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Brent ruined his clothes when he was out on vacation. He had taken a trip through the country, exploring a little bit and seeing family. He noticed almost everyone was overweight out there, just old farm hicks who had let themselves grow into huge blubber tanks. He thought they didn't matter much, at least, until he had to replace his entire wardrobe.

It took too long trying to find a place that sold clothes, and he was not happy with what he found. They only sold XL and bigger, too accustomed for larger clientele to store smaller. Brent regretfully bought something to cover himself in, feeling tiny in the plaid shirt that draped over him. He felt like a fool wearing it as it pillowed around him, forced to tuck it in further down than usual.

As he went about finishing through his day, something felt off. It felt as if his body weighed heavier, each step sending a shockwave through him. He felt almost as if he was carrying a bowling ball, tiring himself out. He was sweating by the time he returned to his room. He passed out in the bed after just barely removing the pants he was wearing, leaving on the backup jock he'd managed to save.

As he slept his body continued to change. He hadn't noticed his weight having already gone up, his shirt getting tighter. Now the fabric had begun to hug his body, gripping him as it stretched around his wider torso. Huge fat rolls spread across him, pushing against the shirt more and more until it split open, letting his mass fall out. He had grown thick and wide, his belly a huge balloon pressing out above him. His chest had softened and fell under his arms, filling out like two pillows against his side.

He continued to grow, falling more and more out of the clothes he had on. His stomach nearly crested entirely over the jock, most of the strap having disappeared between the crease of his hips and belly. His body had begun to wrap around itself, thick portions of fat and lard rolling against each other. His bed creaked as his weight fell further into it, his body a heavy cushion.

He was at least twice the size of the locals by the morning. His belly had filled out like a mushroom, a large ball sinking atop thick legs. He struggled to get out of the bed, pinned under the massive amount of flesh on his body. He didn't know what had happened, but suddenly he was in a new body with no choice of what to do. He made sure to go back to that same store, picking up clothes in 3XL that now fit him perfectly.