Reaching over you pick up the phone from your nightstand and start dialing Byron. You've known him since you were kids and have been together through thick and thin.
Byron answers, "Hey man, how's it going?"
"Byron I need you to come over, I got a bit of a problem"
"What's up?"
"It's hard to explain, just come over okay?"
As you wait on the bed for your friend, your hunger begins to return and your horniness keeps you futilely trying to reach your erection. Luckily Byron lives right down the street so it isn't long before you hear a knock on the door.
"Come in, I'm in here!" you cry out.
You hear Byron's footsteps approach and see your bedroom door open
"What's goin-Woah! What happened to you!?" he asked, eyes wide.
"Never mind right now! I need you to hand me a box of those chocolates!" you point at the pile by the door.
"What one of these?" He picks up a box and opens it.
You yell to stop him, but it's too late. Byron pops one in his mouth and starts to change. His usual muscular body begins to expand and his already tight clothes become tear at the seams. What was once the body of an athlete in his prime now looked like an ex-football player who had let himself go. He demands to know what's happening and you explain how the chocolates were what made you fat.
"And you want more?" Byron asks incredulously. "Should I call an ambulance? Or a crane?"
"No. That's not why I called" you respond "I can't help it, I think the chocolates are making me hungrier! And I think they might be making me hornier too! So maybe if I cum it will mitigate some of the effects...But the only problem is I can't reach my dick any more"
"And you called me over to jerk you off?"
Your face begins to turn red "umm...yea...please I'm really really horny."
Byron takes a moment to think