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Rated: XGC · Interactive · Fantasy · #1174314
Your car breaks down in the middle of nowhere...,.
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Chapter #6

Bottoms Up!

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Izzy gasped when he saw Matt gulp down the formula. He hurried and dove at Matt's legs, shaking them frantically, trying to get him to stop "Matt, what do you think you're doing?"

"He's drinking your formula!" TK exclaimed, pointing to the gradually emptying green liquid from the beaker.

"No!" he cried, "Don't you know this can result in a myriad of unwanted side effects- because Mimi here just HAD to-"

"Hey!" she cried, "Don't put all the blame for your scientific blunders on me, professor!"

Hearing all the squabbling around him, Matt withdrew the beaker from his lips, winning a sigh of relief from Izzy.

He gulped down what he had, "I really don't know what you're talking about. Maybe you've accidentally made some kind of sports drink- it sure tastes like one. Not bad," Matt commented before an odd light sparked it his eyes.

Smirking he pinched Izzy's nose and tilted his head up, "Bottoms up!" he laughed, emptying the remaining formula into the short boy's mouth. Izzy squabbled around, but couldn't keep up the struggle as he soon gave in, swallowed the potion, and gasped for fresh air.

"Matt, you really don't have to be so rough with him," Mimi chided after taking a look at Izzy, who looked a little sick and nervous.

"Chill out!" Matt snapped, giving Izzy a slap on the back, somehow curing him of his nausea.

"This is serious," Izzy cried, shaking off his nausea, "I can't only wonder what's going to happen to us now since I have no idea exactly WHAT Mimi put in the formula- poison, toxic waste, who knows!"

"Hey!" Mimi cried, "I only used the stuff you had around here. Shouldn't you know what you carry around, boy genius!"

"Well, I have no idea how YOU mixed them up!" Izzy exclaimed, glaring at Mimi right in the eyes, "Why can't you even remember that? Hey, I even put food coloring in them so you could remember!"

"Hey, how about the two of you SHUT UP?" Matt snapped, kicking the empty beaker off to the side. You hear it shatter into a thousand pieces, "I feel FINE, OKAY?" he yelled.

TK glanced at his older brother. Something was definitely happening. It normally took a lot more to bring his anger to this point. Even Izzy seemed nerved up. Maybe the potion was affecting their temper, you wonder. They're definitely acting more pissed than you remember them being.

"Listen," Izzy cried, "I'm only trying to find out-"

Matt quickly snatched Izzy by the collar, "I said I feel FREAKIN' FINE! And you'd better keep quiet if you want to keep that head of your's on right," he snarled as he threw Izzy back on the ground.

Suddenly a deep rumble sounded from underneath Matt's black tee shirt. Izzy glanced at the blond rockstar wannabe with anticipation: whatever happened was going to happen to him too.

"What the hell?" Matt cried amid the rumbling, "I feel kinda funny. . ."

"Is he gonna blow?" asked TK.

Suddenly, Matt's stomach started to billow outwards and stick out. His firm abs grew more lax and less and less chiseled. It grew bigger and rounder and soon his shirt was beginning to ride up and show the thinnest sliver of pale exposed flesh.

His belly kept on swelling and getting softer, as the pale 'sliver' of exposed belly grew wider and rounder and soon formed a roll of flab draping below the tight waistline of his black pants. His shirt kept on riding up, higher and higher as his belly expanded bigger and bigger. His black tee was tight as it soon held his chest which had developed into a set of boy breasts and even his arms were swelling up like warm bread in an oven.

"Matt's getting fat!" TK cried in horror.

His brother's cheekers were round and cherubic now, both sets of them. His face was decorated with a double chin. His butt was pressuring and threatening his designer pants to tear asunder. Now his shirt made stretching noises in protest and rode up well above his now deep navel. His belly was now an enormous mound of flab that jiggled on down almost to his knees.

Matt had just blimped up from a svelte 118 pounds to an incredibly fat 318.

"Oh," Mimi gasped, "How about I set you up on a diet?"

Matt fumed, "How about I shut your face?!?" mad as ever.

Suddenly, Izzy began to rumble too.

"Uh-oh," went TK.

"This isn't good..." Izzy sighed.

You have the following choices:

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1. Some extra potion splashes on you and TK

2. Izzy begins to blimp up too, then the symptoms get complex

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