Jake went into the changing room and put on the over sized speedos.
As he looked at himself in the mirror he noticed that his face was looking rounder.
His less than muscular chest was becoming full fledged man boobs.
His thighs began to rub each other.
His arms became thicker at his biceps than he waist had once been and his belly lurched out in front of him
hiding any hint of the speedo from the front.
Jake turned around to see his ass had ballooned and the speedo began to fish it's way up his ass crack making
it look somewhat like a thong.
As Jake sat down to take off the speedo he had a hard time reaching around and removing the over sized speedo.
He stood up naked and looked at himself in the mirror. But no changes happened.
A scream erupted from his throat followed by the owner asked if there was anything he could do.
What the hell did you do to me?
You did it. The owner said. This was your choice not mine.
Change me back.
I can do it but it will take some time and some money.
HOW MUCH? $10,000.
I don't have that much money.
Ok.
Thanks for shopping at the second hand store.
Jake put the speedos on and grabbed his old clothes and went to the counter.
I'll get the money but change me back so I can get it for you.
Oh I couldn't do that. If I changed you back why would you pay me my fee.
Please. Jake pleaded with the owner.
Jake and the owner talked for over half an hour and Jake realized there was no reasoning with him so he
grabbed his clothes and headed out the door.
Oh by the way those will be $500.
What?
Those speedos.
You change me into this fat tub of lard and then charge me for it.
Hey I am a business man I got to earn a living.
Jake took out his debit card and swiped it taking out all the money from his account except a few dollars.
How could he live like this.
Jake made his way home and called his best friend Tony.
Look what he did to me. Jake said sobbing.
Damn your fat. How much do you weigh.
I don't know I feel huge though.
You are huge dude.
Could you get me some clothes.
I guess but what size should I get.
The found a tape measure and started around Jake's mid section. Ok that looks like 80 inches give or take.
They had to move the tape measure a couple times and weren't exactly sure if they had started and ended at the
same place but it was close. Inseam was 30 inches. Tony had to work his hand up in between his chubby legs.
I have no idea what size shirt to get so I will guess.
Tony headed off to a fat man's store and got several pairs of slacks and several size shirts to 5xl.
As he got home they dressed Jake. First with the pants working them up those chubby legs and between his
thighs.
They tried on the 3xl and it had no chance of fitting. Then the 4xl and it was closer but still there were
several buttons at his belly that wouldn't hit. The 5xl all buttoned but they were straining and there was
some belly showing through.
There Tony said.
Jake sat and became depressed.
Look guy you need to earn that money.
I know but how am I going to do it. In this body I am so hungry and what can I do to earn that kind of money
it will take forever.
Then you need to get started.
Jake headed off to work and tried to explain to his boss that he had a reaction to a vaccine and he blew up
like a balloon.
This is a physical job you can't do this kind of work his boss said.
Look you lose the weight and come back and your job will be here but I am going to have to lay you off.
Jake was even more depressed and found himself turning into a bar. He hadn't seen what sort of bar it was but
he sat at the bar and ordered a beer when someone came up behind him and said hey sexy.
The voice was somewhat rough and he looked up and saw a big furry man.
Why so down.
Oh you wouldn't understand. He said.
I might why don't you tell me. He said to Jake still standing behind him.
Jake looked at his reflection and told the complete stranger that he had gained all this weight recently and
just lost his job because he was so over weight and didn't know how he was going to be able to pay his debt.
He didn't tell him about the second hand store. He didn't think he would believe him anyway.
Well big guy we need some dancers.
Yea right. Look at me I am not a good person for a dancer.
You would be surprised what my patrons like.
Jake thought what did he have to lose. He had stuck the speedo in his pocket before he left and followed the
guy to the back room and put on the speedo.
Damn that looks good the guy said and shoved Jake out the drapes where there were a few guys that hooted and
hollered at him.
Jake just stood and looked at them for a bit and then shook himself a bit here and there getting even more cat
calls.
As Jake moved more and got closer to the men watching him he found if he turned around and shook his butt he
would get felt up and something would be slipped into his speedo.
Jake danced for 15 minutes and came off the stage with a couple hundred dollars in singles.
He danced the rest of the night and made a grand easy.
He stopped off at a late night greasy spoon and ordered the biggest meal he had ever seen let alone eaten
ever.
Night after night he swung his ass at the horny men. Going home with a few and even went to bed with the owner
a couple times when he made the $10,000.
Jake ran down to the second hand store and gave him the money. Now change me back.
It will take some time to change you back.
Going fat is easier than going back.
How long.
Depends on your resolve. Looks like you are bigger than when you left here. If you keep eating like this you
aren't ever going to get back but you can lose it all.
Give me back my money.
Oh so you want to be like this forever.
If your not going to change me back I want my money back.
If you don't pay me you will not only be this way forever but be bigger.
Jake left the money with the man in the hopes that he would lose the weight and went off to work.
The owner just deposited the money knowing that there was no way Jake would ever be able to lose the weight.