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He thinks like blocking, he becomes blocking

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He began to look around at the other people, just smiling, thinking it was a big joke! " I get it! You wanna see my fat naked ass too! Well I don't do that unless for a chick!" He chortled as he began practicing on the heaviest dummy there. "You don't seem to understand dear boy, the blocking dummy your working on was just like you once, but.......well the chemicals in the suit have an effect that's rather.......well it doesn't matter now anyway! Enjoy yourself!" Meanwhile the 600 pound quarterback looked at his naked girth, and asked "is there any other equipment or cloths around here? I kinda don't wanna be naked?" Wilkson looked around and began to point to where the equipment is, and the quarterback waddled over slowly, relieved that his fate wasn't like his buddies.

Meanwhile the 500 pound lineman began to notice something weird, it looked like he was getting even bigger. "Hey wilkson check this out! My body must be different then you thought! Hahaha! I'll be your biggest dummy yet! As if that's true!" Meanwhile the crowd just looked on as his body swelled from his chest downward. At first his chest began to puff out, along with his sides. But then his midsection and waste followed suit. The whole time he was happily hitting the dummy, falling on top of it, waddling around again, pushing down on it, and repeating. "Haha! This is fun!" He said, not noticing he was become almost the same shape as the dummy he was blocking. It was only when he tried to take of his helmet for a drink he realized. "What the hell! When I touch my helmet it feels like my head!? Why does my equipment feel like it's part of me! Why can't I take it off!?"

As he scrambled to grab something on him, he began to pull frantically. The others watched as his shape did start become more cone like, almost a leather or rubber sheen to it. "Wilkson what's happening to me? I feel so weird?" He said, less panicked now, and more with a zombie tone. He was still pulling at his equipment/ skin as it stretched a little and flew back again. His legs now, which were once tree trunks of power, began to puff and merge together, become bigger then his midsection even was. The sheen was even more evident, as his face began to look more flat, the grill on his helmet merging to him, becoming one. Soon his lips and face looked almost a picture on a bag, and as in unison his massive arms fell down to his side, melding with his body. Almost like a reflex he began to hop up and down with what little strength he had left, as his feet and soles began to puff up, become bigger then his legs still, and rounding out on the bottom. With a final movement he fell back and bounced off the floor with a loud thud, his 500 pounds of now padding and pleather skin smacked against the turf and flung back in place. A final drop of sweat fell of his now dummy body, and wilkson grabbed a vile and captured it. "Excellent! Something for later!" Meanwhile the 600 pound quarterback was over by the equipment trying to find something for his new girth that would even fit.

"Hey wilkson!" He yelled with a booming masculine voice, "now that, the jackass is a dummy, can I take him home for practice later?" Wilkson looked at the dummy, its photo body stuck in a tackle position, swaying back and forth yet. "I don't see why not! Plus there's a trick to moving them around I think!" He walked around the body and found a small hole with a stopper on it. "Ah! See the bigger ones came with a air hole, see the weight turns to air, and the body deflates becoming a flat sack! Of course when you re inflate it, the body takes on its girth again!" "Cool!" Said the quarterback as he finally found a jersey that fit his body. "Now I can push him around! Hahaha! By the way, is my new body perminant, or was that just a joke?" He said as he slipped it on.

"Oh its quit permanent im afraid! But the plus side is you can always be even bigger!" The 600 pound quarterback stood back in shock! "I'm like this forever! I'll never lose this weight and gut!? How will I play quarterback!?" Charlie chimed in "you could always be like your buddy over there? He seems happy?" As the quarterback put on some more gear his size he........


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