fading greens on the tree leaves were opening the door to another autumn, and there was only one thing the pair knew for certain. Rather than spending just the usual couple of months getting slightly bigger before returning to his normal size, Aluin had been gaining weight for an entire year.\n\n\"They've already gone,\" Mitch explained, still wide-eyed with adrenaline, jabbing a thumb in a vague direction over his shoulder as he hurriedly grabbed the wrist of his friend.\n\n\"What, they just left us here?!\" the groundhog blurted out in shock at such a revelation.\n\n\"Doesn't matter right now,\" the cat cut in, reminding Aluin that they had more important things to worry about at this point. With Mitch leading Aluin across the dingy den, the two wove their way between the makeshift furniture and abandoned cans dotted across the floor. \"we've gotta sneak out too, come on!\"\n\nAs the pair approached their exit, Aluin looked up at the window near the ceiling, the casement still ajar, allowing the cooler night breeze to drift gently into the room, a mild relief from the stuffy indoor air which had only gotten worse throughout the party. What was more concerning, though, was the bottom lip of the window being some five feet off the ground, nearly eye level with the groundhog, who watched as Mitch deftly hopped up, planting one foot on the wall, and began to pull himself into the opening. An act of agility that Aluin's body had long since outgrown. \"Dude, I can't climb up there,\" he said.\n\nMitch abruptly came to a stop, just as his head ducked beneath the edge of the window, and glanced back over his shoulder, meeting the obviously concerned gaze of the groundhog. In his haste to make his own escape, it had slipped his mind that his far larger friend would have to do the same, and the cat realized almost for the first time, Aluin simply wasn't built for climbing anymore. He wasn't even built for running anymore after the last twelve months, an apparent genetic glitch leaving him with a figure only really designed for sitting on his ever-expanding butt.\n\nA quick look around the room revealed nothing of any help either - beanbags, boxes, and breeze blocks stacked up as makeshift shelves. He didn't know exactly how heavy Aluin was, but none of the detritus around the basement appeared strong or stable enough to support him. \"Shoot, you're right,\" he admitted, instantly reversing course and dropping back down to the floor below with a gentle smack of trainers on concrete. \"I'll give you a hand, big guy,\" the cat offered, cupping his hands in front of him to create a makeshift foothold for the groundhog. \"Up you go.\"\n\nCautiously, Aluin stepped forward, reaching up to grab the ledge of the window, before raising one foot up as best he could, only for his thickened thigh to bump into the underside of his oversized belly. Flexibility was evidently something the groundhog had also lost over the past year. It took his ally crouching down a little for him to get that foot securely in place, but Aluin still paused for a second beforehand. \"Are you sure about this, Mitch?\" he asked.\n\n\"Yeah, don't worry,\" the cat reassured him with a swift nod, \"I'm not leaving you behind.\" The groundhog might have been a lot bigger than he used to be, but that didn't mean he wasn't the same guy Mitch had known for all these years. Despite that, though, Aluin was clearly a lot more worried about how his newfound size was affecting him, as Mitch turned his attention upward to see him standing there, staring at the edges of the window frame either side of him. \"Hurry!\" he blurted out, drawing a startled gasp and frantic apology from the groundhog, who dutifully jumped into the air a little, leaving Mitch to help him the rest of the way.\n\nImmediately, the pair realized their mistake, as the unprepared Mitch instantly toppled over toward the floor, only having time to swivel around awkwardly into an approximation of a combat roll, while Aluin suddenly found his balance deserting him as he dropped back down, stumbling backwards and falling butt-first onto the concrete with a tremendous slam as the two of them collapsed, one having a much rougher landing than the other. Mitch hadn't known exactly how heavy Aluin was, but the answer, it turned out, was VERY.\n\n\"Shit!\" Mitch rapidly scrambled back to his feet, gathering his bearings after taking that inadvertent tumble, grateful that he at least had emerged from it unhurt before turning to the groundhog. \"Are you okay?\"\n\nAluin, meanwhile, was in the process of awkwardly picking his far heavier figure off the ground, first clambering over onto one knee before pushing himself back up to both feet with a soft grunt, a little winded after the unexpected impact. \"Ow...\" he groaned, gently rubbing the side of his butt with one hand where he had landed heavily on the unyielding floor. \"I'll be fine, what about you?\"\n\nQuickly brushing off his friend's concerns, Mitch grabbed Aluin's arm once again and pulled him back over to the window. \"I'm good,\" he told him, \"we've just gotta try a different angle, grab the ledge and get ready.\" This time, the cat crouched down a little further, wrapping his arms around one of the groundhog's meaty thighs. Being this close to him, Mitch couldn't help noticing how snug the seams on Aluin's jeans were, with not a great deal of room left within for their owner. The hem of his shirt also chose that moment to rise up a little as the big guy took a hold of the window ledge, revealing a small but burgeoning crescent of cream-coloured belly fur testing the waistband of those jeans. Perhaps it was nearing the time for Aluin to add another X to his clothing tags.\n\n\"Okay, ready?\" Mitch asked.\n\n\"I think so,\" Aluin replied.\n\n\"Alright, GO!\" came the call from the cat, and the duo once more set about hoisting the groundhog up to their exit. Hopping into the air as best he could, Aluin thankfully didn't fall back down straight away, as his smaller friend was able to heft him up a little further and quickly scoot into a more supportive stance underneath him. Unfortunately, once gravity took back over, the full weight of the groundhog suddenly bore down on Mitch's slender body like a cement truck, and the smaller of the two let out a wheezing groan, staggering in place as he had to fight to remain upright.\n\nAluin couldn't help giving a gasp of surprise as the platform beneath him began to teeter and sway, quickly grabbing anything outside in a futile attempt to stabilize himself. \"Woah, woah, Mitch!\" he called back, yanking out a handful of grass from the lawn. \"Careful! Don't drop me again!\"\n\nMitch, though, was too preoccupied to listen, instead awkwardly shuffling himself into a better position to lift his huge friend up. Slowly manouvering his way further underneath the big groundhog, he tried his best to ignore the faceful of soft, squishy tummy he got along the way, or the extreme angle his spine was having to bend, or the burning muscles in his legs as he had to hoist his heavy companion an inch or two higher in order to move under him each time.\n\nSadly, the inevitable drop of another inch or two each time his grip shifted was constantly threatening to undo the small amount of progress the two had made, and Mitch very nearly collapsed on more than one occasion. A strained grunt came from the cat with every slight movement he made beneath the big groundhog, obviously being put through incredible discomfort. However, the bigger of the two was soon dealt his own discomfort from the situation, as with one particularly drastic repositioning from his smaller friend, Aluin suddenly felt a bony shoulder thrust right between his legs. HARD.\n\n\"AHHHHHH!\" The groundhog instantly howled out in agony, tearing out more of the lawn as he instinctively tried to curl up a little at the intense pain shooting through him. \"Ahhhh-hah...Mitch, that really hurt...\" he whined, his voice barely a squeak through gritted teeth, eyes clenched shut as his whole body seized up from the debilitating impact.\n\nMitch, meanwhile, continued his efforts to shift into a better spot, eventually managing to get his fat friend perched across his back. \"Hrrrmf! It wouldn't be as bad if...nnngh! If you weren't three times the size of me!\" he told the groundhog, trying to wrap his arms around those thick thighs once again to get a better grip, but finding it quite difficult with Aluin currently tensed up as he was. \"Gimme your legs, I can't get a good hold of you!\"\n\nWith a faint whimper, Aluin blinked away the tears beginning to gather at the corners of his eyes, and stretched out his legs a little, feeling Mitch's arms clamp around them in swift order and settling him in a much firmer and more steady grip. And then, from beneath him, the groundhog heard a deep breath, followed by a harsh cry as the cat heaved upwards with all his might, fingers digging into the legs wrapped either side of his head, and the overweight Aluin slowly began to rise, inch by inch up into the air, and towards freedom.\n\nAs the window drew closer, the big guy steadily managed to drag himself forward a little, ducking his head to pass beneath the pane, opened as far as it could go, and slipping his shoulders between the frame either side of him. That gave him enough freedom to plant his hands on the exterior wall and push himself along, adding his own efforts to that of Mitch, who was still shaking fiercely under the immense strain of lifting his much heavier friend. But no sooner had Aluin's effort's began, than the two hit a very large, and very fleshy roadblock, as the window frame dug sharply into his sides, along with the curve of his belly as it began to droop lower beneath him.\n\nAs more and more of the groundhog filled the window, progress became slower and slower, until the pair reached the point where each shove was met with a soft thump of groundhog gut against the interior wall. Before Aluin had a chance to fathom much more of the problem, a distant wailing caught his attention. \"Mitch, I can hear sirens!\" he implored his ally, \"You've gotta get me out!\"\n\nMitch's trembling legs and aching back were in desperate need of respite, but even a fraction less effort from him would run the risk of his much larger friend slipping back out of the window again and crashing right down on top of him. \"Hrrrmf! Well, you've gotta start losing some weight!\" the cat snapped back, the back of his head nestled against the underside of the groundhog's big butt. \"Come on, hurry up and get out!\"\n\nAluin, though, found himself powerless to help. His own arms shook as he struggled to push himself forward against the wall outside, the awkward casement on the window keeping his shoulders lower than he would have wanted, and his expansive midriff bulging out over the edge of the opening in every direction. Everyone else had managed to escape through the window without a hitch, but there was no chance of the groundhog following so easily. After his body preparing for hibernation for twelve solid months, Aluin had gotten far, FAR too big. \"Ooft! I'm trying!\" he yelped, as he felt his belly squishing against the edges of the window frame once again, as the realization began to set in. He couldn't fit. \"Damn it, I'm stuck!\"\n\n\"Oh, no you're...NOT!\" Mitch barked, suddenly throwing himself backwards, sinking into the lower half of his fat friend for a moment, but also feeling him shunted through the window another inch or two. Progress. Another heavy shove backwards, and another slight jolt further through. Then another, and another, and another. Each thrust shifted the groundhog just a little closer to escaping, all the while the sirens in the distance were beginning to grow louder and louder.\n\nWith one last slam, Aluin's belly popped free of the frame, allowing him to slip forward almost half a foot, and nearly flop face-first down into the grass, thankfully still quick enough to catch himself before he hit the ground. The big groundhog gave a great sigh of relief, and began crawling himself forwards and out of the window...\n\n...before jerking to a halt for the second time. He tried shoving against the wall again, as well as wriggling from side to side to try and free himself, but the groundhog remained dreadfully wedged in place. While his doughy middle had been too wide to squeeze through the window on his own, it had at least been coaxed through with the help of his friend. The issue now, as Aluin felt the edges of the frame bumping against the sides of his butt, was that his hips were even wider.\n\n\"Oh god...\" he panted, panic rapidly taking over as the sirens began to close in. \"I-I can't get out!\" His efforts to squeeze his lower half through the undersized window quickly became more agitated and erratic, Thrashing to and fro, breath coming in rapid, ragged gulps, Aluin was doing everything he could to throw himself forward, only for his overgrown backside to block every attempt like a wide, pillowy cork. In desperation, he tried instead to slide backwards and return to the basement, but this time the his equally oversized gut refused to squish back between the edges of the frame, preventing him from heading back in. \"Shit...shit, I can't get back in either!\" he cried out, completely wedged in place and at the mercy of the approaching authorities. \"Mitch, help me!\"\n\nThe cat, however, was sitting on the concrete floor beneath the window, gasping for air after the colossal effort of heaving the big, fat groundhog up to their escape route. His legs had turned to jelly, his spine felt like it was three inches shorter, and his shoulders felt like they were hanging on by a thread, so he had intended to take only a second or two to recover, before clambering out himself.\n\n\"Mitch?!\"\n\nAs he heard the distressed wailing from above, and the slam of a car door at the front of the house, he turned his gaze upward to see Aluin's legs flailing wildly in mid-air, and his vast hips billowing out far beyond the edges of the frame.\n\n\"Mitch, get me out of here!\"\n\nWith a deep sigh, he slumped back against the wall, leaning his head against the wooden paneling, resigned to both his and Aluin's fate...\n\n\"MITCH!!\"", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Scampering downstairs into the basement, Mitch was just in time to spot the last of the others clambering up through the window and sprinting across the garden to safety. The party had been going well up until a few minutes ago, when one of the hosts had suddenly raised an alarm, and all hell had broken loose. Someone, it seemed, had been tipped off about the noise coming from the house, and all of the partygoers now had a matter of minutes to scatter from the premises and make their escape. The vast majority had headed straight for the basement themselves to make as quick and discrete an exit as possible, the lone window high up on one wall offering the most inconspicuous way out, and a chance for co-operation by helping pull up whoever was immediately following.

Mitch, though, wasn't going to get that chance, the attendee preceding him already having cleared the garden fence and vanishing into the night. While everyone else had been making a run for it, he had been scouring the place to find the friend he was attending the party alongside, eventually bumping into them as they were leaving the bathroom on the second floor. After searching almost every room in the house to find him, and having to rush all the way back down to the very bottom again, it turned out that he had arrived at the basement just a few seconds too late.

And once that friend made it downstairs as well, it was all too obvious why.

"Where the hell is everyone?" asked Aluin a little breathlessly, as he staggered his way down the last few steps, the basement - just like the rest of the house - completely vacant spare for himself and Mitch. The two had known each other since high school, initially bonding over their shared love of both music and fantasy games, and remaining in touch while each starting out at a local college, still finding time to catch up with one another, of which tonight was just one example.

It also helped that Mitch had been at least more accepting than some of Aluin's hibernation genes back then. Every year saw the groundhog getting a little chubbier as winter approached, before slimming back down to a more average size once spring arrived. It took him a while to get used to the inevitable teasing about it from other kids, but it was simply a cycle his body went through with the seasons, and Mitch seemed to understand that about him.

What both Mitch - and Aluin himself - struggled to understand, however, was what had happened this time around. The groundhog had began to bulk up last autumn as per normal, but when winter came, his growth didn't stop. Instead, it continued on into the spring, necessitating an almost total replacement of his wardrobe, and despite multiple doctor's visits during the summer, they still couldn't nail down exactly what the problem was.

Now the fading greens on the tree leaves were opening the door to another autumn, and there was only one thing the pair knew for certain. Rather than spending just the usual couple of months getting slightly bigger before returning to his normal size, Aluin had been gaining weight for an entire year.

"They've already gone," Mitch explained, still wide-eyed with adrenaline, jabbing a thumb in a vague direction over his shoulder as he hurriedly grabbed the wrist of his friend.

"What, they just left us here?!" the groundhog blurted out in shock at such a revelation.

"Doesn't matter right now," the cat cut in, reminding Aluin that they had more important things to worry about at this point. With Mitch leading Aluin across the dingy den, the two wove their way between the makeshift furniture and abandoned cans dotted across the floor. "we've gotta sneak out too, come on!"

As the pair approached their exit, Aluin looked up at the window near the ceiling, the casement still ajar, allowing the cooler night breeze to drift gently into the room, a mild relief from the stuffy indoor air which had only gotten worse throughout the party. What was more concerning, though, was the bottom lip of the window being some five feet off the ground, nearly eye level with the groundhog, who watched as Mitch deftly hopped up, planting one foot on the wall, and began to pull himself into the opening. An act of agility that Aluin's body had long since outgrown. "Dude, I can't climb up there," he said.

Mitch abruptly came to a stop, just as his head ducked beneath the edge of the window, and glanced back over his shoulder, meeting the obviously concerned gaze of the groundhog. In his haste to make his own escape, it had slipped his mind that his far larger friend would have to do the same, and the cat realized almost for the first time, Aluin simply wasn't built for climbing anymore. He wasn't even built for running anymore after the last twelve months, an apparent genetic glitch leaving him with a figure only really designed for sitting on his ever-expanding butt.

A quick look around the room revealed nothing of any help either - beanbags, boxes, and breeze blocks stacked up as makeshift shelves. He didn't know exactly how heavy Aluin was, but none of the detritus around the basement appeared strong or stable enough to support him. "Shoot, you're right," he admitted, instantly reversing course and dropping back down to the floor below with a gentle smack of trainers on concrete. "I'll give you a hand, big guy," the cat offered, cupping his hands in front of him to create a makeshift foothold for the groundhog. "Up you go."

Cautiously, Aluin stepped forward, reaching up to grab the ledge of the window, before raising one foot up as best he could, only for his thickened thigh to bump into the underside of his oversized belly. Flexibility was evidently something the groundhog had also lost over the past year. It took his ally crouching down a little for him to get that foot securely in place, but Aluin still paused for a second beforehand. "Are you sure about this, Mitch?" he asked.

"Yeah, don't worry," the cat reassured him with a swift nod, "I'm not leaving you behind." The groundhog might have been a lot bigger than he used to be, but that didn't mean he wasn't the same guy Mitch had known for all these years. Despite that, though, Aluin was clearly a lot more worried about how his newfound size was affecting him, as Mitch turned his attention upward to see him standing there, staring at the edges of the window frame either side of him. "Hurry!" he blurted out, drawing a startled gasp and frantic apology from the groundhog, who dutifully jumped into the air a little, leaving Mitch to help him the rest of the way.

Immediately, the pair realized their mistake, as the unprepared Mitch instantly toppled over toward the floor, only having time to swivel around awkwardly into an approximation of a combat roll, while Aluin suddenly found his balance deserting him as he dropped back down, stumbling backwards and falling butt-first onto the concrete with a tremendous slam as the two of them collapsed, one having a much rougher landing than the other. Mitch hadn't known exactly how heavy Aluin was, but the answer, it turned out, was VERY.

"Shit!" Mitch rapidly scrambled back to his feet, gathering his bearings after taking that inadvertent tumble, grateful that he at least had emerged from it unhurt before turning to the groundhog. "Are you okay?"

Aluin, meanwhile, was in the process of awkwardly picking his far heavier figure off the ground, first clambering over onto one knee before pushing himself back up to both feet with a soft grunt, a little winded after the unexpected impact. "Ow..." he groaned, gently rubbing the side of his butt with one hand where he had landed heavily on the unyielding floor. "I'll be fine, what about you?"

Quickly brushing off his friend's concerns, Mitch grabbed Aluin's arm once again and pulled him back over to the window. "I'm good," he told him, "we've just gotta try a different angle, grab the ledge and get ready." This time, the cat crouched down a little further, wrapping his arms around one of the groundhog's meaty thighs. Being this close to him, Mitch couldn't help noticing how snug the seams on Aluin's jeans were, with not a great deal of room left within for their owner. The hem of his shirt also chose that moment to rise up a little as the big guy took a hold of the window ledge, revealing a small but burgeoning crescent of cream-coloured belly fur testing the waistband of those jeans. Perhaps it was nearing the time for Aluin to add another X to his clothing tags.

"Okay, ready?" Mitch asked.

"I think so," Aluin replied.

"Alright, GO!" came the call from the cat, and the duo once more set about hoisting the groundhog up to their exit. Hopping into the air as best he could, Aluin thankfully didn't fall back down straight away, as his smaller friend was able to heft him up a little further and quickly scoot into a more supportive stance underneath him. Unfortunately, once gravity took back over, the full weight of the groundhog suddenly bore down on Mitch's slender body like a cement truck, and the smaller of the two let out a wheezing groan, staggering in place as he had to fight to remain upright.

Aluin couldn't help giving a gasp of surprise as the platform beneath him began to teeter and sway, quickly grabbing anything outside in a futile attempt to stabilize himself. "Woah, woah, Mitch!" he called back, yanking out a handful of grass from the lawn. "Careful! Don't drop me again!"

Mitch, though, was too preoccupied to listen, instead awkwardly shuffling himself into a better position to lift his huge friend up. Slowly manouvering his way further underneath the big groundhog, he tried his best to ignore the faceful of soft, squishy tummy he got along the way, or the extreme angle his spine was having to bend, or the burning muscles in his legs as he had to hoist his heavy companion an inch or two higher in order to move under him each time.

Sadly, the inevitable drop of another inch or two each time his grip shifted was constantly threatening to undo the small amount of progress the two had made, and Mitch very nearly collapsed on more than one occasion. A strained grunt came from the cat with every slight movement he made beneath the big groundhog, obviously being put through incredible discomfort. However, the bigger of the two was soon dealt his own discomfort from the situation, as with one particularly drastic repositioning from his smaller friend, Aluin suddenly felt a bony shoulder thrust right between his legs. HARD.

"AHHHHHH!" The groundhog instantly howled out in agony, tearing out more of the lawn as he instinctively tried to curl up a little at the intense pain shooting through him. "Ahhhh-hah...Mitch, that really hurt..." he whined, his voice barely a squeak through gritted teeth, eyes clenched shut as his whole body seized up from the debilitating impact.

Mitch, meanwhile, continued his efforts to shift into a better spot, eventually managing to get his fat friend perched across his back. "Hrrrmf! It wouldn't be as bad if...nnngh! If you weren't three times the size of me!" he told the groundhog, trying to wrap his arms around those thick thighs once again to get a better grip, but finding it quite difficult with Aluin currently tensed up as he was. "Gimme your legs, I can't get a good hold of you!"

With a faint whimper, Aluin blinked away the tears beginning to gather at the corners of his eyes, and stretched out his legs a little, feeling Mitch's arms clamp around them in swift order and settling him in a much firmer and more steady grip. And then, from beneath him, the groundhog heard a deep breath, followed by a harsh cry as the cat heaved upwards with all his might, fingers digging into the legs wrapped either side of his head, and the overweight Aluin slowly began to rise, inch by inch up into the air, and towards freedom.

As the window drew closer, the big guy steadily managed to drag himself forward a little, ducking his head to pass beneath the pane, opened as far as it could go, and slipping his shoulders between the frame either side of him. That gave him enough freedom to plant his hands on the exterior wall and push himself along, adding his own efforts to that of Mitch, who was still shaking fiercely under the immense strain of lifting his much heavier friend. But no sooner had Aluin's effort's began, than the two hit a very large, and very fleshy roadblock, as the window frame dug sharply into his sides, along with the curve of his belly as it began to droop lower beneath him.

As more and more of the groundhog filled the window, progress became slower and slower, until the pair reached the point where each shove was met with a soft thump of groundhog gut against the interior wall. Before Aluin had a chance to fathom much more of the problem, a distant wailing caught his attention. "Mitch, I can hear sirens!" he implored his ally, "You've gotta get me out!"

Mitch's trembling legs and aching back were in desperate need of respite, but even a fraction less effort from him would run the risk of his much larger friend slipping back out of the window again and crashing right down on top of him. "Hrrrmf! Well, you've gotta start losing some weight!" the cat snapped back, the back of his head nestled against the underside of the groundhog's big butt. "Come on, hurry up and get out!"

Aluin, though, found himself powerless to help. His own arms shook as he struggled to push himself forward against the wall outside, the awkward casement on the window keeping his shoulders lower than he would have wanted, and his expansive midriff bulging out over the edge of the opening in every direction. Everyone else had managed to escape through the window without a hitch, but there was no chance of the groundhog following so easily. After his body preparing for hibernation for twelve solid months, Aluin had gotten far, FAR too big. "Ooft! I'm trying!" he yelped, as he felt his belly squishing against the edges of the window frame once again, as the realization began to set in. He couldn't fit. "Damn it, I'm stuck!"

"Oh, no you're...NOT!" Mitch barked, suddenly throwing himself backwards, sinking into the lower half of his fat friend for a moment, but also feeling him shunted through the window another inch or two. Progress. Another heavy shove backwards, and another slight jolt further through. Then another, and another, and another. Each thrust shifted the groundhog just a little closer to escaping, all the while the sirens in the distance were beginning to grow louder and louder.

With one last slam, Aluin's belly popped free of the frame, allowing him to slip forward almost half a foot, and nearly flop face-first down into the grass, thankfully still quick enough to catch himself before he hit the ground. The big groundhog gave a great sigh of relief, and began crawling himself forwards and out of the window...

...before jerking to a halt for the second time. He tried shoving against the wall again, as well as wriggling from side to side to try and free himself, but the groundhog remained dreadfully wedged in place. While his doughy middle had been too wide to squeeze through the window on his own, it had at least been coaxed through with the help of his friend. The issue now, as Aluin felt the edges of the frame bumping against the sides of his butt, was that his hips were even wider.

"Oh god..." he panted, panic rapidly taking over as the sirens began to close in. "I-I can't get out!" His efforts to squeeze his lower half through the undersized window quickly became more agitated and erratic, Thrashing to and fro,  breath coming in rapid, ragged gulps, Aluin was doing everything he could to throw himself forward, only for his overgrown backside to block every attempt like a wide, pillowy cork. In desperation, he tried instead to slide backwards and return to the basement, but this time the his equally oversized gut refused to squish back between the edges of the frame, preventing him from heading back in. "Shit...shit, I can't get back in either!" he cried out, completely wedged in place and at the mercy of the approaching authorities. "Mitch, help me!"

The cat, however, was sitting on the concrete floor beneath the window, gasping for air after the colossal effort of heaving the big, fat groundhog up to their escape route. His legs had turned to jelly, his spine felt like it was three inches shorter, and his shoulders felt like they were hanging on by a thread, so he had intended to take only a second or two to recover, before clambering out himself.

"Mitch?!"

As he heard the distressed wailing from above, and the slam of a car door at the front of the house, he turned his gaze upward to see Aluin's legs flailing wildly in mid-air, and his vast hips billowing out far beyond the edges of the frame.

"Mitch, get me out of here!"

With a deep sigh, he slumped back against the wall, leaning his head against the wooden paneling, resigned to both his and Aluin's fate...

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