Father's Pendant
Added 2023-03-29 16:20:08 +0000 UTCChris had been thinking about his late father's passing, everything finally having settled. His father had been a soft huge man, a king in his own right. Chris remembered as a kid the comfort of laying on top of him, the warmth of his father's fat arms and the cushion of his belly as a pillow.
With the sense of nostalgia he finally felt comfortable enough to open a box that had been left to him. Chris felt confused once he saw what was inside, a pendant his father had always worn. No note or anything, just the pendant. Chris put it on, feeling at peace on the inside. It wasn't long until it was finally time for him to turn in for the night, laying to bed in just his briefs.
He began to change as he slept. Fat melted onto his body, expanding across the bed. His stomach rose huge and soft, expanding like an inflatable tent. Fat slowly fluffed out of his chest and arms, forced away from his torso by their new padding. His torso continued to grow until it was an enormous round cushion, his face filling out with his fat chin consuming his neck. It wasn't long before his body had become the same plush cushion as his father's, Chris waking up in the comfort of his own lard.
He was confused feeling weighed down, not having slept with any sheets on him. He was shocked once he opened his eyes, seeing the massive expanse of his body below him. He stretched, noticing how thick and large his arms had become. He struggled to grasp how his body had become a massive cushion. It felt as if he were in his father's arms again, comforted by the soft warm embrace of his body. The pendant had done its work, letting Chris take solace in his father's body once again.
