Rob picked a dark, nearly round chocolate. It had been badly melted, so the figure didn't match any of the guide
"Maybe it's a regular one" he dropped it in his mouth
Immediatly he felt a tingle and strain around his stomach. He looked down and saw his once flat belly spilling all over, constrained by the shirt and pants, the poor material starting to give away under the fast, expanding pressure
In just a few minutes there was a huge blob of fat were Rob stood. His feet no longer touched the ground, but instead it was his king size bed of a butt and his pool like gut that kept him vertical
Half burried in his own blubber, the more than immobile Rob brought the box over his beanbag mboobs with his tremendously overweighted right arm
"I need to find something to reverse this"
Rob tried to find the guide but it was missing, as well as several of the other chocolates. He could feel them scattered over his huge self, but his arms were too chubby and short to even attempt to reach them. He would have to use his memory to pick the right one
He choseen...