Boryn Stone
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Soaked
🕑 Added 2023-04-25 01:43:10 +0000 UTCGreg was sick of searching the waterpark for a seat, every chair taken and no place to settle. He was at the brink of giving up until he noticed a chair with only a small bag laying on it. He took a quick glance around, seeing if anyone was looking, before throwing it a little away onto the wet ground.
It didn't take long for a woman to come up to him laying on the chair, her soaked bag in hand.
"Why'd you throw my bag on the floor! You took my seat!" She shouted, her face turning red as Greg raised an eyebrow.
He shrugged. "I didn't see it," He said. The woman's eyes clearly didn't believe him, but she stayed controlled.
"Hope you soak in water too" She said, stomping off defeated.
Greg laughed as she walked away, amused at the bogus remark. He made sure she was out of sight before he got up, making his way into the water.
He felt a strange sensation creeping along his skin as he stepped in. He tried to pay it no mind as he sank further, the feeling moving up his body until his shoulders were in the water. His skin began to feel weird, almost heavier as he tried to move through the water. He could almost imagine the water soaking into him like a sponge, his limbs slowly growing more and more waterlogged as they dragged through the fluid.
Greg's body had begun packing on weight, each step heavier as his body grew wider and wider, rippling under the water. His waist had tripled in size, his movements turning into bounces as his body expanded, increasing its buoyancy. He hadn't noticed the changes as the water reached his neck, his chin dropping lower and lower as it filled with fat. It continued blowing up like a balloon until his entire face was covered in a wobbling mound of fat that hung from his cheeks.
He had trouble getting out of the pool, his belly sagging down and shaking as he waddled back to his chair. He felt his stomach grumble, his body demanding food with its new size. He had little room left to think in his lard-burden head, the simple pang of hunger enough to distract him from his massive change as a new piggish instinct took over.
