"I wish I was like you..."
I'd hardly had a chance to think about what I'd just blertted out before the changes started.
Immediately my hands darted to my stomach as it gurgled violently and cramped up in knots. The flesh surging with warm fat beneath my fingers.
I was aware of the tightness of my clothes as I felt them stretch taut all around my body. My feet ached almost as much as my twisting gut until my new fat clawed toes burst out of the constructing leather sneakers.
My jeans looked like something out of the 90's as the rugad denim snapped and shredded under the presser of my cellulite engorged legs. Patches of green scales showing through the ripping blue.
My belt gave out as my rump tore through the fabric right down the middle reducing the pants to tatters and a thick lard laden tall flopped onto the ground beneath me, hanging over my underware's waist band. The elastic matierial stretched to its max and I could feel my member struggle to find space between my fat thighs and sagging stomach.
My shirt rolled up over the hanging lump that was my belly and caught on my swelling man-boobs. Once flat pecs swelled like water filled garbage bags on my chest, drifting to the sides of my belly. Green scales spreading over them as yellow formed a strip up my soft underbelly.
The cramps continued to build up as rolls overtook my elbows and wrists. The shirt finally gave out as wings burst from my back and my neck swelled upward and outward in thick double chins.
Horns sprouted from the back of my head and as I felt the first bust of relief from my twisting innards as a belch rocketed up my through and out my curved dragon snout in a green puff of haze.
With the cork popped my gut unleashed it's wrath as I squatted on my fat legs, clawed toes digging into the asphalt below me and a ripping fart disintegrated the last hold outs of my underware in a thick green fog that carpeted the street!
I now stood 15 feet tall, my ass was bigger then a dumpster, sweat collecting in my ass crack and leg folds. A belly the size of a compact sudan with truck tier moobs. Arms as thick as trees and soft as pillows and what seemed to be an ever present miasma of green haze. My back wings were huge but I doutes they'ed ever lift my flabby 1000lb bulk.
The *twing-snap* of my elastic band launched the remains of my underware over my dragon girlfriend's head, catching on her horn as my confined newly dragon cock sprung out from under my orb like belly presented right at her stiff as a bat.
Only now did I notice I no longer looked up at her but level with here. She fan'd her fat mit of a hand across her nose as the green cloud dissipated upward around us.
"Whoo, you stink worse then me babe, but welcome to the club!" She cheered, reaching out and smooching me on my rubbery cheek. I did the same to her.
"Alright," she said "now what do you suppose two smelly slob dragons, with the power to wish for anything should do next?" She made an act of stroking one of her fat saggy chins in thought. I knew she already had ideas but played along.
She then snapped her fingers and pointed at me "I know! Lets..."