"Oh no..." Dwight managed to say in the brief instant where nothing had started yet. But then, a loud rumbling and gurgling sound could be heard from Kyle's stomach. He felt *extremely* hungry all of a sudden, but not more than he was afraid. He could feel something akin to a heat or a vibration running across his body, the sign of the curse taking its effect. Looking into Dwight's eyes was a gateway to his deepest inner conscious desire, the driving force of the curse as it was currently shaped to be by its enforcer, and Kyle could sense what was gonna happen. He could almost see - no, feel - all the effects his body would endure. Rather, the consequences of one major effect.
"Shit, Kyle! Your... Your stomach..." Liam, with a trembled voice and shaky finger, pointed at Kyle's currently bloating stomach. No, that wasn't bloat. It was fat. Kyle knew it, Dwight knew it, and it was palpable by the shape his skin was taking as slowly a new pound arrived and in how it stretched his belly skin and started creating flab and guts. Kyle reached for it, feeling it growing very slowly under his hand. "Oh fuck!" He moaned, as a wave of pleasure hit him as his shirt started riding up and his hands brushed against the taught skin and flabby fat hanging out.
"Dwight... What the fuck man?" The fattening boy struggled to speak as now his hips and ass were also feeling the effect, and he gasped for air as involuntary moans coming from his fattening body and the way his clothes started getting tighter stole away his air every few moments. Soon his belly was significantly forwards, and his ass had a definite curve to it and his width was already halfway bigger than previously. His chest tingled and started poking at the tight shirt - still going up and exposing his whole growing midsection - as it also swelled forwards. Dwight's hard on was very difficult to not notice, seeing as both Kyle and him seemed to be hypnotized looking at either just each other or the new layers of fat accumulating in the cursed boy.
"Uhmmm... I don't... I don't know..." He couldn't deny it, as Kyle's face chubbed up ever so slightly and caused the poor boy to become a stammering mess, his attraction and pure lust for the whole ordeal was clearly evident. Liam had started recording as soon as the first rip came from Kyle's shirt, showing off his decently big belly and round tits. He couldn't be bothered to take off his clothes, or rather it was more that he couldn't. It seemed to satisfy Dwight, anyways. Kyle's hands ran slowly across his body as both them and his arms swelled with fat, alongside his cheeks, neck and legs which bumbled and trembles with the loose fat accumulating, and jiggled as Kyle rebalanced himself every once in a while.
His chest did had a beyond usual growth in only a few moments. They seemed surprisingly perky and round unlike traditional fat boobs, surprisingly femine in its shape and size - currently about a Capital C Cup - even if they were still growing. Not only that but his gut easily packed about a extra 70 pounds, hanging over his widening hips and large ass, which constrained against his pants. The sounds of gurgling and hunger only grew as his size and weight went up, ending up joined by sounds of cracking wood floor and the rips of jeans as his huge legs and ass tore the thing apart little by little. His underwear was also already full of holes underneath, and a large tent with wet stains outlined a hard, growing fat cock leaking precum. "Ahhh!" Kyle moaned in relief as the tears widened and his pants fell down onto his swollen feet.
"Dwight that is fucked up man! How big is he gonna get?" Liam asked, but he also sported somewhat of a half chub hidden underneath, while _____ was actively backed up into a corner, fearful but too curious to turn away. Kyle couldn't even process what was going on, lost into the pleasure that the transformation was giving him and the hunger both for food and for Dwight. His mind was being consumed and twisted just as much as his body at this point, his hands traveling all across his increased pounds, caressing and rubbing and massaging everything he could reach.
Discovering his new chest was actually just as sensitive as a woman's was surprising and terrifying, but both those feelings were easily overlooked in favour of a barrage of pleasure and the need to have them played with. Dwight ran his hands across Kyle's still expanding stomach and reached for his breasts, which made Kyle melt into pleasure and moan loudly. It was at this point the Kyle's clothes completely shredded, and the boy's kissed passionately as Kyle's size finally seemed to stabilize. Just in time for Kyle to orgasm intensely, cum shooting out into Dwight's pants and the floor. Layers and layers of fat jiggled, as the 300+ pounds cursed boy and the nerd united in lust and fantasies.