Chapter 3

Usually the small eater of our nuclear family, I kind of marveled at how fast I was able to finish off the half tub of ice cream. Then somehow, even without knowing how, I was already on to another fully loaded tub of Rocky Road, and chowing through it with amazing speed. I simply chalked up my ravenous response to the drugs, as they'd had a similar, but not so strong effect on me earlier.

I closed my eyes as I ate, and savored each deliciously senual scooping of cold ice cream. And this is where it usually got really fun. This is where, with my eyes still squeezed shut, I allowed my mushroom enhanced imagination to run wild. I loved being high on mushrooms when I allowed myself to over indulge. It made all my fantasies feel so damned real. It was the best.

On this day, I did the same, but remarked to myself that I was gonna get this particular stand of psilocybin every time from no on, as today, it all felt sooooooo real. Still oblivious to the magic underpinnings of my experience so far, I was in awe of how these mushies were literally making me feel softer, heavier, and transforming my figure. Little did I know, but Canmy's magic spell had already begun changing me into the fem porker I was truly meant to be.

I could swear that I actually felt my pants and shirt growing tighter and tighter around my belly and chest respectively, but again, I simply chalked it up the heavy dosing of mushrooms. But in truth, I didn't care. In the mirror, it amazed me just how much softer and fatter I looked.

"Fuck, these are some good mushies", I panted half audibly, admiring my softening and feminizing form in the mirror.

"God, this feels so real", I mused grabbing hold of a small but soft belly roll. I "knew" that I was actually playing with my hardened abs, but simply imagining them as a chunky belly fold, but that didn't matter.

I didn't remember Cammy buying a third tub of icecream, but there it was in the freezer, beckoning me to devour it. So, that's exactly what I began doing. Somewhere, about three quarters of the way through, my phone rang. It was my wife.