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Unlucky Return

 

"Alpha" to Abbey

 Brad was drinking at the local bar on campus like most nights. Brad was one of those guys who acted like a Jock even though the most he did was hit the gym. He was currently on a dry streak and was looking for literally almost anyone to take home tonight. After consuming a few too many beers he had though he had found the right woman. As soon as he had got it all sorted out he finished his beer and suddenly his mind was black out. Coming to in a strange bed that is not his he now notices, the girl he thought was a 20 something thiccy, now 40 year old land whale. She gets on top of him putting her finger to his lips shushing him, trying to to speak he no longer can. "My name is Tara and I'm a witch. It gets so lonely in this apartment all by myself so I decided you to be my new plaything". Brad tried to wiggle out  from under her but found his muscles were frozen, and a strange sensation welling from his gut. Tara got off of Brad and he looked down in horror as his body started to expand rapidly all over. His belly, moobs and ass all like a tsunami of flesh racing out his clothing just in tatters from the rapid growth. He felt really lightheaded and started to find it hard to concentrate on anything but Tara. He found a brief break from his mind swirling about as his manhood pulled into himself to become a herself. All his higher thought and knowledge just being thrown out of his mind and replaced with everything Tara likes and how to best serve her new master. The former wannabe jock now know as Abbey sits there dumbfounded as Tara locks lips with her sealing her as the SSBBW airheaded girl toy for Tara.

No good deed unrewarded

 Roman was devastated to find out that all his life his parents had lied to him about his ancestry all his life he had thought that he was from the ojbwe peoples. He found out right after he came out to his mother as Queer her telling him this to be a vindictive bitch as usually. Roman was sitting at a coffee shop still feeling absolutely wrecked when he noticed an old woman leave her purse on the table while leaving. He ran and grabbed the purse and rushed out the door to give the purse to the senile woman. Being very grateful for his selfless act she told him "when you awake tomorrow all things will be made right in the universe." Roman of course brushed it off as some sort of mad rambling went about his day. He fell asleep quickly and when Roman awoke he was in for a shock. He awoke and yawned in a voice not his feeling very heavy and weight down, opening his eyes he realized he, was now a she. 

 

She looked down upon her skin and saw a familiar tone of the tribe her mother lied about, triggering a rush of memories. She remember she had always been a ojbwe girl raised on the rez, Her name was Lyila and she had always been a big and rugged her girl. Her thoughts were soon interrupted but a loud and long fart, snapping out of her sudden rush of memories she sluggishly checks her phone with one message from her girlfriend saying she will be over soon with her breakfast. Her memories now coarse about her girl friend and how they meet in highschool and the fact that they were a feedist couple and. lyila had put on 100 pounds at least since they meet  and couldn't wait to be her immobile piggy. Her girlfriend Janet had also convinced her to be a total slob for the full effect and lylia couldn't be happier to oblige her.

Did this for a special someone Hope you enjoy :)

Sow Jones

 

You had just finished with your big meeting in the trading firm. Profits are at an all time high and all thanks to you and a few crafty investments in some shady shell corporations. Your boss had told you a big promotion and raise was coming your way, so you thought to celebrate why not go out for a nice dinner. Once the market was closed and it was quitting time you made your way to the nicest restaurant in town. Unfortunately it was being protested by a group vegans, all in unison shout "meat is murder". You, not being deterred by the weak display, decide to push through the mob and get in and get some food. As you are pushing through the crowd a particularly large and obnoxious woman tries to block you from getting through to the door. You decided to push her out of the way, calling her a fat cow and finally making your reservation. You enjoy a luxurious and large meal, feeling stuffed you get in your car, you drive home to sleep off the extremely over indulgent meal. Once you have made it home you notice that something feels off you just don't know what, as soon as your head hits the pillow you pass out. Your dreams are bizarre you see the fat cow from the restaurant , and she repeats over and over again "You get what you fucking deserve" . When you wake up you feel extremely warm and hard to move, everything feels so heavy, it takes at least 10 minutes to roll out of bed but once you're out of bed  you look in the mirror you can finally see why it took so long.

 

You scream and it comes out feminine ,looking at your bloated and porcine-human hybrid body in the mirror horrifies you. Suddenly you're hit with the urge to eat, you rush to your fridge and start to devour the contents feeling a primal hunger within. Once you finally devour the last morsel of food fridge you start to feel bloated and to burp and fart consistently. You're trying to figure out why this is happening but your thoughts keep getting fuzzy and you can't remember what is going on, but that's nothing some more food can't fix, or maybe some male company. your old life fades into this new slutty, dumb, hybrid pig human life 

Fatty Patty

 You and the boys were reading online rituals to summon paranormal entities they thought it was made up, and just some spooky fun. You on the other hand found it boring, juvenile, and a waste of time. You just wanted to play cards but, that seemed like it wasn't going to happen tonight. The boys found a pretty odd ritual, hoping that once someone had done the ritual it would sate their appetite for the supernatural. You decided to do it by taking a post it note with the instructions of how to do the ritual. You stop by the kitchen picking up a stick of butter, then make your way to the bathroom. Once in there you turn the lights off and start the ritual. "Fatty patty, fatty patty, Fatty patty, I summon thee" you say then taking a bite out of the butter. The room feels hot and humid all of the sudden and a smell of sulfur and rotten eggs fills your nostrils. "it's been so long since I was summoned" you hear as you feel a hand touch your abdomen. Your eyes have slightly adjusted to the dark. You can vaguely make out a lardy femmine figure with horns sprouted out at the head. 

 

Her head makes a rush to yours as she pushes you against the wall forcing her tongue in your mouth. You try to fight back but it feels as if all of your energy is being drained. "mmm it's been so long i'm gonna make sure to do a real nice job on you" the lustful deamon says to you in between kisses. You feel bloated and your clothes start to feel tighter, you still try to fight against the paranormal figure frantically  but your strength is gone. "mhmmm I'm gonna make you in my image '' She says as a huge fart blasts out of her unholy ass. Your clothes start to rip off your body as it feels like it's inflating with jello, the bloating sensation is getting much worse as a long and wet fart leaves your ass. "you won't be needing this anymore" her hand reaches down and grabs your now buried manhood and starts to rub it, going only seconds before you lose control and cum. You almost miss in the afterglow of the fastest orgasm in your life, your penis sinking into your body and becoming a moist mound. You shortly snap back to reality now feeling sweaty and tired. Your now huge feeling body you don't know how much more you can take. "Now now let's take a look at my hand work in the light" she says, reaching over, hitting the light switch and letting out a loud burp. 

 

You look into the mirror wanting to scream but you're too tired, you're massive, you plop onto the toilet and try and catch your breath. "Well sweetie my work is almost done" she snaps her fingers and a pair of panties appear on your elephantine ass. "done enjoy your new life I have others to corrupt in my image" the deamoness says before disappearing with a large brimestoney fart. You find the energy to get up but not without letting loose a huge torrent of farts and nearly losing your grip from all the sweat. You think to yourself maybe your friends weren't so silly after all.

Trashy Tina

 

You were trying urban exploration in a small town, so there wasn't much to explore except for a few closed businesses and a few abandoned trailers on the outskirts of town. You'd though the trailer would be the safer choice seeing they were on the outskirts and not many people around to call the cops if they did see you. You make your way to the trailer at dusk to achieve minimal detection and head around the back to make a stealthy entrance. You climb up the window and crawl into the trailer, looking around this place that still looks lived in, clothes scattered about, food wrappers all over, makeup , perfume and deodorant still on a bathroom counter. You start looking around going into other rooms of the trailer. It's not much better, the last tenet was a complete and utter fat slob. There's a stench all throughout the trailer that smells like the raunchiest fart and worst body odor you ever smelt, it's like it's baked into the trailer. Then something takes you for a loop. You can hear the fridge running even though this place was supposed to be abandoned. You go and open the fridge, it's packed full of food and beer, and a weird unlabeled mason jar with almost pink sludge. You go to look further in the fridge but you accidentally knock the mason jar on the ground and it shatters, the contents of the jar splatter all over you now bubbling and fuming off a noxious odor making you light headed and dizzy.  You decided it best to lay down in the large bed and take a quick breather, as soon as your head hits the bed everything goes dark.

 

 

 You wake up but everything feels so fuzzy and clumsy, you try getting up but find it incredibly difficult. You grunt and groan getting out of the bed letting out a couple of long and wet farts, you feel so awkward and bloated, you try and find a light switch to get a look at what's going on with your body. You hit the light switch and the lights turn on but to your horror you find your body is not your own. You are a obese woman, your skin and hair slightly glistens from the build up of grease you can now pinpoint where the lingering smell of the trailer came from. When your eyes finally see your full body in the mirror, your mind is flooded with memories that are not your own and urges that are uncontrollable. This woman's name is Tina and she's as trashy as it comes, her memories trying to replace yours. Your hand instinctively reaches into the night stand and pulls out a pack of smokes and a lighter and light one, you then make your way to the kitchen grab a 30 pack of beer and a large bowl of chili out of the fridge and head back to the bed. You try resisting but its impossible, you're helpless to do these things as you know this is all wrong.  You start stuffing your fat face with the chili and wash it down with beer, drinking an entire can at a time. The chili and beer are not mixing well as you are constantly burping and ripping massive flatulence. The more and more you eat and drink the less you can recall about your past self. You hear a phone go off, it's yours of course an old pink Samsung Galaxy 3. A message reads on it "be there in 20 sweet cheeks." Of course how could you forget you had the only guy in town willing to fuck a slob like you coming over you put the chili down and chug the rest of your beer heading to the bathroom to "freshen up", even though you very well know no matter how much deodorant and perfume you use you BO and farts will just ruin it 5 minutes. You think to your self one last fleeting thought, "life wasn't always like this was it?"