Dick Harlot was never the brightest bulb in the socket, or however that expression went. Being a relatively successful person with a toned body and high-paying job, he would always assume he's invincible. That was, until the curse came to him.
It was just a week after the first curse report was detected. At that point, the curse was isolated in Southern California, which led people to think it was an infection. There were some outliers to that theory, but they were all traced back to being in Southern California. Dick had never been to South California, so he was pretty safe, right? We, we wouldn't be here if that was the case, now, would we?
It was after a long day at work, and Dick was incredibly horny. It was, of course, two days since his last masturbation. The whole curse thing freaked him out when word first got to him. After two days, however, he realized he couldn't do it. He had to go now, or he'd just go crazy.
Loading up pornhub, he checked around for something that looked good. Something preferably with one person, so he could focus on them. After a few pages, something caught his eye: A 400+ guy with a hairy beer gut. The man turned Dick on a whole lot, so he clicked on the video and prepped himself.
The video was pretty amateur, but still, the guy was sexy as shit. It consisted of about 5 minutes of belly and moob play, while the guy was dressed in a tight pair of boxers, which gave hint to his erection growing underneath. Dick was furiously masturbating now, admiring the large curves of the big, brutish guy. He loved how his belly jiggled for a few second after every slap and punch. It would've been all to much for Dick to begin with, but when the obese pornstar literally ripped off his underwear, exposing his 10 inch hard-on, that was the breaking point. Dick finished on a full shot of the guy in the video, with his huge, bulbous gut and long cock dripping with pre. He shot a load of cum into the tissues he was masturbating with, giving him the pleasure he needed.
As he closed out the video and hopped up to throw away his tissues, he noticed an odd feeling in his gut. It felt full and strained, like it was being pumped full of... Something. Surely he was imagining things, right? He wasn't actually getting pumped up...
The snap of his button-up shirt said otherwise. 3 buttons, right around his belly button, popped off and smacked against the wall adjacent to him, leaving tiny indentations in the drywall.
In shock, Dick looked down at his formerly muscled body. His once flat stomach was growing and swelling like a balloon. He put his hand on it to make sure it was real, and sure enough, it was. It was growing at an alarming rate, so much so that he could feel it filling out in his hands, semi-swallowing it. The first thing that passed his mind: allergies. But allergies didn't swell you like THIS, did they? It couldn't be water weight, either. That would take work this fast. It had to be the curse. That was the only other explanation.
Thinking of what the curse did, he also realized that his whole body would be affected, including (fittingly enough) his dick. He rushed out of his room to a full-length mirror, where he could watch himself grow. He was slowed down by his newly acquired girth, but he still had to get to the mirror.
Once at the mirror, he pulled up his bet, which was getting fatter by the second, to see his dick. It was, at the moment, 8 inches hard, growing longer and thicker by the second. He started getting hard again at the sight of his new, stocky build. He stood back as he watched himself grow bigger and fatter, with no way to actually stop it. He just had to wait it out, and think of a solution later
Luckily, it didn't take him long to balloon up to 400+ lbs. By the time he was done, his belly was the size of a beach ball, covered in a thick pelt of hair. His dick, still rock hard, was now a solid 10 inches, and was dripping in pre, although he had just masturbated 5 minutes ago. His arms, legs, and face had fattened up en suite, and a bushy beard sprouted from Dick's face. He looked like a bear, and not just a hairy guy, but a literal bear. Fearing what his weight was, Dick thundered his way to the bathroom scale, shaking the apartment's floors with each step.
When he got on the scale, he couldn't read it over his belly. He had to suck it in as much as he could, as well as physically push it in with his hands, in order to read the terrifying number of 479 pounds. He nearly fainted from seeing that number, falling back into the wall, leaving an indentation. How was he gonna explain this to his family? How would he explain it to his girlfriend? How would he explain it to his roommate Kevin, who would be home soon? And most importantly, how was he going to reverse all this?