"I just injected you with a little something..." The caretaker said with a sneer. Dean felt gas starting to form is his belly as the caretaker loosened his straps. Dean tries to answer but only a loud burp came from his mouth. Dean closed his mouth and he could only look down to see his gut was expanding. His eyes widened as he toned abs and Pecs vanished, becoming mere lines on a round gut.
Dean burped again as the inflation reached his dick and balls. They were flattened into his expending gut. His legs spread out as they were sucked into his expanding figure. His ass followed, it rounded out, it was still there, but only a mere texture as his form smoothed out. Dean’s shoulders’ pushed out, forcing him to look up while he was lifted off the table, only the small of his back touched it. His hands and feet were compressed into his body. Dean’s head was the lost to sink into the flesh colored orb that was Dean’s body.
The caretaker smiled. “I always wanted a beach ball. He pushed Dean off the table, who bounced off the floor and into the wall before stopping back at the table. Dean was rolled over so he could see the caretaker. “Yes, you are perfect.” He said patting Dean’s outline of a cock. He then moved around Dean's belly and slapped the circles off his ass. Despite being a round ball Dean could still fell it. He was rolled to the door. "Oh dear." The Caretaker said. "Much as the master would love you. I'm afraid you are too big to fit through the door!" Dean couldn't see the caretaker, but he prayed he wasn't getting a needle...