"Sure," Matt says with a grin over his chubby face, "You know what...I think you should join me here in the land of the fat.” He rubs his fat belly with his free hand and looks you over.
“I know you’ve always wanted to be fat like your brother, ... In fact, I don’t understand why you experimented on me first." He saunters over to the kitchen counter, his jeans creaking in protest with every move, his too-tight t-shirt slowly riding up over his new fat belly, and grabs a glass. Filling it with water and tapping in some powder he continues.
“I don’t know how big my wish made me, but I can guess how fat you want to be. Your brother is big, but your Dad is even bigger. Which one would you like to be?”
You’ve been standing there, not quite believing Matt, but now you realise that he’s serious about fattening you up. Part of you looks forward to being bigger - after all, being Mike’s size would be great around school, you could play football and the bullies would leave you alone - but you’ve always admired, nearly idolised your Dad, and it would be cool to be as big as him, too.
Your considering makes you hesitate, so Matt sips and says, “Can’t make up your mind, huh? Well, I’ll make it up for you, I wish you were as big as...
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