You were taking a nice jog through the forest, it was supposed to be uneventful and quite peaceful, that was, until you heard some heavy breathing behind you. You stopped and turned around and you saw that it was a Pudgy Cinderace with a nametag with Cider on her Jacket. She was breathing heavily, she doesn't seem to be fit at all, with her flabby stomach sticking out past her waistline like a sore thumb.

"Ugh... I-I think I need to start my diet tomorrow asap... ufff.... Why... why did I do this to myself... why...."