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"Welcome to my private house in The Bahamas." Toner says. "Get ready, because this competition I going to be the wildest one ever. 14 men are being flied here from all over the United States. They will live here in my luxurious house for 12 weeks while also competitions for one million dollars. I'm your host, Toner McAlister, and welcome to season 1 of... Gainers Paradise."

***

"Currently, 14 men are arriving here to spend the next 12 weeks here to try and win a million dollars. However, there's a reason we call it 'Gainers' Paradise. These contestants have a certain goal in mind: to continue gaining weight until they've reached a certain goal. The way the game works... will make their dreams a reality." Toner looks off into the distance and sees people coming. "Speaking of which, here come some of our contestants. Well start with the blue team." An orange tiger walks up to Toner. "Meet Eric, who currently weighs 354 pounds."

"You sure that information is allowed to be disclosed?" Eric asks.

"It's all part of the game, dude." Eric walks off and a green fox comes up. "This is Fred. He's the heaviest of all contestants with 450 pounds."

"Hi." Fred waves to the camera, nervous, then walks off. "I wonder why they call this 'Gainers' Paradise." A purple wolf arrives next.

"Raymond: currently 364." Toner states.

"364 what?" Raymond asks.

"Pounds."

"Oh. Ok." Raymond walks off as another walks up. This one is a coyote with yellow fur

"Meet Kevin. Right now he's at 378 pounds."

"Great to be here, Toner." Kevin fist bumps with him.

"Glad to have you here." A red dog, similar to Toner walks up. "Well if isn't my mini-me: David. Currently 431 pounds."

"Hi there." David says. "Huh. I guess we do look alike, if you gained weight that is."

"Gain?! Are you kidding? I totally rock the lean look." David walks off and a black cat shows up. "This is Paul. He's resting at a good 361 pounds."

"Yep." Paul says. "But why is that relevant?"

"As the show progresses, you'll see." Paul walks off. And the last member of the blue team is a honey bear. "Welcome Nathan. Last time we checked, you currently weigh 422 pounds, is that correct?"

"Yes." Nathan says. "But how come you need to know that?"

"It's all part of the game, dude."

"Ok." As he walks away, members of the red team start showing. The first one is a polar bear.

"Meet the first member of the red team: Anthony. Right now he's at a weight of 449 pounds."

"Hi Toner." Anthony tightly hugs him.

"What's with the hugs?" Toner asks.

"Sorry. I'm just in the mood to do that right now." Anthony let's Toner go and he walks off. A pink tiger then comes up.

"Welcome, Robert, to Gainers Paradise. We checked and you're at 432, right?"

"That's right." Robert says. "And thank you for selecting me to compete."

"I didn't pick you. I just host the show. Nothing more."

"Oh." Robert walks up to the porch with the rest of the contestants as player number ten arrives: a grey wolf.

"Mike, glad to have you."

"Thanks." Mike blushes.

"You're currently at 376 pounds, right?"

"Yep. Why do you ask?"

"No reason." Another contestant walks up. This one is an orange fox. "Sup Jon."

"Hi. Is this where we're staying?" Jon asks.

"Well, it's where you're staying. I'm staying at a local hotel."

"Interesting." Jon looks over at his team, mostly Mike. "Who's the cute wolf over there?"

"Go find out." Jon walks over and Toner snickers. "Incase you couldn't tell, there's a huge difference between the teams. Have you figured them out yet?"

"Figured what out?" A blue dog asks.

"Talking to the viewers William."

"It's Will."

"Whatever. So right now you're at 353, right?"

"Yes. Why do you want to know?"

"Trust me, it's important dude." Will walks over to his team and a black skunk shows up. "Hi Stephen. Welcome to Gainers Paradise."

"Is this where I'm staying for 12 weeks?" Stephen asks.

"Sure is. It's actually the best house in The Bahamas." The last contestant, a brown bear, walks up. "Hello Tom. It's great to finally meet you."

"Really?" Tom holds out a paw. Toner shakes it.

"Well, I'm certain I've met worse people before."

"You means Hans & Claudia from the first race?"

"I still hate those bastards." Tom walks up to the porch with his team. Toner turns to everyone.

"Welcome contestants to Gainer's Paradise. This is where you'll be spending the next 12 weeks. Each week, one will be crowned safe and the other will suffer a major loss, as one of them will be sent home. The last person standing will win one million dollars." The contestants cheer. "Alright. All of you may enter the house, but everyone head into the living room." Eric is the first one into the door. He spots the living room on the right and the rest of the players follow him.

"Woah!" Anthony says. "This is awesome!" Everyone starts taking a seat on the 3 large leather couches. All of a sudden, the TV goes static and Toner appears.

"Hi Toner!" Tom yells.

"You don't need to yell, Tom." Toner says. "Now, your 12 weeks begin now; but I should warn you. Every step you take, every bite you eat, every room you enter, everything you do will go into count as for which team should immunity every week. Good luck." The screen goes black, leaving everyone in the living room panicking.

***

Later that day after everyone has settled down and settled in, some contestants take time to get to know each other. Mike sets his bag down on a bed. This room has seven beds, one for each member of the red team. Mike sits down and looks up when someone sits in front of him.

"Hi." Jon holds out a paw. "I'm Jon."

"Mike." They shake paws and blush a little. "Have you ever done something like this before?"

"No. Not really. I don't get out much."

"Neither do I." Someone knocks on their door and then enters. It's just Anthony.

"Hiya." He says.

"What're you doing here?" Jon asks.

"I live here. This room has a red door. You know, for the red team."

"What do you think the teams are for anyways?" Mike asks.

"Not sure. I guess we'll be finding out soon enough." That's when Tom enters the room and gets in the bed next to Anthony's.

"Hey teammates. What's up?" Tom asks.

"Nothing." Mike says. "Just wondering what the team dynamics are for."

"Hm. Well, remember what Toner said. Every move we make could be the difference between being safe and being on the chopping block."

"Well, I'm sure we'll be fine." Jon says. "After all, we haven't really done anything wrong, have we?"

"It's still only the first day though." Anthony points out.

"True but there's no point in freaking out about it." Meanwhile, the other team looks pretty cozy in the kitchen.

"Dude. I cannot believe how huge this house is." Kevin says.

"I know." Fred says. "I can't believe I'm actually here. I'm still pinching myself." Kevin opens up the refrigerator but notices something out of place.

"Fred. There's a note in here."

"What? What's it say?" Kevin takes the note out and closes the door.

"It says: 'Eat up. The kitchen restocks every night completely. But remember my warning. -Toner.'"

"He's right." Fred says. "What if eating too much mean we could be eliminated?"

"Then why would they call this Gainers Paradise if they wanted us to lose weight?"

"Good point." Kevin opens the fridge again and takes out a tray covered in fool.

"What the hell is that?" Nathan asks. He notices the paper on the counter. "What's the note for?"

"It's from Toner. He said that we can eat as much as we want." Fred says.

"Wait, what if it's a trick. Since we're all gainers, if we eat too much, what if we get penalized or something?"

"I'm sure we'll be ok." Kevin says. He takes the foil off the tray and the three of them look shocked.

"Brownies? People still have the time to make them these days?" Nathan asks. He takes one of them out and takes a bite. "A lot crunchier than I ever remember."

"Those are nuts in the middle." Fred says.

"Oh."

***

Robert sleeps on the couch in the living room with Will and Stephen sitting around, bored. "I wish there was something we could do." Will says.

"I know." Stephen says. Nathan and Paul walk by with brownies in paw from the tray Kevin found yesterday. "Wanna go look in the kitchen for something to eat? I'm starving."

"Sure." Will and Stephen get up and walk to the kitchen. As they go, the front door makes a squeaking noise.

"What the heck?" Stephen asks. He looks around but notices nothing.

"Look." Raymond points down at the floor where a stray envelope lies. He picks it up, opens it and finds a note from Toner inside. "'Task #1: time to eat some chow. In the fridge there's a silver box in the back corner of the bottom shelf. Inside there are 4 different flavored cupcakes inside. 2 members from each team get to eat them. If each person manages to finish each one in 60 seconds, we will put a Wii and an X-Box to make time pass by. If you fail this task, we'll take the rest of the brownies and chips away.'"

"They wouldn't dare!" Stephen says. Raymond continues to read.

"'It's up to you whether you want to do this task or not. Good luck. -Toner'. Woah. I say we should do it. If video games are put in here, we'll be less bored."

"But we fail, food gets taken away." Will says.

"Come on guys, I say we do it. But we need one more person fro the blue team." Raymond walks towards the blue team's bedroom and finds Nathan, Paul, and Kevin eating lunch. "Nathan, I need you for a second."

"What for?" He asks.

"Just come with me." Nathan quickly finishes his brownie and then follows Raymond back into the kitchen. He gets a bit suspicious when he sees Will and Stephen there.

"What's going on?" Nathan asks. Raymond opens the fridge and kneels down. He pushes some stuff aside and pulls out a silver box.

"We just got a task. I'll explain later but if we don't eat all four of these..." He opens the box and reveals four paw sized cupcakes. "... We could lose our brownies."

"What?!"

"Yep." Raymond takes the vanilla one. Will gets chocolate, Stephen takes the red velvet one, leaving Nathan the banana one. They look at the clock. The second hand just hits the 12. "Go!" They start chowing down. All Raymond think about is getting this task done. Nathan is still wondering what the heck is happening. Stephen and Will are just thinking about how this could affect their team.

30 seconds left.

2. Raymond is more than halfway down with his and Will is close to finishing his. Stephen sucks in a breath and gets the rest of his cupcake in his muzzle. Once he swallows, he says, "Done!"

5. "Done!" Raymond says.

"Me too!" Will says. Nathan still has a few bites left.

"C'mon Nathan! We only have 10 seconds left!"

"I'm trying." Nathan says. Raymond looks at the clock. 7 seconds. He reaches out, takes the rest of Nathan's cupcake, eats it himself, and swallows without trouble.

"There." He says. All four of them look at the clock. Raymond finished with 2 seconds to spare. "Yes! We passed!" Will and Stephen hug each other as Raymond turns to Nathan.

"I'm sorry if I blew it." Nathan says. "It just happened all of a sudden, you know?"

"I understand." Raymond says. "I'd be pretty confused too if someone approached me about an eating challenge."

***

All 14 players gather in the living room with Raymond at the head of the room. "Players, thanks to me, Nathan, Will, and Stephen, we earned video games for the whole house to play for the rest of the game." The crowd cheers and applauds.

"Great. Now at least we won't be bored for the rest of the show." Jon says. The doorbell rings. Raymond walks over and opens the door. Sitting on the porch is a Wii and XBox with a stack of video games for the contestants.

***

The next morning, both game systems are hooked up to the TV in the living room. Anthony sits there with his shirt off (the AC broke) playing the Wii. Tom lies down next to him and watches him play. "You a fan of Super Mario?" Tom asks.

"Yeah. I've been addicted to this game for a long time."

"Me too. Sometimes I eat while I play it."

"Really? I do the same. Sometimes it's a bag of chips and the whole thing is gone within an hour and a half."

"Nice. Mostly I just eat pop tarts and leftovers whenever I play games."

"Cool." Anthony says. As he finishes another level and makes it into another world, Tom sits up and continues to watch his gameplay.

"So, how much did you weigh on day 1?" Tom asks.

"Around 420. You?"

"400." Tom slowly reaches a paw out and rubs Anthony's belly. "Seems like you've gotten a bit bigger, huh."

"Yeah. I guess so. I do eat a lot." Anthony blushes at Tom's warm touch and is a bit tempted to rub his as well. Suddenly, a faint smell hits their noses. "Do you smell that?"

"Yeah it smells like..." Tom inhales a bit. "Bacon?" In the kitchen, Eric is the one frying bacon. What can he say? He was hungry.

"What're you doing?" David asks when he walks in.

"Nothing." Eric says. "Just making dinner."

"Oh. Nice. Mind if I have one?" Eric takes a fork, picks up a good-enough made piece, puts it on a paper plate and gives it to David.

"Go nuts." Eric says.

"Thanks." David opens a cupboard and takes out a bag of Lay's chips and walks away. He sits down on the couch next to Tom and opens his bag.

"Can I have a turn?" Robert asks when he comes in the room.

"After I'm done with this level, sure." Anthony says. Roberts sits on the chair and joins the guys watching Anthony play the game.

In the red team's bedroom, Will is lying on his bed, slowly rubbing his gut after he stuffed it to the max. Not the best idea, he thinks, but maybe if I sleep some, I'll be fine. As wraps himself in a blanket and tries to go bed, Mike and Jon are on the other side of the room cuddling together. "Thanks for cuddling with me." Mike whispers.

"You're welcome. You're pretty warm and soft." Jon whispers back.

"Awwwww." Mike hugs Jon a bit tighter. "Wanna sleep together tonight?"

"Sure." The blue team's room, which is down the hall, is a different story.

"Whew! Boy am I stuffed!" Kevin says as he lies down, patting his belly.

"Did you eat another tub of Eddy's ice cream, again?" Fred asks.

"Yes. I can't help it. It tastes so good."

"True. If I could, I'd use the million dollars to buy a lifetime supply of it."

"Wow. You'd be huge, man! You're already, what? About 425 or something?"

"Last time I checked I was around 450 pounds."

"Woah! What's your ultimate goal?"

"I'm hoping one day I'll be 600 or something." Fred takes off his shirt as it was getting hot in there.

"Me too. I'm sure I'll keep going but smaller goals come first."

"True that." Paul walks into the room a moment later.

"Why is your shirt off, Fred?" Paul asks when he sits down.

"It's hot in this house and the Air Conditioner ain't working."

"Oh. Well that sucks. So, what do you miss most from home?"

"My recliner." Fred says. "And I just know my nephews are gonna be all over it. They like me, they say I'm a great uncle; but they're always trying to get me out of that chair. Even though I didn't want to get up, I signed up for this show so I can get the money so hopefully I won't have to move again."

"Nice." Kevin says. "I want the money because, well, I don't really have a job and I've been told that my girlfriend was pregnant last month so I want to win the money for her and the child."

"I'm not sure what I'll do if I win." Paul says. "But I'm considering hiring a professional French chef to make food for me for as much as a million can get."

"So basically, no matter who wins, they're gonna use the money to get fatter?" Fred asks.

"Pretty much. We're all gainers. I thought that was established by now." Kevin says.

"Yep." Fred gets up and leaves the room. Nathan and Raymond come in soon after and lie down on their respective beds.

"What're you guys talking about?" Nathan asks.

"Nothing. Just what we'd do if we won the money." Paul says.

"Nice. If I win, I'm going to buy a lifetime supply of honey."

"Really? Why's that?"

"Because honey tastes sweet. Usually I gulp one bottle of that stuff a day."

"That explains your 400 pound gut." Raymond says. "As for me, I don't think I really got fat because of how much I ate. It's because I never really moved around too much."

"Me neither." Kevin says. "But I really don't mind my size at all."

"It was a bit hard to accept my weight at first," Paul says, "but I did once another friend of mine said it was ok to be whatever size I am as long as I'm still me."

"That makes sense." Kevin says. Fred comes back into the room with a gallon of Ice cream and five spoons.

"Thought you guys might want some." Fred says. The other grab a spoon and start eating with Fred. Kevin notices something on the bottom of the gallon tub. He lifts it up (with confused looks from Fred) and finds a paper stuck to the bottom. When he tears it off, he opens it up and reads it to the others in the room.

"'Task #2: every room must scarf down this entire gallon of ice cream. Then endure the ice cream chills because those who eat must stay in their beds for 15 minutes. If you pass, the whole house will get and ice cream buffet tomorrow night. Fail and not only do we have to wearing nothing but our boxers until tomorrow morning, but the fridge will be magnetically locked for six hours. It's up to you whether or not to do the task. Good luck. -Toner'"

"Oh man!" Fred says. "What do we do?"

"It's either we do the task and win ice cream, or don't and everyone will be mad at us." Nathan says.

"I say we do it. What have we got to lose?" Paul asks.

"Me too. I came here to win, not chicken out." Kevin says.

"So, are we all in?" Fred asks. The boys looks at Nathan, who rolls his eyes but eventually nods.

"Let's do this!" Paul says. Fred opens the container and the 5 of them start eating.

***

Raymond ends up eating the last of the container. He holds a paw against his head, brain freeze and his stomach is more full than it was. "When does 15 minutes start?" He asks.

"Now." Kevin says. He starts a stopwatch he carried with him into the game. Fred immediately puts his shirt back on and curls up underneath his blanket. Paul just lies down, staring at the ceiling doing his best not to move too much.

"Wow! That was a lot of ice cream." Nathan says. He didn't really eat much so he's not as affected by the other guys. It was Fred who ate the mass majority of it.

"You think?" Kevin asks. "Man, wish we had a heater."

"It's like 100 degrees outside!" Raymond says.

"True but this room has no windows and we're pretty much at the center of the house."

"Good point."

"Whatever!" Paul says. "I'm just ready for this task to be done!" In the living room, Tom continues to rub Anthony's belly as David continues eating the chips and Robert continues playing the video game.

"Can I have a turn when you're done?" David asks.

"Sure." Robert says. Eric and Stephen come in from the kitchen and sit down on the adjacent couch.

"Still playing this, huh?" Eric asks.

"Yep." Robert says. "If you ask me, this game is the most addictive one."

"I'll see if there are more remotes." Stephen says. He walks up to the box sitting next to the TV and looks inside. "There is one!"

"Awesome." Anthony says. His stomach starts to grumble. "I'm gonna go to the kitchen. I'm starving."

"I'll come with you." Tom says. Both bears get up and go into the kitchen. A few minutes after Stephen and Robert setup to play versus mode, the 5 boys from the blue team's room walk into the living room and cheer.

"What's going on?" Eric asks.

"We just won an ice cream buffet for the whole house!" Kevin says.

"No way! You guys got another task?" Stephen asks.

"Yes." Raymond says. "And tomorrow, we're gonna eat like kings!"

"Woohoo!"

***

The contestants walk into the living room and sit down on the couches. A minute later, Toner appears on screen. "Hello everyone!" He says.

"Hi Toner!" The whole house says.

"How's everyone doing?"

"Good."

"Great. I saw you guys competed in two tasks this week. Normally would've been hard, but you passed both. So, that it's day 8, I think it's time to see which team won safety, and which one didn't. First, I need everyone, one at a time, to get up and go into the hall where you'll find a scale. You'll measure your weight and compare it to when you first came in. Everyone understand?" Everyone nods. "Good. Eric, you're up first." Eric goes into the hall and finds a scale. He steps up on it and steps on. 356 pounds. A gain of 2.

Fred goes up next. 453 pounds. A gain of 3.

+8 pounds: Mike, Jon

+6 pounds: Nathan, Tom

+5 pounds: Will, Stephen

+3 pounds: Kevin, David

+2 pounds: Anthony

+1 pound: Robert, Raymond, and Paul

"Well, now that we've measured all that," Toner says, "it's finally time to announce who's safe and who isn't." The players look super nervous and not sure how else to feel. "The team that wins immunity is... the red team." Anthony, Tom, Robert, Mike, Jon, Will, and Stephen cheer while the others look disappointed.

"Blue team, one of you is going to go home right now." Toner cracks his knuckles. "Here's how it works. Two have you have been marked for elimination. The rest of yours teammates will decide which one of you will go home. Understand?" The blue team members nods. "Ok. Based on everything that's happened, I've decided here at the studio that the two marked for elimination is... Raymond and Paul." The teams gasps as the two of them look at each other, shell-shocked. "So, here's how the voting process works, one at a time, team members will go into the kitchen where 5 plates with 2 cupcakes each sit. One cupcake has a 1 one it, the other has a 2. If you eat the 1 cupcake, you're voting out Paul. Eat the 2 means you're voting out Raymond. Person with the most amount of votes will leave the house and the game... forever. David, you're first." David gets up and walks into the kitchen. He picks up one plate and looks at the cupcake.

"Raymond won us both tasks, so... I'm sorry Paul." David mutters. He eats the 1 cupcake then throws the other one away. Eric is next.

"I think that Raymond is too strong of a player." Eric says, eating the 2 cupcake. That's one vote each. Fred goes into the kitchen next.

"Hmmmm... I think I could get along with Raymond better." Fred says. He picks up the 1 cupcake and eats it. It's then Kevin's time to vote.

"I definitely think Raymond makes a better role model and leader." Kevin says. He eats all of the 1 cupcake and walks back into the living room. Last but not least is Nathan.

"Well, I think that Raymond has a better shot at winning." Nathan says. He eats the 1 cupcake while running his belly.

***

Once everyone is back in the living room, Toner appears on the TV again. "Well, the voting is done. Whoever has the most votes is going home." Raymond and Paul look at each other again, nervous. "With 4 votes of 5 to eliminate... Paul?"

"Yes?" Paul asks.

"You've been voted out of the house. I'm sorry. Please leave the house immediately." Paul gets up and starts hugging his fellow teammates and those from the other team. The contestants follow Paul to the door.

"Well," Paul says, "good luck everyone. I'll see you on the outside. Bye."

"Bye, Paul!" The rest of the house says. Paul opens the door, steps out and shuts it behind him. He walks down the porch and meets up with Toner.

"Hello, Paul." Toner says. He shakes paws with him and gestures for him to take a seat next to him.

"It's good to see you again, Toner." Paul says.

"So, how'd you enjoy your time in the house?"

"I loved it. I think I made some new friends and when they come out of the house, we'll definitely hand out more."

"Why do you think you were voted out and not Raymond?"

"Well, Raymond was a more social guy and he's a very good leader, especially when it comes to guys from the other team. He lead them through two tasks and I was just a follower."

"Mind if I tell you something?"

"Sure."

"What if I told you that the red team won because of the fact that their members gained more weight than your team?" Paul looks at him, shocked.

"Woah. What? Is that how it's scored? Team who gained the most weight wins?"

"Yes." Toner says. "You and Raymond gained the least amount for your team. That's why you were marked for elimination."

"Oh my god. That crazy! But I love the twist."

"Me too. In fact, I don't normally do this, but for at least trying, you can have this..." Toner pulls out a Pizza Hut coupon and gives it to Paul.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. Good luck back home." Paul gets up and walks away. "Well, that's one down and thirteen to go. Who will be eliminated next? Find out next week on Gainer's Paradise."