You read the spell and feel a tingle through your body, it was slight at first put started getting stronger. You feel your jeans getting tighter and your shirt stretching. You look down, and a gut is starting to form, along with you getting wider. Your pants start ripping and your shirt rises up to your breasts. Your hairless body also starts to look like a lumberjacks, along with a huge beard. The chair your sitting in snaps and you hit the ground, sounding like a dresser falling over. You keep growing on the floor until your jeans are completely ripped off and your t shirt looks like a bra. You look at your feet as well, and they split through your shoes. You went from a size 10 to like a size 16. You get up and look in the mirror, your body looks basically like this but 6’5 height and super hairy.
You had no idea what you were going to tell your family, your friends, everyone you knew. You went from a 5’8, 160 pound “soy-boy” to a Viking warrior. You go into your closet and look for something that might fit. You’d imagine your like a 3 or 4 XL now, and all your shirts and pants were mediums. You hear the door opening, and you jump in bed and get under the covers. Your mom walks into the room with a box. “Hey honey, your clothes cans in the mail today. I got you 4X shirts and a bunch of 3X sweats because those jeans are too expensive for you to keep ripping.” She looks over at the ripped jeans on the floor. “Why did you even try those on? You knew they wouldn’t fit.” She chuckles and leaves the room after putting the box on your bed. You were so confused, why did she know you were huge now? Does everyone know? You put your new clothes on and go to the bathroom to get on the scale. Earlier you were 160... the scale broke at 400.. You wonder if that means your strong now, so you go into your room and try to pick up a dresser that you could barely push before. It felt like picking up a laundry basket. You realize this could be pretty cool if everyone already accepts who you are. You hear your mom call everyone to dinner, so you go down stairs. You get to the kitchen table and there’s a huge living room chair at the end, along with some wooden kitchen tables. You start to sit on one of the wooden chairs, but halfway down it starts creaking hard. You were starting to realize how huge you are, and thinking of things you could do now you couldn’t before.
Everyone sits down and you mom brings KFC into the room. “Okay guys here’s our bucket, and here’s your bucket Zeke,” she said. You were surprised, you’ve never eaten more than 3 wings before at a time. You take one bite of a leg and before you realize it you cleaned it. You start devouring chicken faster and faster before you finish the whole bucket before anyone else got to their second piece. “There’s a bowl of mashed potatoes and gravy if your still hungry honey,” your mom says. You grab the gravy and pour it over the whole bowl, grab a wooden spoon, and finish it in under 3 minutes.
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