The moonlight illuminated Stella's home as she walked through the front door potion in hand. She said hi to her family and bolted towards her room. She placed the potion down on her sink countertop looking in the mirror and then down to the potion. Thoughts racing through her head, how she should've asked questions about the potion, what would it do to her, and what if anything the reflection might've been. Magic was something not to mess with, video games taught her that much. She looked down at the potion, as her attention was broken by a loud noise from downstairs. She listened in as her family was praising her younger brother for beating out another fighting game tournament. She had enough, cracked open the seal on the potion and downed the whole thing.
The next few moments were a blur as Stella's vision darkened to black.
Her eyes opened, time had clearly passed as the sun shined in her eyes. She was laying in her bed. She raised her arm over her head to block out the harsh rays. What she saw though didn't look quite right. First was her vision, everything was blurred. Second was her arm, it looked bigger. She instinctively grabbed around and felt a pair of glasses on the nightstand next to her bed She fumbled with them, and eventually got them onto her face. The world around her gained clarity once again, and she immediately went to looking at her arm. It was massive, flabby, and noticeably more pale then before. Little brown hairs dotted it, as her eye line followed it to her hands which were stout meaty things with sausage like fingers on the end of it. They were soft and round like meaty over mitts. Part of her wanted to scream, but something in the back of her mind told her this was normal. This was how she was supposed to look.
Stella proceed to sit herself up on the bed, and look around her room. It took some effort, and she felt her body shake and quiver as she did so. To the point where she released a fart followed by a belch. She immediately put her hand to her stomach, and felt a mass that wasn't there before. Whatever grogginess she had from waking up was completely gone as she grabbed onto a massive midsection attached to her. She grabbed at it, kneaded it, and pushed into it to feel the softness. Running her hands up and down through a layer of body hair, then feeling up her chest. Her chest now sported bigger, and more saggy breasts with a layer of hair on them as well. As she fondler her body she felt something press up on the underside of her belly. She reached down, moving her stomach out of the way in the process grabbing onto a new appendage on her body. His body, this was enough to make him want to scream. But, a flash of memories began flooding his mind. His youth changing from dresses, the color pink, and disappointing the family became graphic tees, nights on the couch covered in snacks, and laying the smack down on everyone in the family and beyond.
The fat man rocked himself to one side of the bed and sat up. His room was now reflective of the life he now lived. Most people would call the space a pigsty, but the man called it home. Empty chip and fast food bags littered the floor along with clothing, most of it with video game characters and logos. The windows had two layers of blinds to block out the light. In one corner of the room was a chromatic colored display of rgb lights that was his gaming setup. A custom built beast of a computer sat next to the desk flashing through the rainbow, along with the desk itself which was adorned with led lights around the frame and embedded into the desk itself. The keyboard was massive with plenty of keys for his macros, and a mouse with a numpad for easy access to in-game emotes. The walls were painted black, and were decorated with video game paraphernalia.
Stella saw his wallet sitting on his side table, and reached for it. Opening it he saw his ID, his name was Sterling, he was now 25 years old. This was the final trigger for his mental changes as the last of his memories of ever being known as Stella dissapeared. He was Sterling now, a god amongst gamers, a man with millions of fans shouting his praise. His family adored him and his success, and the world know it too. Even though he had a reputation for being a bit of a slob and rather crude, his charm won out most of the time. He reached for his phone, it was almost 5pm. Time to start stream.