The feeling of size-change was intoxicating... First the growth and now this! His stomach rumbled -at it's present size, something he could easily hear as well as feel- and the huge, rounded man put his giant, chubby hands onto his broad expanse of stomach in sympathy. He looked as best as he could over one shoulder out the hole in the wall behind him.
In the distance, he could see the brightly colored sign for McDonalds ... but he couldn't go there like this! He was sixteen feet tall and nearly that big across! His stomach pushed out from his torso, covering his legs all the way down to his feet!
Struggling, the huge man tried to stand. Nothing happened. His legs, buried as they were, moved and flexed, but to no avail! He was simply too fat!
His belly rumbled again; he was getting hungry! Painfully, hungry! With more grunts and moans, he tried moving, rocking himself to and fro and attempting to stand. All he managed to do was send waves moving through his huge, rounded body like waves on a beach.
The tiny chest was to one side, still, and he could reach it; should he try to find a way to take off the pounds so he could stand?