That night we sat on the couch together and enjoyed a fancy meal my double, who now looked nothing like me, prepared for us. The taste was definitely an improvement from the previous night and as we laughed at the show we were watching together, it seemed that he was enjoying the changes. I began calling him "Big", thinking that would suffice as a name for now. Once we got bored of the TV and the dishes were washed, we headed to the bedroom. Both of us stripped to our boxers, which is how I usually sleep. It seemed that even after the transformation, we still had many of the same habits. Big slept with his back towards me and was obviously taking up most of the space. I slung my arm around Big, as I had nowhere else to put it, and started to feel his pillowy flesh. I absentmindedly felt his chest and groped his man boob. He reacted by pressing his rear against my crotch. I had no idea if he was awake or not, but I thought it was better for me to fall asleep.
The next morning we both woke and Big walked to my closet, disappointed at the realization that only my clothes were inside, clothes that could no longer fit him.
"We have a problem" Big chuckled.
"Huh?" As I was getting dressed up my morning brain was slowly processing that he was still in his boxers "Oh! We don't have any clothes for you."
"Yeah, I guess we're going to have to go to the mall."
"Sounds good to me, just wear what you had on yesterday for now." Once he was back in the culinary garb, I drove us to our local mall and we walked into the largest retail store they had. I noticed we were getting stares from other customers, which I couldn't tell if they were directed at the chef outfit that Big wore or just his sheer girth. Maybe it was a combination of both. This store had a huge selection of clothes that went beyond typical retail clothes, they even had an international section. We could find anything in here, including incredibly large clothing to fit Big's body. Together we picked out some articles of clothing in his size and I sent him to the fitting room to try everything on. After a few minutes, Big unlocked the fitting room door.
"Come in, how's this look on me?"
"Why don't you come out, shy?" I asked as I stepped into the fitting room. Big was wearing a pair of canvas shoes with tight khaki pants, silver wallet chain, a leather belt, casual button-up shirt, and his thin framed glasses. My mouth was agape, "You look..." I gave him a thumbs up without finishing my sentence.
"Thanks" he replied with a wide smile. I turned to look at the other clothes inside the fitting room.
"What do you want to try on next?" I asked. Then something caught my eye, it was an article of clothing in the fitting room that I didn't remember picking out with Big. I felt a weight around my neck. I jolted, looking at the mirror in the fitting room to see that Big was standing behind me and had placed the amulet on me.
"Here's something I picked out for you" he reached out and grabbed what he had snuck into the fitting room. Before I could protest, he put it on me. It was a...