Chapter #6More Fat by: Unknown I had never been fat. Not until today, and even then, I could only be called chubby. Now, I was gonna be the fat guy. With a little creative wording, though, I could do a pretty good job with this deal...
"I have a big, round, ball gut that juts out in front of me like a shelf," I said confidently. My stomach then puffed out on its own, as if I was pushing it out or taking in a really deep breath. Of course I wasn't. Soon, I had a huge gut in front of me! I looked back at myself in the mirror. Pretty studly, I had to say. Of course, only my gut had changed... "My arms and chest have large muscles that look proportional against my gut," I said. Of course, it happened. Once again, studly, though to my legs I felt rather heavy. "I have enough muscle in my legs to carry all my muscle not only comfortably, but quickly." And my legs inflated, obviously. I looked huge! I was ripped and fat! It felt great! But I wasn't done.
"Everyone at school is gonna think that I'm a stud," I said, grinning, "And I'm gonna gain a pound every time someone makes a comment about my weight or my eating habits." It would be good to get back at the insecure people that way, or at least I thought so. I slapped by gut for emphasis. It would be a waste to have to cover this with a shirt... "No one will make me wear a shirt," I said, smiling again. I slipped on a pair of jeans that were way too tight, but I quickly amended that.
The school day was relatively boring, at least the first few hours. I was insanely bored, though to make sure Ididn't mess up the world drastically, I made it so that I could control the power. It wasn't until lunch that an idea hit me. I mean, my body was awesome- I was large and in charge, even if about half the people loved it, and the other half made me gain weight, which was about ten pounds so far. But I didn't want to be the only one to gain. So that narrowed it down to two people- my best buds in the whole world, who I'd go to the ends of the earth for. Lucas, the muscular, though not as much as the new me, jock, and Miles, the thin-as-a-stick thespian. However, I figured I could help them both get their dream bodies. Lucas, I knew, wanted to be a linebacker, and Miles, the muscular heartthrob lead.
However, I had another idea in the making. There was this one teacher who I felt sympathetic for- Mr. McAllister. He, like Miles, was a stick, and stuttered often, most likely from self confidence problems. I figured he could do with a body that could give him confidence, especially with girls, as you knew he wasn't married or in a relationship, though he had been trying with Nurse Killian. Maybe you could help him? It wouldn't be hard- he was in the lunchroom, in your line of sight. So you could change him as you spoke to your friends, slipping it into the conversation somehow.
In the end, my mind settled on...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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