Doctor's Shot

Frank was sitting in a new place, a Doctor's office he'd been sent to by his primary physician. He was surprised to have been referenced so fast given his minor weight gain, but even then, he appreciated his Doctor's >

Frank recalled his biannual visit. He was trying to keep himself healthy and active, but even then he could tell he gained a few pounds having grown a small paunch in his shirts. Still, Frank had been shocked at his slight increase in weight. Even when he was expecting the news, when the visit revealed a 10 lbs increase Frank grew worried.

"Ten pounds?" Frank said shocked.

The doctor nodded his head. "Happens to everyone"

"But I'm eating healthy and well. I liked my weight. It's only ten pounds?"

The doctor gave Frank a quizzical look. "Why, is anything wrong?"

"Yeah, I felt it might have been more. I've been exercising so...." Frank said, sighing. Only ten pounds, luckily.

The doctor nodded, seeming to understand. "I see, do you need any diet help to aid your... Growth?"

Frank smiled. "Yes, that would be awesome. Id love to get to a better size"

The doctor wrote something on a piece of paper, handing it over. "This should help, I hope you get what you're looking for" The doctor said, Frank accepting the reference gladly.

Now sitting in the new office, he watched as a portly doctor walked into his room. "So, you're a new patient... Mr?"

"You can call me Frank"

"Well, I think we can get you started on a new diet. We have a shot we can give you to help you get where you're going, and hopefully then you'll get to a weight you want at our follow up. How does that sound?"

Frank nodded. "Not dangerous?"

"Not at all" The doctor said, retrieving a vial and a syringe. In a minute Frank was already out.

Frank had his confidence back in his step for the following week. Knowing he was on a path to recover, he didn't pay attention to his food intake. He found himself eating when he was hungry like usual, hoping the shot he had would work its magic.

What he didn't notice was how his cravings changed. Where he thought he'd eat salads, he'd found himself craving burgers and fried appetizers. His health snacks became desserts, and he couldn't stop himself from eating. After all, he'd get where he wanted to, right?

It wasn't until the end of the week that he realized his paunch hadn't disappeared yet. He stepped in front of a mirror, only to see it have bulged further out, not to mention the slight bit of skin poking out from underneath.

Franks's breath was taken away as he brought up the shirt, exposing a waterfall of fat falling from his front, two soft tits poking out above. A healthy layer of fur has spread across it, covering it in a comfy fuzz. He placed a hand on it, watching a wave ripple through his body as he gripped the soft flesh.

He didn't know how much he had put on, but now he knew hy his shirts had been feeling much tighter around his chest and arms. He knew his whole body must have been visible in them, each step shaking his entire body for the whole world to see.

He took a picture, quickly sending it to the doctor he'd been referenced.

"What happened??" He texted.

Frank's heart sank when he got the text back. "Congrats! You're coming along!"