There was no really discernible taste. Te cake tasted normal, but no desired changes were present. I took a few more bites out of the cake, and sure enough, nothing. It wasn't even soggy. Thankfully, I wasn't choking to death on the ground, but nothing to record.
"No immediate change." I scribbled into a notepad before slipping it into my pocket and standing up. I always thought that the best way to endure research was to briefly forget there even was an experiment, taking breaks between monitoring to notice changes more easily. Heading for the TV room, I plopped myself in an armchair and flipped the TV on.
Okay, the laboratory didn't enforce it, but I'd found it rather invigorating.
It was an hour or so of watching until my watch beeped, indicating a monitoring section. I grabbed my pen and pad from my pocket and narrated as I wrote.
"Mental state: No pain, sickness, or discomfort detectable. No changes in mood or sudden agitations. Physical state…" I looked down at myself for observations, but dropped my pen and pad to the floor in surprise.
My once-average midsection was beginning to form a potbelly, sticking out a few inches more than usual.
"…The hell? Is this bloating?" I gave my stomach a poke, getting a feel of how soft it now felt. However, I could suddenly feel a faint rumble coming from within, and I yelped in shock as it suddenly began to bloat out again, expanding a few more inches.
I sat there in stunned silence before standing myself up with unfamiliar difficulty and heading down the hall. Upon opening the bathroom door and flipping on the lights, I could see myself in the mirror. Sure enough, I'd become fairly plump, my one baggy t-shirt now gripping at my rounded belly, large enough that a sliver of flesh was visible on the bottom of my shirt. In addition, I could feel that my pants now felt less roomy.
"What…the…hell…" I poked at my arm, which now bore a soft paunch. I also gently slapped my belly, which sent a ripple throughout. Waddling (to my misery) up to the bathroom scale, the wheel spun out of control as I stepped my engorged girth upon it, the reading slowly halting on 256.
"…This isn't happening." I whispered to myself. "This…this is all some kind of dream, and soon enough, I'll wake up and this will all be…" But a louder rumble interrupted me as my belly grew even larger and my jeans became skintight, the scale jumping to 341.
"…oh boy."
The steps leading down to the basement began to bow under my newfound weight. I lumberedd for the phone on my desk and hastily dialed the lab, four dial tones beeping until an automated tone came through.
"You've reaches FESPA laboratories, we're sorry to say tha-"
"DAMNIT!" I hollered as I slammed the phone down, but began to feel my stomach growl again as I heard my jeans begin to rip around my big, blobby legs, and my belly growing so large that my shirt covered a third of it as it contained my suddenly existent "breasts". A telltale cracking noise from beneath me appeared as my chair buckled under my insta-fat.
"I…gotta…DO SOMETHING!" I uttered as I thrashed myself to stand up, my body continuing to grow in a stream. I had to weigh well over 400 pounds and still growing. After finally getting on my feet, I lifted my obscene bulk and stood tall, but fell still as I looked above me.
The basement was somewhat small; only a foot from my head. It'd never caused me any problems before, but at that moment, I could just notice that I stood a few inches closer.
I was growing in height as well.
As if in response to my discovery, my stomach let out a vicious grumble as it again started to expand, growing so large as to begin to tear at my shirt as it became like a rope around my torso, and my pants formed more larger tears. I put my fattening arms around my stomach, which pushed away as it began to stick out further and further from me. This time around, I could see myself inch closer and closer to the ceiling. By that point, I must've looked like a head on top of a spherical balloon of obese flesh.
But another feeling erupted within me, my eyes becoming pinpricks and I moaned as my gigantic stomach let out a huge rumble, overwhelmed by a feeling of intense...
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