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Ty's Power

Caught by his own spell

added 12 years ago BM S O

As Ty watched, he found himself focusing on Dustin. The one hard body in a sea of fatboys. All those guts shaking and pressing up against Dustin's muscled physique as they took their turns with him. It was kind of hot...

If he was this irresistible, eventually Dustin would be the only fit guy left in town!

He kept looking back at Dustin in that otherwise fat filled room, his hard body really WAS perfect. Ty's cock stirred slightly, without him even noticing. Half-hardening in his jeans as he watched the scene unfold. Then, he was overcome by a strange prickling sensation.

A layer of fat started to form all over his body. A few millimeters thickness at first, but quickly it began to fill in. The definition across his frame began to fade as he stared into the TV at the chub orgy Dustin seemed to be engaged in. His limbs were thickening, his belly starting to arch, his ass filling up, becoming fleshier. His clothing was pulling closer to him as he grew beneath the fabric. The change slower, perhaps because he was so far from Dustin,

Still, the weight rolled on. Ty plumped bigger and bigger, his clothing now tight around a round gut and swollen sides. His jeans fitting uncomfortably as they tried to conceal his growing backside. Ty was a chubby guy, quickly approaching fat. Absentmindedly, he pawed at his soft, doughy gut, feeling it swelling beneath his fingertips. Not even realizing what was going on. Growing quicker. Getting so much heavier, softer too as he blew up. His clothing snapping at seams, stitches letting go, ripping open and showing the soft flab beneath their fabric confines. Soon his gut was in his lap, his new tits rested on his stomach, his second chin wobbling while he chewed on a piece of gum. His cock poking into the underside of his belly.

He grinned "Fuck, Dustin. You're really doing a number on that locker room." He said as he stood up, his belly wobbling, ass shaking as he got to his feet. He was as fat as any guy on that screen now, and he didn't even mind. In fact, thanks to his own powerful abilities, he not only thought he was supposed to be this way, he even got off on it, like all the porkers at the gym with Dustin.


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