Giant-sized Coach Fowler stretched his huge beefy arms across the length of the ceiling and looked down at the two boys pinned against the bulk of his wall-to-wall
stomach. Ty and Dustin groaned uncomfortable each time the coach shifted his belly. The entire room was straining to burst around the coach's gut.
"I'd like to see those refs try to argue with me at THIS size," roared the coach. As he conjured up a now gargantuan belly laugh, the four walls trembled against his
rumbling girth.
"Ty, you gotta do something," Dustin pleaded, "he's TOO big." Ty looked at the vast expanse of red knit shirt that stretched from one end of the office to the other. It
would have taken a truck scale and a carpenter's tape to weigh and measure the coach now, and even so, he was still stubbornly daring Ty to make him even bigger.
"OK," gasped Ty, "you win!" Slowly, the coach's gigantic width began to recede. In a short amount of time, Ty had Coach Fowler's weight somewhere back under the
eight-hundred mark.
"PHeeeeeeeeeeew," coach exclaimed, as if he'd just exhaled the contents of a hot air balloon, "now THAT was big!" He chuckled to himself as he brushed off the
front of his still enormous front end. The two boys slowly peeled their sore bodies from the wall, and Ty lowered himself into a chair where he could catch his breathe.
Dustin looked on, as the coach continued to speak.
"Well, it's good being small again," he grunted, as he struggled to adjust the back of his pants with his whopping gut swaying ponderously side to side. Dustin studied the
coach's big belly closely.
"Thanks to Ty, I'm back to normal," coach added, patting the side of his colossal balloon gut. As coach shifted his weight, it was clear he was still over twice the man
he had been only a few days earlier. Dustin did a double take. Coach wasn't even SLIGHTLY over seven hundred pounds anymore. He was WAY over seven
hundred pounds.
"Feels good to be back to my fightin' weight," coach continued, happily rubbing his vast midsection with both hands. Dustin motioned to Ty to look at the size of coach's
belly, but Ty only shook his head with resignation. He had already exhausted himself. There was no way he could make the coach any smaller.