Chapter 3 - tranformation

The woman on stage looked sideways at John. ~I haven't stopped talking about you. Isn't that right girls?' she asked the crowd below, making everyone laugh, barely containing their mockery. John nervously tried to laugh along, as if he understood the joke, but now that he was here, in position, with about 30 seconds to go, there seemed little point in the women keeping up the pretence. The woman on stage was the worst. She looked deeply into John's eyes and cupped his bubbly, round, sweaty ass, giving it a gentle rub before she spoke softly to him. 'I've got a huge treat for you. Haven't I ladies?' She patted John's ass which seemed to make John blush. Harry could only imagine the erotic thoughts flying through John's head right now being touched like that by the lady on stage. But then she burst into cruel laughter again with everyone else, louder than ever.

'I don't understand' said John quietly, to which the woman raised a finger to shush him. She was clearly tired of pretending to flirt with John and just wanted to see her formula in action in full view of her admiring crowd. 'Just five seconds', said the woman with her watch out grinning. Harry was transfixed.

John looked around from person to person as they all counted down fiercely, without mercy, confusion and fear etched on his face.

3...2...1...zero!

Just then, at the count of zero, John bent over as though his stomach hurt and groaned loudly. ~Time is up! Everyone watch! It's fantastic!''' shouted the woman on the stage.

Poor John instinctively covered his stomach with his hands as that was where he appeared to be feeling the formula's effects. He looked back up at the audience in a panic and as he opened his mouth to shout, he burped a loud and long burp that he clearly hadn't intended. The formula started to take hold and John's body began to vibrate. The woman on stage snapped John's hands away from his stomach so that everyone else could watch his belly forming. Then she ripped the buttons off John's shirt exposing his softening torso and stomach, pulling the shirt down off his back where it snagged on John's wrists keeping his hands strapped down at his sides.

Harry could see that John was indeed softening up with fat and he stood up on his feet to look over the screen, awed by the sight of it all. This was the most incredible event in the world. How was this possible?

The women below all laughed and cheered, which the lady onstage played up to, grabbing the roll of fat now forming over John's belt and jiggling it. She turned to John and playfully tickled the double chin he was getting, mocking him: 'Look at yourself! The girls won't want you now!'

John seemed stuck in place and unable to move when the woman suddenly pulled out his belt, unbuttoning his pants before pulling them down and laughing with the crowd. She reached around and cupped John's backside once more, which was now much heavier, and patted it allowing everyone to see the new fat ripple through John's thighs. The woman laughed, her eyes dancing with delight as she looked between her audience and back to John. She placed her fingers under John's ass and began to jiggle it, speaking in to John's ear: 'It's pure lard back here John. I think someone has been neglecting the gym!'

John was definitely overweight at this point. His pecs had swollen and started to look very soft. His gut was swelling outwards and then to the side, creating love handles as John's designer underwear were clearly now too small. The woman then pulled these down as well and bounced John's underbelly for the crowd as she stood up again. It continued to expand as John's eyes stared in horror from his soft, puffy face. A shadow formed above his stomach where his belly was starting to protrude outwards quite significantly. Soon this turned into a crease and his stomach grew out so much that his fattening moobs came to rest on it.

John grew and grew. He was overweight, then obese but now he seemed to be growing even heavier. His belly was getting so round and obtrusive, but the crowd continued to enjoy the spectacle. He was, Harry assumed, well over 300lbs and still fattening. Soon he looked closer to 350lbs of pure fat boy and growing. Harry was enthralled and terrified watching it all.

Finally John, keeled over into a chair that the woman placed under his wide heavy butt. The fattening was over and the crowd cheered. A woman from below jumped up to collect the sweaty clothes and remove the last few items still attached to John's wrists and ankles. The woman on stage looked down proudly at what she had done to John who was now sat in the chair seemingly passed out from shock.