I can work this off you think to yourself. You may have been able to change my body but all I have to do is
work out like I have done all my life.
As if the person on the other end of the computer was reading your mind or perhaps it was the computer itself
reading your mind you see flash across the screen. "fatboy13 has never worked out in his life." In the flash
of a moment you forget all of your former workout skills.
I was thinking about going to work but I looked at myself in my tight white coaches shorts and thought how
could a guy like me be able to teach any of my kids how to be healthy. Again a flash across the screen says
"fatboy13 works at home as a tech support. Also fatboy13 has a weight acceptance web site that among others he
is one of the stars." My shorts disappear replaced by an extra extra extra large pair of boxer shorts. I have
a thread bare robe wrapped around me as far as I can but my belly shows at least a foot in front with the tie
holding it from fully exposing me.
As I walk around the place with a headset answering questions as the calls come in a knock comes at the door.
It seems as though I was expecting it. There at the door is a pizza delivery man with half a dozen pizzas. I
don't even try to keep the door partially closed to keep the delivery boy from seeing my exposed flesh. It
seems as though he has seen this view before and judging from the piles of empties in the corner it seems as
though he delivers daily.
How ya doing Tom.
Not bad. A bit hungry.
I bet so where is Darryl?
He's at work. I begin to think who is Darryl but it comes to me on the computer screen. "Darryl is your
boyfriend. You have no interest in women and Darryl likes his men to keep getting fatter."
The delivery guy comes in and sets the pizzas on the over filled table and sits down on the sofa with me
hauling a box with him and pulling out a piece to start feeding me the first of many pizzas. As he stuffs in
more and more he begins to see me slow down so he rubs my belly and I can feel a stimulation growing in my
loins.
A couple hours pass and I have finished all the pizzas and he gets up to leave. I grab my wallet and give him
payment for the pizzas and a couple hundred in tip. Darryl makes sure I have plenty to pay for services
rendered.
As the delivery boy heads out he passes Darryl carrying in several bags ready for me.
As I drop off into a food coma across the screen flash one image after another. A blond surfer dude who morphs
into an elephantine 700 pound tatooed cum dump. The image is titled fatboy1
The second is a high school football player. This one morphs into a hippy big breasted transvestite. Although
not as big as me or the blond he has added quite a bit of weight and it looks as though he does drag shows.
This one is labled fatboy2
One after the other flash on the screen and I see the fatboy number climb up one after the other. Some become
just a bit fat. Some become hugely obese. There were a couple of bottom heavy pear shaped guys but even those
two didn't look at all alike. There was one huge ball belly guy. It was amazing to see how his belly was
absolutely perky standing straight out from his torso with almost skinny legs at least in comparison.
It finally landed on me. I see my former self that looked completely foreign to my new perception of the world
and then there was the image that I now looked at.
"LOADING FATBOY14" The computer or the person on the other end was now in search of it's next victim.