May I have my phone back now?
You know the rules you get your phone back when a parent or guardian comes in to get it.
Ok just don't press that option. Please. It will erase everything.
This one here?
Yea don't press that one.
Ooops. Sorry my finger slipped.
As he pressed that button Mr Huff noticed some strange feelings. His chair started getting smaller. His hair started tickling the back of his neck. His beard was hitting his chest. Wait I don't have a beard he thought to himself.
Mr. Huff began to rub his belly. Wait what. Oh no. Mr Huff looked down and he had easily tripled his weight and a good portion of it was hidden under that sweat and food stained wife beater. Having been a very well built man just moments ago his almost 500 pound figure astounded him but his appearance also showed a new lack of personal hygiene and cleanliness. His shirt had deep yellow pit stains and pasta sauce from the mid day meal staining his shirt along with long dried on stains. His shorts had a worn hole in his crotch letting one rather large testicle almost poking it's way out. But as the realization that he was turning into a fat slob he also realized he was losing what intelligence he once had.
At that point Mr. Adams walked into the room. Huff what are you doing in my chair?
Uh sorry sir I just needed to use his phone to call my husband.
Husband? How did a pig like you ever land a husband?
I wasn't this fat when I met him but he is just such a good cook.
Well give him back his phone and get back to your janitor duties.
Mr. Huff picked up his broom and began to exit the room.
Now Jeff you know you aren't spose to be using your phone in here.
I wasn't I was walking out and Huff asked to use it. I was just getting back when you came in.
well I will let it go this time.
Thank you.
Jeff scanned Mr. Adams and began to make some amusing changes to him and press submit just as he exited the room.