Peter patted his now massive gut, impressed on how easily it had
handled all the milk, without any of the usual pain of overeating,
just the satisfied feeling of being large and full. He realized he
liked being big like this- if only he could stay like this...
As he struggled to stand, his body started to shift to accommodate the
new large load in his stomach. His hips widened and shifted outwards
to contain more of the bulk, and his back muscles swelled and widened
as well. His stomach became less like an oval and more spherical, and
his pectorals pushed up to help round out the massive gut.
His ass grew a little too, becoming like two halves of an over
inflated basketball, to help hold and balance out the massive weight
in front.
Peter was now an impressive monster to behold, almost like a caricature of a muscle bear- big, muscled arms and legs dwarfed by a
sphere of a stomach that had to be 6' in diameter.
He patted the top of the curve (which now effectively blocked the view
of the entire lower half of his body), and looked at Joce.
"You know what? I really like this but...