Pizza

Chapter 1

This story contains rapid/magic male weight gain and sexual themes.

“Thanks!” The door shut as Tom brought his piping hot pizza into his apartment. He set it down on the coffee table, picked up a few cans of Dew from his fridge, and plopped down. A new game Tom had been looking forward to had just come out, and he was just starting a long weekend off from work, ready to enjoy himself.

Plopping down on the couch, he looked at the large flat screen TV disappointedly as he saw the download for the game was about to take an hour. He sighed, slumping down a bit before remembering he had a pizza sitting right in front of him getting cold. He opened the lid revealing the large pizza with extra cheese waiting for him.

He took a bite, pulling the slice away as the melty cheese stretched, eventually snapping and getting slurped up. He couldn’t help but moan a bit, this was the best pizza he’d ever had. The cheese was almost creamy, the crust was perfectly crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, even the tomato sauce was an incredibly flavorful edition. He hurriedly gulped down the rest of the slice, opening one of his soda cans and topping the first slice off with some of the sugary liquid.

Unbeknownst to him, this pizza was a bit different from any pizza he’d had before, and not just in terms of quality. He decided to order from a new place, one he’d never heard of before. It was called Big Boy Pizza, or something similarly cheesy like that (no pun intended). This restaurant really lived up to their name, something Tom would come to find out. But for now, he had more pizza to eat.

Another slice went down his hatch. The pizza was so good that he forced himself to really savor it, although once he got halfway through a slice it was hard to not just inhale the rest. He was so distracted by how good the pizza was that he didn’t even notice what it was doing to him. After just two slices of pizza, he’d blown up to double the size he was before tucking into it.

Tom was always a bit shorter and a lot skinnier than he would like to be. He was about 5’5”, and he weighed in at about 120 pounds. However, thanks to this pizza, he was over 300 pounds now. His weight spread out, now filling out an entire couch cushion and then some. If he stood up, he would definitely look bottom heavy, his hips, ass, and thighs taking the lion’s share of his newly gained weight.

He took down another two slices, halfway through the pizza. He felt stuffed and groggy, he normally ate two slices and felt full. For some reason, he felt like he needed to finish the pizza, so he kept going.

With another two slices down, his belly and chest expanded outwards. His gut lazily spread across his entire lap, and it even started to spill over and cover his knees. His moobs were massive, hanging down either side of his gut and getting in the way of his much fatter arms. His lower half still followed suit, tree trunk thighs giving way to fattened calves complete with cankles. His ass was starting to absolutely crush the cushions underneath him, its shelf-like shape supporting his folds of back fat.

He grabbed at the pizza with his fattened fingers, practically shoving each slice into his mouth. As he chewed, his chins, jowls, and cheeks jiggled around, bits of tomato sauce and crumbs decorating them due to his messy eating. As he increased his rate of consumption, his gains followed suit. He rapidly spread across the remaining space on the couch as he took a break to take down another can of soda. Somehow he didn’t notice the increasingly noisy creaking sounds coming from the couch that had now become his armchair.

He finished the final slice, letting out a loud burp as his hips broke the armrests on either side of the couch. He laid back a bit, resting moreso on his backfat than on the actual back of the couch, and rubbed his massive belly with his much fatter hands.

He was now over 900 pounds, each slice of pizza putting an additional 100 pounds of weight on him. Due to his short stature, he looked like a total blob now, more fat than man. Every part of him was covered in rolls and folds of pure blubber, spreading out all around him.

Despite his massive weight gain, he didn’t even realize what had happened. He felt like he was high or something, which he just attributed to feeling stuffed. Even then, regardless of how stuffed he felt, he almost felt compelled to eat more, deciding to go to the kitchen and make himself a snack.

He tried to stand up and found himself unable to, so he braced himself, placing his hands onto the broken armrests. He heaved up, managing to lift his half-ton ass off the couch, only to find himself much too heavy to support. Falling back down onto the overexerted couch, he heard a SNAP as his blobby body broke the couch beneath him.

Groggily, he reached for his phone. It was hard to type with his sausage fingers, but he managed to navigate to call one of his recent calls. Big Boy Pizza answered, hearing the telltale heavy breathing of a massive fatty on the other end.

“Hey, *huff*... can I get *urrrrrp* two larges… extra *huff* cheese…”