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 ridde