Jake had been carted off to the hospital, where they poked and prodded his enormous body. He was confined to a small room, though it would have been big to him before, and was left to lay on two beds. Even with two beds beneath him, his rolls drooped down over the sides. The nurses were laughing at him, and some of them obviously disgusted by him. The doctors didn't know what could have possibly happened.
The news played on the TV in the room, and the perky female newscaster came on screen. "Medical technicians have a huge case on their hands today. A local bodybuilder was rushed to hospital, after he mysteriously came obese and immobilized." the screen showed images of the gym he was in when it happened, and how the large double doors had been removed to get him out. His friend Paul appeared on screen "We got no idea what happened. Last night this guy was built, over 230 pounds of muscle." Jakes mind went to when he was 298 pounds of rippling power. "We came in today and found him laying on the floor, and he was really really fat. The man couldn't even stand."
The newscaster appeared on screen again "Tests were done on a dough-nut the man claimed caused this, nothing abnormal was found in it. One researcher was brave enough to try a bite and ruled the dough-nut 'Delicious.'" Jake turned the TV off, and lay his head down. The nurses and doctors came in to see him, they began to lift his stomach and check his thighs, turn him as they could to see his back. He thought of how terrible it was to be fat, and how intrusive it felt. His stomach felt sick, and he began to shake. His breasts started to retreat to his chest, and his swollen ass began to almost deflate. He looked down and grabbed his flabby stomach, only for it to be pulled away from his hands.
The doctors and nurses backed away, and watched this change. Jake's waist became smaller and smaller, and his arms became lighter. His thighs started to shrink, and his fingers became less stubby. He thought instantaneously "Yes, I'm gonna be normal again, and I'm gonna kick that bodybuilder's fat ass!" and the shrinking stopped. Jake was left at a squishy 510 pounds. "Oh shit. Why'd it stop?"
The doctors were totally dumbfounded, and sent Jake home. They supplied him his new clothes and told him they'd call him if they made a breakthrough. Jake waddled out of the hospital and down the street, in search of the fat bodybuilder.