The Store pt 2

"Well, you're coming along nicely, aren't you?" Said the girl pacing about. She went all around Dustin, poking and prodding at his face and sides, but he paid no attention at all. No, he was lost in his own bliss.

Since sitting in 'The Chair' Dustin's weight had suddenly skyrocketed. What had once been considered slightly overweight, could now certifiably be called obese. His face had grown into two pink, round cheeks with a double chin, on it's way to a third. His cheeks almost blocking his field of vision, not that there was really anything to witness at the moment, save for a black abyss.

His once small chest had grown into at least C-cup mounds of flesh, and showed no signs of stopping. They perched themselves on top of the monster: his round belly.

  It looked out of proportion with the rest of his swelling self, taking up most of his lap and parting his legs at the center. It gave a soft moan as it strained to be contained in his already-too-tight shirt, which had ridden up revealing the entire growing gut and straining to keep his new cleavage hidden.   

His butt had ballooned as well, creaking against the seams of his pants and almost splitting them in two. The seams then started to unravel, little by little coming apart. The zipper's teeth started cracking, the button coming off with a load bang, unable to contain his massive stomach and rear any longer. In a swift wave, the gut pushed forward out of it's constricting confines and onto his bloated lap. Being propped up by so much fat in his butt, if anything, made him slightly taller while sitting down.

His thighs turned into plush sausages like his ballooning arms, and  jiggling in sync with his stomach every time Dustin let out a soft moan of ecstasy. Even his feet plumped up, straining the laces.

"Aaaaaand done! You're first session is complete honey!" Squeaked the girl.

Suddenly, it did. He felt the stretching and straining of clothes and seams stop. Then the warm feeling disappeared as well, but not completely. He still felt a warm, snugly sensation throughout his body.

"Wha? What happened?" Dustin said, finally waking from his fattening daze. His hands and legs were unbound at last.

"Oh! Well you're finished in the chair! I told you we were just going to start you off easy, so we just doubled your weight!"

"Wha?! Doubled!? Bu-but I-"

"Well, you started out at a slim 180, so doubled... would now make you a *Cute* 360 pounds!" Said the girl, giggling and blushing and smiling wickedly.

"360 pounds?!? That's way way WAY too much! I thought you were going slow..." Dustin slumped over , which was now difficult, given his large stomach. But nonetheless, slumped. His grief had grown with the rest of his body. People laughed when he was only a little chubby, and now that he was certifiably obese, what would they say?

He started to think of the bullies at the cafeteria, snickering as he ate. He thought of the people in his classes chuckling when he sat down in the seat, making the wood creak. 'Even the teachers are gonna laugh...' Dustin thought, picturing his 4th period professor laughing wickedly at his new girth. He pictured them pointing and laughing when he tried to fit in a desk with his new body, only to crush the wood beneath him into a pile of splinters. He would go to a bench at the park, and find that he lifted the entire other side of the bench, sending the other people sitting high into the air.Through every situation he could imagine, it always ended in pain and laughter.

"What am I gonna wear now?" He said cupping his chubby hands to his face. "I don't have clothes that are gonna fit....and I certainly don't have enough to replace my whole wardrobe......oh god, what am I gonna-

"Stop being so silly!" The girl broke in. She now wore an annoyed face, staring straight into Dustin's bloodshot hazel eyes.

"Why are you getting upset? You said you wanted to be big!"

"I NEVER said that!" Dustin said standing up(with some difficulty)

"Oh, really?" The girl said, placing a snickering grin and finger on her face. "Because not too long ago you said 'I thought you were going to go slow.' So, you DID want to get bigger, just at a slower pace!"

"That's not-" Dustin cut himself off. He really did say that. But how? Could he really have wanted to grow fatter?

"Oh, and don't worry about your clothes, we take care of that for you!" And with that, the girl started to push hum out of the void.

"Wa-wait. This doesn't make any sense! What am I gonna do now that I'm- "

"Your next appointment is in one week from this exact moment  just come as you are yadda yadda yadda." The girl started to rush him out. "We hope you had a wonderful time here at BHM come again!"

And that was it. Dustin suddenly found himself back outside in the mall. He looked around, and everything was the same.  He looked behind him, and even the store was still there.

"Okay, that was weird" Said Dustin putting his hands in his pockets. "Hmm?" He looked down. "Oh no..." Dustin realized that 'The Chair's effects had lasted to the outside world. He was now double his weight, but it wasn't constricting like before. His once ripped and torn clothes had been repaired, and now fit on his much larger body. Really, it seemed like he had only gone into the store to get the exact clothes in a bigger size.

Dustin looked down at his mammoth stomach and gave it a small pat. "One week, huh? I guess I can go through like this....until I find a way to go back to normal..."Dustin said trailing off, heading out of the mall and back to the school's campus....

To Be Continued...