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Bear Lotion
🕑 Added 2023-08-17 21:12:40 +0000 UTCKyle had always been a twink, poking fun at his friend's heavier and hairier bodies compared to his svelte smooth form. His friends took it in swing, a little more comfortable in their bodies and knowing Kyle couldn't take any teasing. They plotted payback though, finding the perfect time when they all made plans to head out to a nude beach.
They found some 'Bear Lotion' that supposedly helped hair and body growth after just one dose, deciding to bring it out with them to the shore. It didn't take long for Kyle to strip and start tanning once they were on the sand, Kyle asking his friends to reapply sunscreen on his back. He was none the wiser when they applied the product, using the entire bottle and letting it soak all across his back.
They didn't expect the results so soon. They watched in shock as a layer of fuzz began spreading across Kyle's formerly smooth body, a carpet of dense curls that formed an outline on his shoulders. It only took a few moments for it to spread down his arms, Kyle unaware after having dozed off.
Kyle's friends continued to stare as the body filled out on the sand, his back growing heavier with more and more mass as his widened ass was pushed up by the expanding belly beneath him. His face chubbed up, his cheeks growing plumper by the second, joined by the rest of his body as it expanded like a fat peach.
"Wake up!" One shouted, getting Kyle to raise his head.
"What's wrong?" Kyle asked groggily, looking up at their surprised gazes. It took a moment for Kyle to realize he couldn't move, his body held down by some weight spread across him. He looked down and finally saw what happened.
He couldn't speak seeing his tits having grown fat and hanging low on his chest, barely hiding the fat pillow that had taken over his midsection. As he tried to move his body he felt ripples traveling up his back, the movements of his legs sending waves through the generous layer of lard on top of him. He couldn't move his head up, the new pad of fat on his neck getting in the way.
It took him moments to finally roll over, his body as fat as a pig, panting and beginning to sweat under the new mass. "Gimme a moment" He said, heaving, struggling to breathe under the new weight.
"Need a donut?" One asked, the phrase Kyle often used with them. Kyle's face turned a beat red hearing it said back to him.
