"Fine!" You yell in frustration at no one in particular. Your parents raised you better than that. You lean away from the door, for whatever good that would do and take another deep breath before opening the door. You really should use the gas mask you took, but there's no way you can fit it on properly in time.
Your jaw nearly hits the floor.
Chad is huge. Whatever rivalry you once had is now, barring some miracle, permanently over.
Tatters of ripped clothing cling to his wrists and ankles leaving him mostly naked. His massive gut jiggles before him reaching down to his knees and saving his modesty. His ass is so big you wonder if it'll even fit through your door. His head is as big as a pumpkin, his eyes light up once you open the door.
A loud fart escapes his huge ass sending ripples through his fat.
You're already regretting your decision. "Get in here!" You yell. "Fat ass" you whisper.
You grab a fat hand, your fingers sinking into the adipose tissue that has build up around and pull.
He lumbers forward and slams into the doorway.
Just your luck, he doesn't fit. Fighting against the impulse to take a breath you push him back and turn him sideways before pulling again. Your hands sink deep into his layers of fat.
Again you pull as he lumbers into the frame. His thick arms push down on his massive ass and belly as he squeezes into the doorway.
"Come on!" You yell.
"Pull!" His voice sounds lower than you remember it being.
Finally he plops free. He falls forward, knocking you to the side and on your ass. With a loud fart he hits the floor jiggling like a beached whale. You scramble to get up. You're not quite as nimble in your new size. You hear and feel your clothes straining.
You slam the door shut.
You can't hold in your breath any longer and take a quick gasp of air, knowing full well that the fog is around you. Still you needed air and the door is closed. Hopefully the effect is diminished.