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You wake up the next day and feel odd.

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You wake up and feel groggy and roll out of bed. You hear a crunch and open your eyes more, there are candy wrappers, fast food bags and empty soda cans all over the bed and floor.
“What the fuck?!” You say out loud. You don’t remember eating last night, your mind wanders as you wake up more and you remember an article about sleep eating. “Boy I hope it isn’t that.”You stop out of bed in your boxer briefs and you belly looks like you at the mounds of food that the empty bags and whoppers show. You go into the bathroom and do the shit, shower shave routine as you are brushing your teeth you think about the waitresses from that bar and chuckle a little. You keep hearing the “look at his muscles, his arms” line in your head. You take your right arm and flex it in the mirror and you stop brushing. Your arm is not muscular as it was. In fact it looks like you never worked out a day in your life. Granted you were no gym rat but you had a solid build on you.

You drop your towel and start flexing your other muscles; legs, chest back… Nothing! You then take a longer look and you and you appear to be a guy that never went into the gym. You arms were smaller and a little mushy even. You had no chest at all, legs were jiggly even like you spent all the time in the office in a comfy chair and never walked anywhere. Everything was smaller except your butt. This is odd you think. Your ass was larger, not massively but you sure noticed it. It is hard not to it actually is sticking out. You always had a flat ass and now your ass is jello and thick.

You finish in the bathroom and get dressed for work at the paper. You pull your slacks up and they are loose on the legs now but your rear end is stretching the fabric some, enough to see your underwear lines. You put on your socks the shoes and that is when you notice something else. Your pants are too long, “Wait a minute!” You say as you open a drawer and pull out a pen and tape measure. You put your pack to the wall and mark the top of your head on the wall. Then stepping away you measure it and it reads 66 inches. “5 foot 6! I was 5’9 yesterday. “

You are gonna be late for the paper if you take any longer so you put on your nice shirt and the sleeves are too long. You just roll your pant legs up and sleeves too. You run to the truck and you are all ready out of wind from that. You see the garbage truck coming and forgot to take the trash out. Back inside you go and grab the 2 big bags of trash you have. You get outside and have to put them down. You muscles, what’s left of them, are burning. The bins are at the curb 30 feet away and it takes you almost five minutes of huffing and puffing along with resting to get the bags there. The garbage men take notice and laugh a little at your expense.

Back in the truck you get and off you go. You look at the watch and you have time to stop at a 7/11 for some breakfast. You pull up and park when you hope out the drop from the truck seems higher. You walk in and see you pants dragging again. You bend down and roll them up again you feel the tightness in the seat of your slacks due to your bigger rump. You happen to look at the height line next to the door of the 7/11 and you get close to it and it reads 5’2”. You freak a little but your stomach is screaming for food. You grab a box, no 2 boxes of donuts. A slurpy, 6 big breakfast burritos, 4 giant bags of M&Ms, and 5 microwave super mega cheese/egg/bacon pancake sandwiches. You pay and the clerk is looking at you funny but bags it all up and you are already eating your 3rd pancake sandwich. You take the bag and it is real heavy but you manage to carry it to your truck. You put the bag in and then have to crawl up into the truck due to height and weakness.

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