WereBlubber waddled as fast as he could, not looking back in case whatever chasing him gave up. It must have taken him an hour to finally stop for a breath, running with so much extra weight wasn't as hard as George was worried it would be. "I think we finally lost them.. Wait, where are we?" He thought.

It was still too dark for human eyes, there was no telling how long it will take for the sun to rise. George figured it would be best for WereBlubber to find a hiding spot in this area until daytime came. "There's gotta be a hidden alcove or something around here.. What is this place anyways?"

He got his answer when WereBlubber tripped over a tombstone. "A cemetery.. As if this night couldn't get any creepier.."

This caused the obese demon to panic and rush into an open grave. "Oh you.. Well at least no one will find us in here.."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." A voice cooed, looking down, WereBlubber jumped when he felt soft, scaly arms around his waist. "You didn't think we'd constantly be chasing you down did you? The night won't last forever and I need a body to stay up here."

"Eep!!" He squeaked, trying to squirm out of Gluttony's grasp. She just smirked and opened his belly mouth as wide as it could. "That old coot gave some of my influence to you, as a test to see how you'd sustain with all this weight."

"Why?." WereBlubber managed to squeak out, worried for what the larger sin might do to him.

"You can actually talk? I never expected that, seems like your human side is trying to remain in control, well I'll fix that." Gluttony grinned, diving into his mouth.

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"So, you're Gluttony.." George mumbled, hearing loud stomps behind him. Right in front of him was an enormously obese demon, she had thick, dark purple scales, no legs under her layers of flab and a giant belly mouth.

"Who else would I be? Second most powerful sin before Sloth." She purred. "What's wrong? Am I not pretty enough for your taste?"

"Well... We all say beauty is within the eye of the beholder. But I doubt you're any better on the inside."

"I am a sin after all. And it's about time I take this body, stand aside and I won't have to use force."

But the youngest Beatle wouldn't go down without a fight, no matter how outmatched he seemed to be against her. George rammed as hard as he could into her, but the flab only made him bounce off and against the wall. "I did warn you, I don't even have to lift a finger to get you out of the way."

"GRRR, I won't let you take over me!" Lunging once again at her, Gluttony retaliated by spitting black ooze at him, coating him up to his mouth. "Mrrphh!"

"That should keep you quiet, I don't want any interruptions." Picking him up by the collar, Gluttony kicked George out of the control room. He tried to squirm, but the ooze he was covered with made him stuck to the floor. He just hoped his friends would find a way to help him out of this hell soon.

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Morning rose over the horizon, but that didn't matter when George's body contorted once again. His WereBlubber form receded, but all the weight he put on remained. "Georgie! You okay?" John called, stumbling over fallen graves.

"Huh? Oh hi John.. That was some night. Good thing those two freaks didn't get me right?" He replied, getting up. "Where are the others?"

"You're acting all chill for an almost victim of demonic possession.. You sure you're alright?"

"I'm right as rain, took a bit of a nap waiting for you to get here."

This didn't give John any reassurance considering how panicked WereBlubber was that night. "Oh really now? Is that why your eyes look as baggy as ever? You didn't seem to shed any weight like you always do every day."

Growling under his breath, Gluttinous George grabbed John by the shoulders. "Nothing ever gets by you, does it?"

"I guess you could say I have a knack for knowing whenever my baby brother's in trouble. But in all seriousness, I'm gonna punch you in the face."

And he did, but the now possessed Beatle filled it out full of flab, just getting it stuck under his triple chin. Flab poured out all over, his legs become short and stumpy, his belly bloating outwards and growing two small horns behind his ears. "Your little Beatle is gone for good! He's a prisoner in his own mind now, but I'm feeling generous, I'll take in you three as my servants."

Before John had any time to react, Gluttinous George had John under his arm. Gulping in gallons of air, he inflated like a hot air balloon and rolled away.

Where were Paul and Ringo you might ask? Oh! And Pattie too, well they managed to get the weird summoner surrounded and it's time to find out who he is and his motives! In the next chapter at least.