You closed the door behind you and started stripping down so you can try on this new outfit. You put the red T-shirt over you as it hangs and slip on the boxers and jeans, having to hold them so they don't instantly fall down. You sit on the small bench so you no longer have to hold the clothes in order to keep them on.
"Why did I even pick these clothes, it's obviously too big for me" you said to yourself as you felt a pain in your stomach.
You lift your shirt up only to see your stomach a little bloated...and growing! Your belly is becoming huge, and it's starting to spill out like dough! You grab you gut and you try to figure out what's going on when you notice your fingers fatten and your hands become pudgy and softer. Your arms become bigger and softer looking like their filled with pudding than muscle. Your thighs swell out and become wider making them rub together, and your ass grows larger making the bench give a cracking noise. Your cheeks puff out and your chin widens to become a double chin, then quickly grow to the point where it engulfs your neck. You keep growing until your skin feels the fabric of the clothing fit perfectly.
You stare at the mirror attached to the door. You gasp in shock that your body has recently transformed itself to weigh about 400 pounds......the same number that was on the tag.
*knock**knock**knock* is all you hear on the door. "Is everything okay in there sir?" You noticed it's the same voice of that employee that was 'helpful' earlier.
"NO! These clothes! They...they did something to me!"
She opens the door and decides to give you another smile. "Well, that's what you expect when you take clothes from the 'Weight' aisle."
"Yeah, I noticed" you said annoyed.
"So tell me this, do you like it?"
"I...I....kinda do" you said. It wasn't until now that you noticed you didn't hate this new form of yours, you actually kinda liked it. You stare at your fat and jiggle it around a little. It had such a good feeling to it.
"There, you see, it's not so bad once you're used to it." she replied. She gave another smile, a smile that said that she knows how you're feeling through experience.
"This...isn't permanent is it?" you asked worried. "It'll be hard explaining to everyone how I gained 250 pounds over the weekend."
"No, the magic wears off once you take the outfit off. If you want it back all you have to do is slip it back on."
You were trying to adjust through all of this. Ten minutes ago you wouldn't even dream that this kinda stuff was even possible, and for some reason you liked being fat! You sat there on the straining bench thinking on what to do next.
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