Though she isn’t very attractive, your mother Paula is still considered more attractive than Angela in the eyes of society, so James ran towards home and opened the door, luckily, Paula was passed out drunk on the couch. James walked over to his sleeping mother, whose heavy beer gut heaved up and down with each deep, dissonant breath. James reached his hand out towards Paula’s soft belly, and placed his hand on it, sinking into the soft flesh. Paula began to expand, her ass began to overcome her recliner, her already big beer gut grew even larger, folding over into a double belly, her thighs grew larger as well causing her dirty panties to tear off, her large breasts grew even larger, spilling out of her now tattered tank top, her arms fattened as well growing a pair of large bingo wings, her hands became incredibly chubby with sausage like fingers, her cheeks puffed up, and her hint of a second chin finally developed to the point of a third one beginning to form. The job is finally done, your mother, once simply a slightly chubby woman with a large beer gut, is now a full fledged fatass, you’d say she’s about 400 pounds now. Out of curiosity, you grab a pair of latex gloves from the closet with medical supplies and put them on, you walk over to the snoring mound of fat on the recliner, and you feel her soft flesh, using the latex gloves to make sure you don’t fatten her any more by mistake. You grab her rolls, pinching them, jiggling them, and you feel her exposed breasts, they’re soft, and warm. You decide to head out now and...