Ty could tell that Jake was looking for him, so he thought of what to do for a new body and left the house. He went to an alleyway by the coffee shop and changed himself again. He commanded that Jake should find him, and he waited. No less than a half hour later, Jake appeared at the end of the alleyway, which was just wide enough for him to fit in.
Jake couldn't see very well in the alley, but he knew he had to be there. He waddled down to the end of the passage and watched a figure loom out of the dark. The figure was huge, standing at 6'2" and his muscles were enormous. The figures lats pressed into the alley walls, and his large arms crossed across its gigantic chest. Its legs were massive, and were starting to break out of the pants it wore, and it had a ridiculously large bulge in it's pants. The figured walked forward, and his face became visible.
"Holy shit, you're the fat bodybuilder!" Jake said. "How did you get so fuckin big? And where'd your huge gut go?" Ty shook his head and said "I'm pretty sure you're the fat bodybuilder now. I'll tell you now, that I can be as big as I want. I'm 550 pounds right now, but I could easily make myself into a 1,000 pound bodybuilder, or 'fat-ass' as you called it."
Jake looked down at his stomach and then at the man's huge muscled body. He missed being a muscle man already, so he posed a new question "Will I ever be back to the 295 pounds I was just today?"
Ty nodded and said to him "When you learn how badly you treated people, you'll go back to normal. Now why don't you go get a coffee, I'm sure you're thirsty." And suddenly he was. Jake went into the shop and waited in line.
He stood for only a moment when another bodybuilder came in. A man strikingly similar to how he looked only this morning. The man strolled over to him and said "Move it, Buddy. I want my coffee."
Jake knew that this guy could kick his ass, but he still refused to move. "I SAID MOVE IT, FAT-ASS!" and the man shoved him into the cart filled with trays. The people in the shop didn't help him, but instead began to laugh. Jake couldn't take it, he struggled to get up, which was no easy task, and he waddled for the door. His stomach bounced and his chest heaved, his ass rippled with every step he took, and caused the people to laugh even more. He waddled all the way to the alley, and was followed by the man who pushed him.
Jake sat there, upset. He regretted ever pushing that guy in the morning. It was bad enough to be fat, but no one needed that fact exploited. His stomach heaved again, and it began to shrink. As rapidly as his weight had come on, it was being shed away. His old body returned to him, and his muscles were as big as ever. He noticed though, that he was back down to his 230 frame, but that his 5-inch dick was back. He was happy, but he felt a bit gypt. The man who pushed him came into the alley, and turned into the bodybuilder with the gut.
Jake looked at him and said "Well, I'm back to normal, and the clothes even shrank to fit me.... but I thought you were going to make me 295 pounds. I'm back at 230." Ty chuckled "I did say that, didn't I? Well so be it." Ty closed his eyes, and wished a wish. Jake felt queasy, and then felt his shirt move. He looked down expecting his muscles to be swelling, but was shocked by what he saw. His stomach was growing again, and so were his hips. Jake could also feel his pants tightening in the seat. His shirt lifted up over his gut, and his waist grew a solid roll over the rim of his pants. His stomach grew large and firm, and looked like a watermelon, only rounder. It swelled outward, blocking the view of his groin. The stomach didn't sag though. It looked like it was packed tight, and it felt firm to the touch. It continued to puff outward, and stopped just as he felt it was ready to explode.
"What the hell?" Jake said. "What did you do to me now?!"
"Exactly what you asked. You're now 295 pounds." Ty slapped Jakes gut.
"You have me a 65 pound stomach! Don't you find that a bit harsh?"
"Not overly. I'm sure you'll find some way to work it off, though I think this fat is almost impossible to burn. Its the kind that stays underneath your muscle tissue. Thats what makes it so firm. And Actually, it's a 70 pound stomach. I felt like a nice round number, if you'll pardon the expression. There's one other surprise I'm sure you'll like though."
Ty walked out of the alley and left Jake there. Jake sat, trying to pull his shirt over his stomach, but it wasn't happening, the shirt just barely went halfway down the swollen mass. His hand slipped, and hit his crotch, and he knew what the other surprise his. He opened his fly and pulled out his dick. He could see it past his stomach, and it was still soft! "Shit, this things almost a twenty incher!" He pushed the monster back into his pants and decided to go home. He would check everything out there.