You decide you only want to be chubby at first so you head to the upstairs bathroom and lock the door behind you. You take a bit of the powder and sprinkle it into a cup of water. The water flashes with a bright yellow light and turns a dark green.
Despite it's gross appearance you take a small swig and slam the cup down in disgust. It tasted like a mixture of alcohol and vinegar. You stare at the mirror and whisper, "I wish I was chubby".
Nothing happens at first. After a few minutes of staring at the mirror you decide the old man was nothing more than a crack-pot with a bottle of laundry detergent and go back down stairs. You fling yourself onto the couch and turn on the T.V. After watching an episode of "Friends" you angrily turn the T.V off. It was the episode where Phoebe wonders what it would be like if Joey and Monica were married and they show Joey as he would be 300 pounds heavier. Instead of taking your mind of old man it only made you angrier that he could never be as fat as Joey was.
You mutter to yourself as you climb up from the couch and go to bed. It was still fairly early but you feel like you have been up for three days and fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow.
You wake up the next day and lift yourself from bed. For some reason this act is a bit harder then ever before. You absent-mindedly unbutton your pants and groan with relief as a pressure in your waist is released. You try to bend over to take your socks off but realize that there is a small "spare tire" blocking your way. You stay bent over, staring at the piece of blubber poking out of your once wash-board abs. A cold wave of understanding washed over you as you realize where this hunk of lard came from. IT WORKED!! You rush into the bathroom (or at least try to, your new layers of fat prevent any reasonable form of haste) and stare at the mirror to survey the damage. You are definitely chubby now. Your stomach has swollen and is now pouring over your skin-tight pants. Your pecks which used to be slightly muscular now have grown twice their original size and droop down just a tad with the weight of your new blubber. Your legs have grown too. They now touch each other and rub together when you walk. your face has lost all it's definition of cheek bones and was replaced by two slabs of fat.
All in all, you love your new look. It ha the comforts fat can bring without the limitations of obesity. You look soft and squishy and love to play with your fat. After several minutes of doing so you hear a knock on the door it's....
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