The panda swallowed hard as he was presented with such a vast quantity of such… delicious… smelling… good… good good. Oh man he just wanted to eat them all! GRRRRRMMMMMBBBBBLLLLLL!!! “Hungry Dragon Warrior? Please, eat your fill. You will find MY dumplings to be just that” Jìngsài smirked. “Now the minimum is one, and I suggest you follow it. Temper your appetite, as it were.” Narrowing his eyes in suspicion, and armed with a pair of chopsticks, Po took exactly one golden dumpling from the pile. The shine. And oh man the smell. The panda’s lips tightened and yet drool still flowed from the corners of his mouth. “This better not turn me evil or a vampire or something” the Dragon Warrior thought as shoved it into his mouth, and chewed. His eyes immediately lit up, and his already fertile imagination lit up with an explosion of colours and flavours. It was literally insane how good it tasted! He wanted it to remain in his mouth forever, and yet, he had already swallowed it. “Yeah, well, it was alright” Po shrugged. “Now then, it’s your-” BAWOMPH!* Po’s body continued to jiggle, having just spontaneously grown an inch fatter all round. His cheeks were slightly plumper, but there was noticeably more belly than before. “It’s just a noodle shop, you don’t have to do this” the goose begged, but was silenced as his son partook of the challenge. Chewing slowly, and trying hard not to drool, Po swallowed the dumpling. A vibration was felt throughout his body, and it was followed by warmth as he could feel the fat piling on. All over the Dragon Warrior went from XXXL to XXXXL, thickening with more luxurious lard that made it all the more tighter around his pants. A slight cleft formed along his chest, with a slight raising along his normally flattish chest.