You feel the beam engulf you as Tommy has a dumb looking grin on his face.
Your slender stomach begins to bloat out, starting as a little flab and then turning to a nice big belly. Your thighs and calves thicken, and you can feel your stance widen with every pound. Your arms begin to fill out, getting big and meaty. Your fingers thicken into sausages. You feel your pecs swell into man boobs that sit nicely on your belly. Your face gets rounder and rounder, sporting double chins. You feel a short beard sprout all over your fat face. Your ass also begins to swell, putting a big strain on your pants. You undo your pants for relief. Then your head begins to itch real bad. You scratch it and watch your beautiful hair fall out into a short buzz cut. Your skins starts to itch as body hair pops out everywhere: chest, belly, back, pits, the whole nine yards. You finally begin to sweat, making stains all over your now way to tight clothes.
The gun stops, and you're sporting 250 now. You look into Tommy's grimy mirror, horrified at your new body. Tommy laughs at you.
"Fuck this thing works!"
"What have you done to me?"
"You don't like it?"
"No! I look like a slob. I feel like I need ten showers."
"Don't you take a fuckin shower. Showerin is for pussies. How some new clothes to fit the new you?"
Tommy aims the gun again. Your tight sweaty clothes disappear. A filthy wife beater appears you on, as does a filthy pair of tighty whities. Filthy tube socks get on your feet. Now you look like a younger Tommy. And you're livid.
"Those feel better, boy?"
"No! I want my clean clothes, my boxers back--"
"Slobs like us wear whities, boy. Shows off the belly and skids."
He laughs and turns around, showing the skids he's made in his whities. He lifts his butt up and rips a massive fart and laughs.
"Aw fuck that's the ticket."
"That's disgusting."
"Aw yeah?"
A shit-eatin grin appears on Tommy's face as he shoots you with the gun again. Suddenly...