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I look like an egg!

And you feel like one

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xjock585 x Tejas_Renegade

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way better, isn´t it?

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Man, I've always wanted a small tattoo ... But I am sooo nervous

" I want this on my biceps!"

"A bit tiny, don`t you think?"

"Nah, it is just right ..."

"Oh that is not as bad as I expected! One could get used to it ..."

"Told you tattoos are addictive!"

"Yeah, sleep and enjoy ..."

"Much better already!"

"mmmh, i could stop here ... but ...."

"YES, now we are talking!"

"Oh yes, baby!"

"Just some details here and ... mmmh, should I? I guess, I should ...

"Perfection!"

"But I wanted just one tattoo!"

"Boy, this IS one tattoo!"

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“Stop fucking starring at me !” I yelled at the people in the waiting room. Tears were welling up in my eyes knowing that people the giggling from around me was directed towards me. They always say that you should be careful what you wish for or you might just get it. “Jak” I heard the nurse call for me.

It all started when I found he old mirror in that abandoned house. I like antiques so even though I slknew I shouldn’t I picked the mirror up and brought it home.

I was cleaning it later that night and that’s when I started to feel weird about finding it. I seemed to have zoned out starring in the mirror and next thing I know I’m in a dark room. And the only thing I can see in front of me is a pair of glowing red eyes.

“Im the spirit of the mirror” it whispered so softly I feel myself falling asleep as it spoke. “Make a wish and set me free. Come on Jak. Help me get free”. It whispered so softly. It my dream it didn’t even alarm me that the creature knew my name. “Done” Was all it whispered. Suddenly I was back in my apartment. Starring at the mirror. Then right in front of me the mirror shattered to a thousand peices. I was insanely sleepy after a day of exploring abandoned properties and headed to bed after cleaning up the fragile class peices. I was really upset that I wasn’t able to salvage this peice. Walking to the bedroom I felt really gassy and without realizing let out a loud fart that’s lasted for a while. “Damn!” I said as I heard my back crack with that. I made it to bed where I quickly fell asleep. That night I dreamed of my encounter with the creature in the mirror. I was reliving what had happened. His whispers in my ears speaking to my soul. It felt as though the creature was feeling around inside my mind. Only this time. I heard a wish. Under my breathe it was as if I was compelled to wish and all that was said was “I want to be big”. Then darkness.

“So what you’re telling me is that you met a creature. Who someone made to made a wish. And this is what it did to you ?”the doctor asked me while taking down some notes.

“Yeah doc you have to believe me ! I wouldn’t be in for any other reason!”

“Alright. Give me a few moments I have to go talk to me colleagues about this to see what we can do about your back pain and I’ll be back” he walked out of the room leaving me alone. My back hurt so much. Tears were in my eyes as my life seemed to have changed in the worse way possible. Nothing fit me anymore. I was still the same height but I was all blown up now. It looked like someone had taken footballs and put one in each calf muscle. It looked like I had bowling balls on each arm. And my chest looked like someone out cinderblocks in each pec. I was massive now. My stomach was no longer slender. It has blown out look giving my abdomen a wicked convex curve. I just sat there in the chair leaned back as far as I could. It made breathing easier. Looking down my legs naturally man spread now to accommodate the heart of my stomach. My thighs looked like tree trunks. I even had to walk in this place bare foot because my shoes wouldn’t fit my but larger feet. Checking in they told me. Y weight topped at 300 lbs. The doctor came back into the room with a piece of paper. “This is a prescription for the back pain. And another is a sleeping medicine. Try to get some rest.” His eyes went up and down my overly muscled fattened body. “ Jak if I may say. I understand that there is peer pressure going on in all aspects of the world. And I know that your joint pain and “creature” story are stemming from regret. You have all the signs of prolonged steroid abuse. And white how hard this is-“ he jabbed a dinger at my rock hard stomach “-I think it’s safe to say that you’re also into gaining. If you don’t stop this you’re life is just going to continue to deteriorate”. I was shocked. I didn’t know what to say. I got up with the paper and made my way from the clinic. On the way out I seen the eyes of one of the collegues my doctor talked to flash red. It was then I realized that the creature wasn’t goin bro leave me alone. I got my prescriptions filled and tried to run home. But I could run a few feet before all the muscle and fat made me out of breath.

It’s been a few months since I changed and life is still the same. I have managed to come to some terms with my situation. First was finding clothes that fit me. But after finding a store that 4xl shirts I felt like I was in a candy store. Shoes were another problem. It’s really hard to find shoes in a US size 16EEEEE. So I do what I can not wear them. Or sandals are better. It’s hard to bend over and tire laces past my enormous protruding stomach and sandals are easy to slip on. Another thing I had to cope with was hair. And lots of it. I was covered in it and even if I shaved it off it was back by the next morning. I tried not to gain anymore weight but I thivk the creature had other plans for me. The last scale I found that actually could capture my weight was at the gym. It told read 357lbs. And the sad thing is that I can already feel myself growing larger.

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