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“Screw it, I haven’t gotten lucky in years, and I’m just torturing myself over here! Well not tonight, tonight I’m finally gonna sit down and enjoy some good’ ol fashioned delicious food for once!”
“I think some people call it a “cheat day”. Well in that case this is my cheat day!”
Zack exclaimed, throwing his hands up into the air as he finally had enough of watching what he ate only to have no luck finding a woman to call his own. It has been so long since the last time he enjoyed something that tasted delicious instead of forcing himself to eat something that would ensure he didn’t gain a protruding potbelly. Now the gloves were finally off, and tonight he is going to enjoy something tasty but unhealthy. And that exact meal is…
“Spaghetti. One of my favorite dinners back when I wasn’t so adamant about finding a girlfriend,” he thought aloud to himself as he prepared his food, reminiscing on how often his mom used to make it for her “little” boy. While not intent on returning to what he looked like in the past, a little weight could not hurt, especially if it was gained from something so delicious as spaghetti. Once finished, he brought a glass of Monster energy drink and planted his butt on the couch, turning on the TV as he ate, enjoying each and every mouthful. God, this is amazing. Now, why can’t I meet a girl that just likes to eat? What is so wrong with enjoying delicious food? Hell, what is wrong with someone liking someone else for being able to make good food? Cause I can attest that this is freakin’ delish, speaking from experience, he thought, wondering why someone like him cannot find a girlfriend. While eating his dinner, though, Zack failed to notice his clothes changing from his regular white t-shirt, black sweater, boxers, and pants into a black lacy bra that cupped nothing…yet, panties, whose straps, which were as thick as the spaghetti he was eating, dug softly into his sides as patches of fabric formed over his ass and crotch, covering those parts of his body. A light-red top appeared over his torso, his sweater turned into a shirt, and his pants changed to a different material, becoming cyan colored. Meanwhile, back up-top, Zack’s body was also changing in correspondence with his attire; long dirty-blonde hair grew down from his head towards his shoulders, and his face began morphing from that of a man into a woman, granting him longer lashes, inflating his lips plumper, as well as giving him a more chiseled chin to boot, however, despite how beautiful his faced turned out his body was about to get an extreme makeover. Zack merely continued gulping down more spaghetti, oblivious to everything going on around him as his once flat chest bulged outwards, stretching his skin bigger and rounder, denting his sweater, especially as his nipples stood erect, protruding through the fabric. Even as his ever-growing bosom grew to nearly his head, Zack did not notice a thing. Instead, he continued happily eating away at his dinner without a care in the world, oblivious to the changes sweeping his body. His waist caved in, becoming flat and svelte, contributing to emphasize his newly forming curves. His arms and legs steadily thickened, gaining weight just like the rest of his body was, causing his thighs and especially hips to slowly round out beside him, gaining width, while his formerly unimpressive backside gained padding, seeing his two softening and thickening cheeks slowly fill out his pants to the point of nearly popping free of the waistband, only for the pants to re-fit themselves around his new softly padded ass. Amidst his eating, Zack experienced some mild discomfort, but it dissipated as soon as he adjusted himself, shifting his newly widened hips and ass on the couch, oblivious of what has just transpired and instead focusing on the TV and his food. He abruptly grunted and reached down to his groin, rubbing his crotch as it felt, peculiar. Something was off, but he could not tell what it was. All it did was bring him back to his food, remaining ignorant of the various changes throughout his body; like his penis shrinking and shriveling up before disappearing inside his crotch, where it reformed into a soft slit. Grunting once again as she reached down to scratch her surprisingly irritated crotch, Zack abruptly froze as she not only heard her voice, but also felt a flat surface in her crotch instead of a prominent cock. Without missing a beat, her eyes widened, and her jaw dropped, hanging slack for a few seconds until she burst out. Freaking out about the sudden loss of her penis, as well as the enormous breasts sitting on her chest. “What the hell? Where did these boobs suddenly come from?” she asked, stuttering from both shock and confusion. Bringing her hands up to her chest, she groped the ample mounds, holding her hands over them before abruptly gripping them tightly, causing her to faintly grunt as she felt her hands press down against her new sensitive nipples. It being enough to confirm to her that these babies were real. Again, her eyes widened, and jaw dropped, but this time out of stunned realization, not shock or even fear, just surprise. “Oh my god, somehow I’ve turned into a girl…awesome-urgh!” She pre-maturely celebrated as her stomach suddenly began rumbling and gurgling uncomfortably, drawing her attention back down towards it. Holding her aching tummy with both hands, she leaned back on the couch, feeling the discomfort intensify every other second, until it suddenly vanished, only to be replaced with a different sensation. One that Zack’s eyes widened as she felt her hands slowly shift atop her belly as they seemingly slid down along it.
“What the hell? My belly feels like it’s getting bigger-… Oh shit, it is fucking getting bigger!” Zack shrieked after looking down and seeing her once flat and trim tummy balloon outwards like, well, a balloon, rapidly getting rounder and bigger. Her shirt tightly hugged her belly, causing the buttons to gap as they strained to contain the ever-growing mass. Eventually though…
POP
POP POP!
The button’s suddenly bursting off her shirt caused Zack to yelp, flinching as the fabric exploded off of her huge belly and the button landed somewhere on the floor in front of her. “EEK!”
“NOo, I’m getting too fat. My belly is huge, I think I’m gonna burst if I keep getting any bigger!” Zack sobbed, watching her physical prowess literally disappear under layers of flab. It then finally dawned on her that her arms had gotten fat too. Jiggling the thick, squishy bingo wings confirmed the unfortunate reality that was rapidly setting in for her. She is becoming a fat chick!
“NOO! I don’t wanna be a fat girl, I wanna be thin. Yes, I want the big boobs, but I also want clothes that fit!” she sobbed, holding her ever-burgeoning gut as it lurched bigger inch by inch, seemingly with no end in sight. Amidst her despair, her belly button became an outie belly button. Her shirt gradually rode up along her belly, exposing more of its large, round, gelatinous shape with every inch exposed. She may have looked like an overly pregnant woman, but she felt huge and bloated. Whatever was causing her to balloon like this was clearly affecting her insides as well as her outsides, making her feel full, stuffed, like she has been eating non-stop for probably no more than an hour but that is ridiculous, she has clearly only eaten for about twenty minutes, and even then did not feel anywhere near as full as she does now.
Eventually, her belly finally stopped growing, ending up at a rather surprising but still overly rotund size. Something of a combination between looking pregnant and sporting an extra overstuffed potbelly, and what a potbelly it is. If not attentive when looking, one could easily mistake her for being pregnant. “Oh my god. Thank god I stopped growing…!” she loudly groaned in relief, dropping her arms against her belly’s sides, “but my belly is still huge.” Her brief smile turned back into a dejected frown, but this time with a hint of confusion. She did not return to full-blown sobbing until it dawned on her how this would affect her life, her friends, family, work.
Oh god, what is my boss gonna think when he seems a big fat woman coming in to work?! She mentally screamed, grabbing her head as the stress over her old life being gone in an instant overwhelmed her. What were her parents going to think when they learned that their son was now a daughter? A fat one at that. How would her sisters react? Oh god, she would be the fat cow of the family. Now the circle was complete: there was the smart one, the slutty one, and now the fat one. Shifting her hands, she positioned them on her forehead, unintentionally brushing her hair up and away from her face.
“Oh god, this can’t be happening,” she sobbed, her sadness about becoming a fat girl about to return with a vengeance, until she suddenly heard someone whistling in the kitchen. Immediately jerking her head in the direction of the kitchen, her eyes widened as she was overtaken by sudden fear. Someone else is in her house with her…!
That someone shortly rounded the corner, smiling at her, seemingly oblivious to her shocked reaction of seeing him. He walked into the living room at a normal pace and approached her. Time for him moved as normal, but for Zack it seemed slow down as she looked at the man, noticing something very familiar about his face. She softly gasped, brows jumping as it dawned on her where she had seen this man before; it was her, or rather her before she changed into, well, what she is now. The man walked up towards the couch but stopped in his tracks and did a double-take as he looked down at the plate on the table, his smile changing into a confused blank stare. “Baby, you haven’t eaten all of your pizza,” the man said, reaching down and picking up the plate, holding it in his hand. “I’m sorry but who are you?” Zack asked the man, earning her

Description
Image belongs to Taylormadeclips

*****

“Screw it, I haven’t gotten lucky in years, and I’m just torturing myself over here! Well not tonight, tonight I’m finally gonna sit down and enjoy some good’ ol fashioned delicious food for once!”
“I think some people call it a “cheat day”. Well in that case this is my cheat day!”
Zack exclaimed, throwing his hands up into the air as he finally had enough of watching what he ate only to have no luck finding a woman to call his own. It has been so long since the last time he enjoyed something that tasted delicious instead of forcing himself to eat something that would ensure he didn’t gain a protruding potbelly. Now the gloves were finally off, and tonight he is going to enjoy something tasty but unhealthy. And that exact meal is…
“Spaghetti. One of my favorite dinners back when I wasn’t so adamant about finding a girlfriend,” he thought aloud to himself as he prepared his food, reminiscing on how often his mom used to make it for her “little” boy. While not intent on returning to what he looked like in the past, a little weight could not hurt, especially if it was gained from something so delicious as spaghetti. Once finished, he brought a glass of Monster energy drink and planted his butt on the couch, turning on the TV as he ate, enjoying each and every mouthful. God, this is amazing. Now, why can’t I meet a girl that just likes to eat? What is so wrong with enjoying delicious food? Hell, what is wrong with someone liking someone else for being able to make good food? Cause I can attest that this is freakin’ delish, speaking from experience, he thought, wondering why someone like him cannot find a girlfriend. While eating his dinner, though, Zack failed to notice his clothes changing from his regular white t-shirt, black sweater, boxers, and pants into a black lacy bra that cupped nothing…yet, panties, whose straps, which were as thick as the spaghetti he was eating, dug softly into his sides as patches of fabric formed over his ass and crotch, covering those parts of his body. A light-red top appeared over his torso, his sweater turned into a shirt, and his pants changed to a different material, becoming cyan colored. Meanwhile, back up-top, Zack’s body was also changing in correspondence with his attire; long dirty-blonde hair grew down from his head towards his shoulders, and his face began morphing from that of a man into a woman, granting him longer lashes, inflating his lips plumper, as well as giving him a more chiseled chin to boot, however, despite how beautiful his faced turned out his body was about to get an extreme makeover. Zack merely continued gulping down more spaghetti, oblivious to everything going on around him as his once flat chest bulged outwards, stretching his skin bigger and rounder, denting his sweater, especially as his nipples stood erect, protruding through the fabric. Even as his ever-growing bosom grew to nearly his head, Zack did not notice a thing. Instead, he continued happily eating away at his dinner without a care in the world, oblivious to the changes sweeping his body. His waist caved in, becoming flat and svelte, contributing to emphasize his newly forming curves. His arms and legs steadily thickened, gaining weight just like the rest of his body was, causing his thighs and especially hips to slowly round out beside him, gaining width, while his formerly unimpressive backside gained padding, seeing his two softening and thickening cheeks slowly fill out his pants to the point of nearly popping free of the waistband, only for the pants to re-fit themselves around his new softly padded ass. Amidst his eating, Zack experienced some mild discomfort, but it dissipated as soon as he adjusted himself, shifting his newly widened hips and ass on the couch, oblivious of what has just transpired and instead focusing on the TV and his food. He abruptly grunted and reached down to his groin, rubbing his crotch as it felt, peculiar. Something was off, but he could not tell what it was. All it did was bring him back to his food, remaining ignorant of the various changes throughout his body; like his penis shrinking and shriveling up before disappearing inside his crotch, where it reformed into a soft slit. Grunting once again as she reached down to scratch her surprisingly irritated crotch, Zack abruptly froze as she not only heard her voice, but also felt a flat surface in her crotch instead of a prominent cock. Without missing a beat, her eyes widened, and her jaw dropped, hanging slack for a few seconds until she burst out. Freaking out about the sudden loss of her penis, as well as the enormous breasts sitting on her chest. “What the hell? Where did these boobs suddenly come from?” she asked, stuttering from both shock and confusion. Bringing her hands up to her chest, she groped the ample mounds, holding her hands over them before abruptly gripping them tightly, causing her to faintly grunt as she felt her hands press down against her new sensitive nipples. It being enough to confirm to her that these babies were real. Again, her eyes widened, and jaw dropped, but this time out of stunned realization, not shock or even fear, just surprise. “Oh my god, somehow I’ve turned into a girl…awesome-urgh!” She pre-maturely celebrated as her stomach suddenly began rumbling and gurgling uncomfortably, drawing her attention back down towards it. Holding her aching tummy with both hands, she leaned back on the couch, feeling the discomfort intensify every other second, until it suddenly vanished, only to be replaced with a different sensation. One that Zack’s eyes widened as she felt her hands slowly shift atop her belly as they seemingly slid down along it.
“What the hell? My belly feels like it’s getting bigger-… Oh shit, it is fucking getting bigger!” Zack shrieked after looking down and seeing her once flat and trim tummy balloon outwards like, well, a balloon, rapidly getting rounder and bigger. Her shirt tightly hugged her belly, causing the buttons to gap as they strained to contain the ever-growing mass. Eventually though…
POP
POP POP!
The button’s suddenly bursting off her shirt caused Zack to yelp, flinching as the fabric exploded off of her huge belly and the button landed somewhere on the floor in front of her. “EEK!”
“NOo, I’m getting too fat. My belly is huge, I think I’m gonna burst if I keep getting any bigger!” Zack sobbed, watching her physical prowess literally disappear under layers of flab. It then finally dawned on her that her arms had gotten fat too. Jiggling the thick, squishy bingo wings confirmed the unfortunate reality that was rapidly setting in for her. She is becoming a fat chick!
“NOO! I don’t wanna be a fat girl, I wanna be thin. Yes, I want the big boobs, but I also want clothes that fit!” she sobbed, holding her ever-burgeoning gut as it lurched bigger inch by inch, seemingly with no end in sight. Amidst her despair, her belly button became an outie belly button. Her shirt gradually rode up along her belly, exposing more of its large, round, gelatinous shape with every inch exposed. She may have looked like an overly pregnant woman, but she felt huge and bloated. Whatever was causing her to balloon like this was clearly affecting her insides as well as her outsides, making her feel full, stuffed, like she has been eating non-stop for probably no more than an hour but that is ridiculous, she has clearly only eaten for about twenty minutes, and even then did not feel anywhere near as full as she does now.
Eventually, her belly finally stopped growing, ending up at a rather surprising but still overly rotund size. Something of a combination between looking pregnant and sporting an extra overstuffed potbelly, and what a potbelly it is. If not attentive when looking, one could easily mistake her for being pregnant. “Oh my god. Thank god I stopped growing…!” she loudly groaned in relief, dropping her arms against her belly’s sides, “but my belly is still huge.” Her brief smile turned back into a dejected frown, but this time with a hint of confusion. She did not return to full-blown sobbing until it dawned on her how this would affect her life, her friends, family, work.
Oh god, what is my boss gonna think when he seems a big fat woman coming in to work?! She mentally screamed, grabbing her head as the stress over her old life being gone in an instant overwhelmed her. What were her parents going to think when they learned that their son was now a daughter? A fat one at that. How would her sisters react? Oh god, she would be the fat cow of the family. Now the circle was complete: there was the smart one, the slutty one, and now the fat one. Shifting her hands, she positioned them on her forehead, unintentionally brushing her hair up and away from her face.
“Oh god, this can’t be happening,” she sobbed, her sadness about becoming a fat girl about to return with a vengeance, until she suddenly heard someone whistling in the kitchen. Immediately jerking her head in the direction of the kitchen, her eyes widened as she was overtaken by sudden fear. Someone else is in her house with her…!
That someone shortly rounded the corner, smiling at her, seemingly oblivious to her shocked reaction of seeing him. He walked into the living room at a normal pace and approached her. Time for him moved as normal, but for Zack it seemed slow down as she looked at the man, noticing something very familiar about his face. She softly gasped, brows jumping as it dawned on her where she had seen this man before; it was her, or rather her before she changed into, well, what she is now. The man walked up towards the couch but stopped in his tracks and did a double-take as he looked down at the plate on the table, his smile changing into a confused blank stare. “Baby, you haven’t eaten all of your pizza,” the man said, reaching down and picking up the plate, holding it in his hand. “I’m sorry but who are you?” Zack asked the man, earning her