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So far on Gainer's Paradise, 20 people entered the house with two intentions: to gain more weight and to win a million dollars. Alliances have been formed in the house. Couples have even started along with... something more. After five weeks, ten people have been sent home and now with only ten people left, the game is about to change dramatically. How so? Keep watching...

***

Alex managed to stop the tears rolling a while ago thanks to the help of his brother. Johnny rubs Alex's back as the two head into the living room where they were told a big announcement was going to be made. They sit down on the couch as Joe stands up in front of the room.

"Attention players," Joe says, reading off a paper he found underneath Boomer's stomach, "after over 36 days of isolation, you've all managed to make it to the top 10. Because of that, the team's are officially disbanded." The house starts to cheer to but Joe has more to read. "However... the couple's rule..." the smiles die down and so does the applaudes. "... the couple's rule is still intact."

"What?" Blake asks. "We're still competing as pairs?" Joe nods. Everyone else has no idea how to react but some of them are secretly glad they've made it this far.

***

Boomer and Joe lie in third bed, cuddling and making out. They're very excited to have made it to the top 10. However, it's just an uphill battle from here. They have no idea if the couple's are going to be split up anytime soon or not. Either way, as long as they're together, they're as happy as can be. "I'm so proud of you," Boomer says, petting Joe and making him murr.

"I'm proud of you," Joe says, nose-booping him. "You big, chubby, cuddly bear. You make this this fox-slash-skunk so happy. Thanks to your big appetite, we're still in the game." He rubs Boomer's fat gut as he says this.

"I know, but I can see you getting a little heft in there." Boomer rubs Joe's midsection. It has gotten a little larger in his eyes. They kiss again until Joe breaks it, trailing kisses down his neck, chest, and belly. Joe starts taking his clothes off and helping Boomer get his pants off. His boxers look cute, Joe thinks. A pair of yellow ones with black smiley faces all over it. They cuddle up to each other again. "Do you think we have a chance to win?"

"I sure hope so," Joe says. As they make out, Alex & Johnny and Joel & Victor go into the kitchen where Alex immediately sits down, rubbing his temples like he has a headache. Mostly because he does.

"We're fucked," Alex says plain and simple. Johnny goes into the fridge and gets out the can of miracle whip. "We're not going to win this game, we're totally screwed." Alex takes the can from his brother and sprays some in his muzzle. Sad, habitual eating has been with him since he was a kid. He's mostly upset that Sandy is gone, but also that the odds of him winning Gainer's Paradise have dropped.

"Now don't say that, bro." Johnny rubs his brother's back as he eats. "Being on this show has been a dream of yours since last year. You're not going to let one elimination get you down, are you?"

"Johnny, it's not just that," Alex snaps back. "Because of that elimination, we're now in the minority of the house. It's their six against us four. Unless we can pull out weight together, literally, I don't see any of us winning."

"You heard him," Joel says. "It's either we eat or be eaten." The other three stare at him as if he's crazy but they see his point. Joel goes to the cupboards and grabs the box of twinkies and the bag of Cheetos.

"Hey, we're still cool, right?" Victor asks.

"Absolutely," Alex says. He hasn't really talked to Victor much, but the obese wolf knows that in order to stay in this game, he needs allies and Victor seems like a good option at this point. After all, he's smart and he's done good enough to stay in the game thus far. The four of them start to chow down. At this point in the merge, people are start to grow desperate; teamwork is more necessary and if people want to stay another week in the game, every bite they eat counts. As Johnny munches on fruit gushers and pudding, he decides that it's finally time to talk to Alex about Sandy.

"Hey, bro, can I talk to you about something?"

"Of course. What is it?" Alex puts down a bag of Doritos and looks at his little brother. Johnny takes a deep breath and start, ignoring the presence of another couple in the room.

"Sandy." Not what Alex wanted to hear but he goes along with it anyways. "I'm happy you guys are a couple, really I am. But it's just... I feel like you've been spending so much time with him that you haven't been paying enough attention to your brother." Alex folds his ears back, the moment becoming a little emotional for him. "I... I miss you bro. I came onto this show so me and you could spend more time together. Ever since you graduated high school I felt like you and I haven't really talked much at all. I just don't want to grow apart from you, you know?" Alex was moved by Johnny's speech. He knew he was right, the two drifted when Alex turned 18. Sure they stayed in touch, but they haven't been as close as they were when they were kids.

Alex hugs Johnny tight, squeezing him against his larger body. "I'm sorry if I ever made you feel like I was neglecting you," Alex says. "I guess I was so happy to meet other people and find love that I forgot about my baby bro. I love you, man." Johnny fights for breath but he does hug Alex back.

"I love you too, bro," Johnny says. "Now can I please have my breath back?"

"Oops. Sorry." Alex let's go of brother, returning oxygen into his lungs.

"That was an awesome moment," Joel says as him and Victor eat some leftover chicken.

***

Blake folds up his clothes neatly into his suitcase. Walter and Roger cuddle together on the bed, watching him. "What're you doing?" Roger asks.

"I'm just tidying up the place a little bit," Blake replies. "Besides, Boomer & Joe said they're going to change rooms to live in here for the rest of the game."

"Cool. Wait, why?"

"Because the six of us are in an alliance. Plus I think they mentioned something about Alex needing some alone time or whatever." Blake goes back to his cleaning while Roger then turns to his husband, who gives him a smile despite the uneasy feeling he has.

"Top 10," Roger says. "We're doing pretty good." He gives Walter a kiss on the nose, hugging him a little tighter. The purple tiger's nose twitches when he does this.

"I know," Walter replies. "But I'm still not sure I'm comfortable teaming up with these guys. Yes, we made it to the merge but I'm still not ok with putting my faith in over half the house."

"Look, we're in the majority, right? That means that we have the numbers to knock the others out of the game."

"You're forgetting one thing, honey." Roger tilts his head. "This week is elimination. There's no voting. It's either we gain some or we lose it all. And I don't know about you, but I didn't come halfway into the competition just to go home right now. In fact..." Walter gets up and leaves the room, heading for the kitchen. In exchange, Scott comes into the room a minute later.

"What's up with Walter, man?" Scott asks.

"Oh he's just worried he might be eliminated," Roger says. "To be honest, I kind of am too." He sits up on the side of the bed where he thinks about following his husband into the kitchen.

"Wanna know how me and Blake manage to stay calm in situations like this?" Scott asks.

"How?" Scott sits down on the bed adjacent Rogers, facing him.

"We just stay chill," the yellow fox says. "If we freak out about something that could happen, then it more likely will. As for me and Blake, we stay calm and cool. That's how we managed to stay in the game. Not only that, but we've also made it to the merge, next thing you'll know, this alliance is gonna party in the Final Six." Blake and Scott can already imagine that happening, the six of them bro-ing it up in the bottom six; the rest of the competition being just a party to them. They're aware it won't come easy, but they just have to stay chill and they'll be there in no time.

After another hour, the door to the room knocks and Boomer and Joe come in, their stuff in paws. "Hey, what's up?" Scott asks.

"Welcome to the room, bros," Blake says.

"Thanks," Joe says. "You know, it's great that we get a change of scenery now and then." The two place their stuff on the beds Sandy and Albert used to occupy and the sit down, chatting it up with their new alliance.

"So, I've been thinking about a team name," Blake says.

"Why would we need that?" Walter pipes up. His belly stuffed full of Oreos he found earlier.

"Because it sounds cool, duh."

"What's you have in mind?" Roger asks, genuinely curious. Blake digs around his bag for his sunglasses and puts them in dramatically.

"The Bro-Hamas." The others liked the name, but Walter just rolls his eyes. Whatever, he thinks, I'm still going to make sure their party train crashes into Loserville soon, one-way ticketed.

***

Alex and Johnny sit around their room, their paws in their own separate snack boxes. Johnny has goldfish crackers while his brother holds club crackers. They look around the room, the silence really hitting them. With half the contestants gone and Boomer & Joe changing rooms, it really feels like they're truly alone. Then again, they still have Joel and Victor by their side if they need it. Johnny decides to start a conversation, mostly just to kill the silence. "You've gotten a bigger, man."

"I know," Alex says. He sets down the cracker box and takes off his shirt. He sits up in bed and tosses his shirt aside, his belly goes pretty much to his knees and it ripples with the smallest touch. "I definitely feel bigger." He pushes his own fat around, feeling some new pounds that weren't there five weeks ago. "I really hope I make it to 800 before I leave this house."

"I know. You'd be huge at that point."

"Look at yourself, you've gotten quite large too." Alex nods at his brothers belly. Seeing that there's nothing wrong with it, Johnny takes his shirt off too and reveals his big stomach. It's big and soft but not as large as Alex, which made John slightly jealous but it never got the best of him. "Yep. You've grown too."

"Really?" Johnny gets up and sits next to his brother, back-to-wall like him. The bed creaks and groans from the over 1200 pounds of wolf fat but it holds. Alex's belly sticks out a few more inches and looks a little softer than his own. Johnny reaches a paw out and carefully lifts his brother's heft. "I still think you've grown some."

"Not as much as you," Alex says. He mirrors his brother and starts petting his smaller tummy, but to him it has grown since they started this game. Alex kneads his brother's belly in his fingers, feeling that soft flab that he likes feeling. Johnny still rube and plays with Alex's belly some, which makes him murr out of instinct, not from sexual pleasure. Neither of them are turned on much, they just enjoy having their bellies played with.

Johnny gets on his knees and moves until he's in front of his brother, his eyes never leaving that larger stomach. His paws keep rubbing and jiggling the larger belly. "May I play with it more?" Johnny asks. The question catches Alex off guard but John's reasoning is that he's curious as for what a bigger stomach feels like.

"Of course you can," Alex says, smiling. He rests his head behind his paws. Johnny slowly lifts Alex's belly, his paws juggling it back and forth, watching the fat ripple all over his body. He lets it go with a loud slap when it hits his brother's thighs. Alex, who's lost in belly-play heaven, keeps smiling and let's his curious brother have his way with his belly. To him, having his stomach jiggled is like having his inside organs massaged with water; incase you didn't know, it's a pretty cool feeling.

"You think I could be your size one day?" Johnny asks.

"Absolutely," Alex says. "I think you can. Dad ended up being 1000 pounds, I'm going to be next, I'm sure you can be one day too." The thought of being a half ton makes Johnny smile and his tail swishes back and forth.

"I hope so."

***

The shower running, the rest of the house mostly silent with the majority taking naps, Boomer whistles a catchy tune as the hot water runs down his fur. The rooms fills with the scent of blueberry soap. Boomer makes real sure to wash his legs, ass, back (as much as he could), face, chest, belly, under his belly, and crotch. He rinses the soap suds off before turning the water off and stepping out. Sitting on the bathroom sink is Joe, who sits there, watching as his mate smiles at him, forgetting that he's naked. "Hello," Boomer says.

"Hey there hot stuff," Joe says. Boomer walks up the the sink when he's dry and briefly kisses him.

"I just gotta brush my teeth before we head to bed." The bear grabs his toothbrush and gets some toothpaste on it. All the while, Joe looks all over Boomer's naked body, his chubby belly, his fat ass, his thick legs and muscled arms. Those cute eyes, big chest and soft body fur. It just made Joe want to wrap him in a hug and never let him go. His eyes wander back to Boomer's ass. It's been awhile since the two had sex together.

He gets off the sink and goes behind Boomer his paws reach down and rub his chubby, white ass. Joe looks at the mirror and sees Boomer smiling and winking at him, seeming to enjoy the ass grabbing. "You want to?" Joe asks. He pushes a finger into Boomer's tailhole, resulting in his shuddering.

"Go ahead," Boomer says. "I know you want me." Joe unzips his zipper, reaches inside until he finds his hard-as-fuck cock. He steps a little closer until he can feel some warmth radiating off his mate's ass. Boomer puts his toothbrush down and braces the sink. Joe gently inserts his tip into him. He slightly moans to himself while the breathing of the bear increases.

"Feels soooooo good," Joe says while pushing himself more and more into Boomer.

"Oh yes!! It's been too long!" Boomer manages to say quietly but his whispers it a bit loud. "Fuck me, Joe!" After Joe hilts him, he pulls out and Rams his dick back into Boomer. The familiar warm sensation making him thrust into his mate faster, enough to make Boomer grip the sink hard from a lot of pleasure and accidentally let a little moan escape from his vocal cords.

"So sexy." Joe spanks Boomer, who begs for more. He slaps his fat ass harder, loving the thought of making it red. "You love that, honey?" Boomer whimpers and nods. "Yeah? You like my meat shoved deep in your ass? It feels good doesn't it?"

"Oh yes!" Joe hooks onto Boomer's hips and humps him harder, his climax starting to build, and it makes Boomer's blubber shake all over the sink.

"You're such a sexy bear." Joe wraps his paws around Boomer's chest, rubbing all over his body as he fucks him faster. "Such a nice ass, a fat body which I know turns you on, and that cute little whimper you get whenever you get your ass dominated. And you know what?"

"What?"

"I know you fucking love it!" He pushes all the way into the bear and then some, and it makes him moan using his vocal cords. Precum a shoots out of the fox/skunk's cock, making Boomer's ass more slick and easier to fuck. He gives his fat ass another hard smack and it makes a loud noise, almost matching the noise of Joe's thighs slapping against his lover's ass as he fucks him hard. His load on the way, he humps faster, eager to cu in this bear's tight ass. "Ohhhhh, I feel something coming."

"Mmmmmmmmmm." Boomer only moans, too lost in pleasure to make words. He really wants Joe to cum in him and make him his bitch.

"Here it comes!!" Joe says through gritted teeth. He thrusts hard, the feeling of the first stream easy, but the rest of his cum makes his slightly howl in delight as he fills Boomer's ass. The bigger polar bear gives a growl as he's tied down and filled by his lover.

"You guys ok I'm there?" Blake's voice says on the other side of the door.

"We're fine!" Joe calls out. He blushes, worried he might've been caught, but ignores that as he wraps his arms around Boomer in a bear hug as they wait for the knot to swell down.

***

The top ten, soon to be eight, sit on the couch, waiting for Toner to appear on the TV like he does every Saturday. Joe glances over at Roger, who gives him and Boomer a thumbs up. Alex and Johnny look at each other; with a new understanding, they're not ready to leave. The TV hoes static and the red dog shows on screen. "Hey, hey party people!"

"Hi Toner!" the house says.

"Well, first thing first, I've got to ask everyone, how are you all doing now that the teams are officially no more?" The ten sit in silence, the crickets almost can be heard. "Ok. Joe, let's start with you. On the race, you came in 15th place; now you have a 10% chance of winning a million dollars doing something you've never thought of doing before. How do you feel about your chances moving forward?"

"Well," Joe starts out, "right now I've surrounded myself with good people who I'm sure have my back to the end." Walter keeps his mouth shut. "And as long as me and Boomer keep it up, I'm sure we'll end up in the finale together. At least, that's my end-term goal."

"I see." Toner moves onto the next person. "Blake, I don't think you've ever told anyone this, but what's your plans for the money should you win?"

"Hmmm," Blake thinks. "Well, me and Scott have been talking about buying our own skate park if we win. Not so we can ride the board necessarily, but we just love the whole positive vibe it gives off, you know?"

"I know what you mean. One last person I want to turn to. Alex, how are you coping without Sandy?" Alex just sighs but he speaks.

"Well, I was definitely sad when Sandy was voted out. But afterwards, I realized that I have a brother with me here in the house that I can turn to. I miss Sandy a lot, but I'm sure that he's at home, rooting for me to keep my head in the game and win the money. Love you, Sandy!!"

"That's a great way to think, man," Toner replies. "Speaking of great, it's time for the first weigh in as a merged team." The ten contestants groan. "Whine all you want, either way, two of you are heading home today. Boomer, you're up first." Boomer kisses Joe on the cheek before getting up and walking into the hallway to the scale.

"I hope I gained," he whispers as he steps on. 563 pounds which is a gain of seven compared to last week. Boomer steps off as Joe comes in and steps on.

"Awesome," he mutters. 229; a gain of four pounds.

+9 pounds: Johnny

+8 pounds: Scott, Roger

+7 pounds: Alex

+5 pounds: Walter

+3 pounds: Blake

+2 pounds: Joel

-1 pound: Victor

"Huh. Interesting results," Toner says. "The team who won is a shock, but the ones who lost aren't a shock, it's just ironic." The Houseguests grow heavy with nerves, ready for Toner to just tell them all who is going home. "Ok. First, the winning team gets a special meal from Dairy Queen. Second, that team is..." Joe grips Boomer's paw a little hard. Joel snaps his eyes open as he was about to fall asleep. Walter crosses his arms, obviously growing impatient. "... Alex & Johnny."

"We won?!?!" Johnny yells. He hugs his bigger brother, who squeals with delight. Sandy must be proud right now.

"Alright. So, that leaves eight of you," Toner continues. "I won't waste any more of your time, so... the team heading home is..." Walters impatience is replaced by nerves. Scott just stays chill. Boomer holds Joe a little too hard against him but the ones who lost never expected their names to be called out. "... Joel & Victor."

"I'm sorry, what?!" Victor shouts.

"You heard me Mr. Man, you're going home." Joel groans as he gets up and waits for Victor at the door. He eventually gets up, realizing he has no choice. Victor opens the front door.

"Ladies first," he snickers. Joel shoves him out the door before he leaves, closing the door behind him. With that, only 8 competitors remain in the house, their hearts racing and their minds going a million miles a minute.

***

Victor and Joel walk down the steps and across the yard to Toner, who stands there waiting for them. "Hello boys," Toner says, holding out a paw. Victor shoves Joel out of the way.

"Hiya," he says, shaking paws as if he's innocent. Joel smacks him in the back of the head as they sit down for the weekly interview.

"Well, boys, I would say I'm shocked to see you guys have been eliminated, but then again, I've barely seen you two around the house lately. First things first, you guys made an alliance with Alex, Sandy, Albert, and Johnny. Why?" Toner asks.

"We were sort of desperate for someone to hang with since we mostly kept to ourselves for the first few weeks," Joel explains. "So, we figured why not make an alliance with the brothers and hookers since they seem to be cool and we didn't really connect well with the stoners or the married dudes."

"Ok. What do you think would've happened had you been with the other side of the house and not the one you chose?" Toner asks out of curiosity.

"Personally, I think that our game wouldn't have changed," Victor says. "We think that the only thing that would've changed was our vote from last week. That's all that would've been different. Sandy still would've went home so it didn't matter who we played out our game with." Toner looks at his watch.

"Sorry guys. Your time is up." Joel rolls his eyes, ready to just go home. Toner reaches under his chair for a box and continues. "But before you go, you get these for effort." Joel and Victor take the box and see what's inside.

"Awwwww snap! New iPhones!" Victor says. The three shake paws one last time before they get up and walk away.

"That's 12 down and 8 still remain," Toner says. "What twist will I throw into the game next? Find out next week on... Gainer's Paradise."