Foxi had eaten about 15 more pies by now, and was still on her way through her 16th. If one looked at her physique, she was no longer the slender, skinny fox she'd been a mere half-hour ago, by standards of time passage in this RP. She still didn't even seem to mind, finishing her 16th pie and beginning a 17th. Partway through her 17th pie, however, the now rather chubby vixen fell backwards, collapsing on the ground into a sugar-induced coma.