Raph was finally free, free from his force feeding nightmare. He knew his sacrifice to save Mikey during patrol would be worth it. It just took them a year to find him. Ok, it wasn't that long a period of time, but to Raph, that's what it felt like. Especially when looking over his morbidly obese frame. Gone were the muscles, the deltoid, the biceps he crafted so meticulously and worked so hard for. Any abs he had were now gone under this sagging apron of fat that was his gut. The glutes of Raphael ballooned into an oversized rear-end to give Raph the fattest ass any turtle had ever seen. The tubby turtle's thighs were chunky and sagging towards the ground as the lost their proper shape. At least Raph's arms stayed relatively small, but found difficulty in moving them. Donnie summed it up to having Raph's arms in restraints for months while he was being force-fed by mutant foxes and wolves. But while his arms may have been small, the same couldn't be said about Raph's moobs. Two lard filled breasts of adipose now attached to Raph. After months of tube feeding, gravy feeding, basically feeding Raphael anything fattening, Raph was gonna go on strict diets and strict workout regimens to shed all these pounds.