Chapter 1 - Christmas
*Themes of incest, magic, weight gain and gender bender.*...
"What?"
Is all you could ask to your brother as the christmas cracker's """joke""" revealed itself to you.
He'd made these themselves and you were surprised to see the one you'd won had the standard paper crown and a ""joke"" that said
"You will become the woman of your dreams before the night is over."
"What?" He asked indignantly, no one else seemed to think it was strange, but you knew this was a bizarre pick.
"Well I mean... what does this even mean?" You asked confused, normally these things contained awful jokes and little crowns, but you seemed targeted to get this one.
"It's just supposed to be random and funny!" He replied defensively.
You shrugged it off, but you couldn't help but feel a bit weird, something in your stomach was... growling.
Your dream woman wasn't exactly standard.
You loved fat women. You loved the way they jiggled, the way they struggled to get into clothes, the way they could crush you with their oversized thighs and obese stomachs.
You loved all of it.
But the thought of being that?
It wasn't entirely appealing.
Keyword being entirely.
The thought of becoming a blob of a woman was exciting, in concept of course.
Just in concept.
You swore, just in concept.
...
The next day you woke up with a massive headache.
You felt strange.
Oh, you hadn't done your hair this morning, of course.
Resting on your shoulders, you rocked a hair cut longer than most men your age.
But you weren't like most men were you?
You were a bit chunky in the behind, your ass had always wobbled more than most other men, so you just leant into it.
Why not have a cute hair style for your cute butt?
You went to the kitchen to get some breakfast and said hello your brother who stared at your behind longer than he probably should've.
You felt the sexual tension, but you couldn't indulge in it, you were family for gods sake.
Besides, you wouldn't want to be gay now would you?
You got some breakfast and munched down, making small talk with your family.
You felt like you should've had more to talk about, like you had a job or something, but you didn't, you were a NEET. You had graduated university and couldn't get a job, so not exactly much banter to be had for you tonight.
You finished your breakfast and returned to your room, probably having eaten too much as your slightly bloated belly threatens to make your older T-Shirt rise to reveal your pale fleshy belly.
You had plenty of time still to replace these outfits, it wasn't a problem.
Lunch and dinner came and left, the over indulgence being the obvious reason for your recent weight gain, but it didn't matter, you were a fresh university graduate and were going to find a job eventually.
...
You rolled out of bed, your gut hanging off the edge of the bed slightly before you pulled yourself up, your messy hair resting on your back.
You were a complete NEET, with nothing between now and highschool, you had just been fattening yourself up and masturbating to fatter women.
Well, you had also been on a chemical cocktail to attempt to transition best you can into a woman, despite your parents protests.
You wobbled out of bed, your flabby moobs soon to be boobs being kept in place by a bra digging into your flabby sides.
You force yourself out of your bedroom and stuff yourself full of as much breakfast as you can manage before your parents start to comment.
Repeating the same for lunch and dinner of course.
Your brother was very friendly despite your lack of conversation.
Very physical as well.
It was good, but it was wrong, but it was nice. But it was wrong.
...
You woke up, your FUPA feeling fatter than usual as it slapped sloppily between your other folds of fat.
Your brother had left, he bothered to keep up appearances that you two weren't having sex every night but had long since given up.
Your existence was eating, fucking, sleeping, repeating. And it really showed.
Your gut stuck out two feet in front of you and your ass another two feet.
You barely moved these days, you hadn't really left the house since middle school anyway thanks to your parents and norther's enabling of your bad behavior.
You'd basically just sat, ate and been fucked for the last... well, you didn't really remember how many years, it all had blurn together.
You didn't complain of course, this was exactly what you wanted.
Whenever you felt like this was wrong, you had an inkling in the back of your mind reminding you, that you were living the dream another you had always wanted.
And you felt happy.
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