Damkit he had clicked the fat kid setting. The white light struck him straight in the chest where most of the weight was sure to occur. His mind was invaded my thoughts of twixs and twinkees. He craved to have something to eat. He ran to his refrigerator in Order to find something to crave his out of the blue hunger. He found all sorts of vegtables and fruit but tossed those aside he ran to the pantry and shoved three boxes of cereal and their contents down his throat. That solved the problem he thought as he let out a loud belch. He sat on the floor exhausted from his feast of grains. He pulled himself up which strangely took an enormous amount of strength to do. His cloths seemed tighter than usual. He heard a ripping sound as his jeans were being ripoed apart by the fat building around his weight. He quickly took off his cloths as more weight was being added to his enlarging frame. He formed a set of man boobs as his arms had quadrupled in size and his legs had gained at least thirty pounds each. His underwear was the last think to go. He didn't mind though his gut hung down so low it covered his privits. He tried to move his fat out of the way to see his toes to get the socks off but that was impossible not becuase his stomach was blocking the way but becuase he could move his hands close enough. The transformation had mad him extremely obese even for a fat person he looked like he was 5 foot six and five hundred pounds of pure unused energy.
He squeezed bum self into the doorway of the bathroom to look at himself in the mirror.
And the worst pet of it was he was still hungry.