Ballard, King of the Blotlings

As you journey through the Wasteland, a realm where forgotten toons reside, you find yourself in a large society of nake and inky creatures known as Blotlings. Most of them live in a series of alleyways called Blot Alley, named after their former leader, the Blot, who was destroyed.

You barely set foot in the area when a group of towering Slobbers, big blotlings with scary bodies and large, muscular but wobbly stomachs, immediately saw you. Their pitch-black forms, dripping with ink, loomed over you like giants.

"You thought you could step into our territory? Think again!" growled the first Slobber, his voice deep and rough as he grabbed you easily with his strong arms.

"Yeah!" sneered another, his green, glowing eyes narrowing with smugness. "Travelers without invitation like you have to deal with our big, glorious King in person. Your curiosity will cost you!"

Before you could even protest, the Slobbers lifted you up like a ragdoll and carried you off. After what felt like forever of being dragged through streets, passageways and dark corridors, you all reach the gigantic castle located at the end of the town. The Slobbers throw you into the throne room of the castle. It’s incredibly spacious and lavishly decorated. The air was thick with the smell of ink, a heavy feeling that settled on your shoulders. You take in every detail until you hear a booming, loud voice echoed through the room, making the very walls shake.

"Buahaha! Well, well, what do we have here? Someone dares to trespass in our Great ingdom of Pure Abundance?"

You turned toward the source of the voice, your eyes widening as you saw the figure before you. Seated atop a throne far too small for his huge size was the King Ballard himself, the ruler of the Blotlings and the biggest of them all.

He was a giant and extremely fat nake Spladoosh, towering at a staggering 12 meters tall, he was as tall as a 4-stories Skyscrapper and as wide as a the biggest boulder ever. His entire body was pitch-black, shiny with a glossy, almost oily look that reflected the dim light of the throne room. But nothing could compare to the huge size of his belly.

The King’s stomach was so massive that it dominated his entire form, looking like an overfilled water balloon, its sheer size utterly dwarfing the rest of his body. It bulged outward in every direction, round and tight, as though filled to the brim with an unimaginable amount of liquid ink. It extended so far forward that his legs were almost completely hidden beneath it, and his stubby, ink-coated feet poked out awkwardly from under the giant sphere.

Every slight movement he made caused the immense belly to wobble and ripple like jelly, the waves of motion rolling across its surface with a hypnotic slowness. The ink coating it dripped constantly, forming slow streams that flowed down the sides of his stomach and The surface of his belly glistened in the low light, smooth but uneven in places where the thick sludge clung stubbornly.

Despite its overwhelming bulk, the belly had an unsettling softness and wobbliness to it. Even his huffiness, caused it to rise and fall dramatically, sending faint tremors across its surface. The slightest shift of his weight caused the mass to sway heavily, almost with a delay, as if its immense size gave it a mind of its own. It was as though he was barely in control of it, his body struggling under the immense strain of carrying such a huge mass but the king didn't care.

The King leaned forward slightly over his belly, resting his large, hands on his sides, sinking into the soft surface as he laughed heartily, the sound echoing through the room. His green, glowing eyes narrowed as he inspected you, his expression one of amusement mixed with dominance. You and his citizens were ants compared to his enormous skyscraper like size

"Ah, such a tiny thing, daring to wander into my kingdom without permission. Did you think my loyal Slobbers wouldn't find you?" As he spoke, he slapped his belly with one of his massive hands, sending a loud, wet SLAP echoing through the throne room. The impact caused his stomach to jiggle violently, the waves of motion rippling across its surface for what felt like forever before finally settling. He let out a deep chuckle as if entertained by his own display of dominance.

Many Slobbers had to carry the King's huge belly, their strong arms supporting the massive weight as they help him walk around. All of them were fatter than usual since the King reward them generously for helping him

"Since you're so daring to even attempt such an act, allow me to introduce myself! I am the greatest and most beloved King of all, King Ballard himself! Ever since the Blot was destroyed, I have taken on the role of the new leader of my fellow Blotlings, and oh boy, I must say, I'm doing a fantastic job! The Kingdom is as prosperous as my own belly! Now, what brings you here? State your reason for entering our lands!" said Ballard with a grin as the Slobbers still carry his belly as much possible.