After a few moments Hank's hunger quelled and his stomach settled. He look down, pleased with himself when suddenly the feelings roared back, twice as strong as before. He stomach swelled dramatically before his eyes, putting on an unknown amount of weight. He grabbed his furry belly in horror, feeling it fill his hands and start to droop down slightly onto his belt line.
Additionally, his chest started expanding, growing first more barrel chested before the fat got to be too much and starting settling into two small but sagging moobs. Hank grabbed one in a panic and felt the new addition to his body, trying to get used to feeling so much more flesh on his body.
Eventually, the growth slowed, leaving him with a belly that sagged onto his belt, love handles that supplied more than a handful and a chest that would turn any of his shirts into bras. Hank looked down at his new body, feeling a mix of anger at himself for not being able to get the serum right, embarrassment at his new body, and concern at the prospect of this being his new permanent body. And yet, there was something else, but Hank shook this feeling off. He had more pressing matters to deal with than how he felt about this development, as obviously he would feel nothing positive about it all. First of all he had to...
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