The suspenders were cinched up tight to keep the pants from dropping to the ground. He held up the sides so
that they wouldn't drag as he went to the field house.
You look good, said a familiar voice.
Principal Carter?
You got it boy.
Why did you send these to me?
The principal took a match and lit up the pipe hanging from Chad's mouth. Well I could see that you didn't
respond to regular discipline so we are going to try something else.
Chad inhaled the smoke coming through the pipe. At first it was burning Chad's eyes and throat but as he took
more puffs it seemed to taste better and better.
You know boys aren't spose to be smoking on campus.
But you gave it to me. As he said that Chad began to feel strange. As he lifted his hand up to balance the
pipe in his teeth he notice that his hand was suddenly quite meaty. 5 little sausages coming from a massive
paw. He noticed the fur on the back of his knuckles and going up his arm. His biceps jiggled as he tried to
pull them from his chest and jiggled with the slight movement. His chest inflated almost with every puff of
the pipe. They were so furry that he couldn't even see the flesh below the hair but he could tell that they
were huge round balls of flesh now. His hips began to widen and fill the extra space and flow over the edges
of the pants. His legs thickened and brushed into each other, fortunately the pants would keep him from
chafing. His shoe-less feet stuck from the bottom and he felt a beard flow from the chins that developed from
his now rounded face. The tightness of the suspenders kept him from growing any taller so he was still at 5'4"
and almost twice as big round as he was tall.
I needed a cub to train and you look like you will be a good cub now for me. Said the principal.