Jack has a devious look on his face and picks up the slobifier.
Hey Hey Hey I don't need that gun used on me your the slob.
Not to worry I have a better idea.
Put those sweat pants on and grab the cases of fatso cola.
We went out and squeezed ourselves into the prius and Jack put the slobifier as well as several boxes in the
back seat. The fatso cola was in the back end and we started driving.
We drove to the country where there is a barn that the football team usually partied at before a game.
Fortunately there was a game tonight and it was early.
Jack set up a table and a plastic punch bowl. He dumped the cases of cola into the punch bowl and several
bottles of liqueur to spike the soda. Leaving the alcohol bottles laying around the table and hiding the cans
of soda and the car we lumbered up to the top of the barn and waited for the football players to show up.
Everything being ready for the boys made it easy for them to take a drink and get to partying.
As they chugged we watched as the changes started on the guys. For the most part these guys were already big
but their clothes were bursting off of them. As they burst out of their clothes Jack took aim and slobified
each one of them.
Now Nathan Caruthers was the quarterback and even though he was one of the biggest drinkers he did try to
limit his drinking when he saw what was happening to the others. Jack too aim and slobified Nathan. By this
time the whole team were fat slobs and Nathan was pretty small but still a bit fat. Jack and I came down from
the rafters and the slobifier lowered a man's IQ by several points each use so the boys were not stunned when
we came down they just thought we were part of the party.
Jack took out a funnel and being larger than Nathan pinned him to the floor. Grab that punch bowl he yelled at
me.
But he will be huge. I can't do that.
GET ME THE PUNCH BOWL NOW!!!
One of the football players thinking this was a fun game grabbed the bowl and ran it over to Jack. Jack stuck
the funnel in Nathan's mouth and said pour. The big guy poured and poured till there wasn't a drop left. Jack
stood back and soon Nathan was expanding greatly. He took the slobifier and shot Nathan several more times
dropping his IQ to a low grade moron and he sat there giggling as his body jiggled as it grew larger and
larger.
I think you boys have a game to play Jack said and they loaded, putting Nathan in the back of a truck, being
well over 800 he wasn't moving too fast. And they headed to the game.
Coach was shocked when he saw the big boys but they were still able to move somewhat. But he was stunned when
he saw Nathan.
Jack and I followed at a safe distance and watched as the team squeezed into uniforms way too small for them,
well all of them except Nathan. And Jack took the gun and aimed it at the coach. Already being somewhat fat
himself the slobifier just added to his tendency to fatten himself up.