Surely these vials didn't actually work, right? Well...only one way to find out. Quickly, Marcus gulped down the odd brown liquid. It tasted nice, like vanilla and almonds yet sweet and warm. He licked his lips as the mixture trickled down into her stomach. Expectantly, he waited a few seconds, looking down to see if anything would change. Huh. So much for that. Not altogether surprised, he set about his day, getting ready to head out. Idly, he scratched an annoying itch on his arm, fingers trailing through the coarse brown fur. Wait. Fur?! He sprinted to the bathroom and looked into the mirror. Sure enough, both of his arms were now thickly coated in fur: fur that was quickly spreading across his whole body. He grunted as his face began to extend, pushing out into a bullish muzzle. Horns sprouted up through his hair, ending in sharp points. He gasped as his shoes exploded apart under the pressure of his hooves, which clacked on the cool bathroom tiles. Pain shot through him as his tail pushed against his jeans, and he was forced to let them down. He stared, shocked, at the new being in the mirror. Seems like the vials did work after all...wait. If the vials worked that meant...oh no. His stomach gurgled as it began slowly expanding with new flesh, pooching out over his belt. His shirt strained under the weight of his growing gut and new moobs, little tears forming and exposing fatty swells. He raised his arms, watching them bloat and wobble as they grew wings of blubber. PING! The buttons of his shirt popped off, letting his gut and moobs hang out exposed in all their chubby glory. He cupped the burgeoning boobs in his hands. They were huge, large enough to make many ladies green with envy. Marcus teetered unsteadily as his thighs and rump swelled, thickening with soft fat and cellulite. Slowly, the growth stopped, leaving Marcus to stare baffled at his newly obese form.
Looking at his plump double chin, round apron gut, and bubble butt he was...