Fat Girly Dream Made True
You entered the shop, looking a little nervous. This was odd, because as a muscular man over 6 feet tall, nothing ever really scared you, and you usually walked around oozing confidence and assuredness. But this, this scared you. Confronting your inner most desires, your deepest feelings, this was something you had never done before. And that is what made you nervous. The shop was poorly lit, with a humid atmosphere. Littered around the shelves haphazardly were a bunch of things, seemingly unrelated to one another. A little girl's doll was sitting next what seemed like a funeral urn, a make-up kit was resting on a bag of what seemed to be oats. You tried to ignore all the chaos and made your way to the back of the store, where the register was. You had heard of this store from a friend, who pretended it could make any dreams come true, for a price. And when he said anything, he meant anything, like really anything. Magic, he had said, but didn’t want to discuss the details of what he had received there, and you didn’t ask either.
So now here you were, about to make a decision that would alter your life forever. As you neared the counter, your stress was rising, but at the same time, you were feeling excited. If this was true, you could finally be yourself. Not this masculine self, tall and obsessed with fitness, going to the gym every day to maintain his figure, keeping to a strict eating regiment to keep his BMI to the lowest level possible. Your true self was actually quite the opposite of that. A beautiful woman who didn’t have to watch what she ate, as she was magnificent in her round figure. No more counting calories, no more toiling at the gym for endless hours. Only carefree beauty. It was your deepest desire; one you had refused to give in to or even admit for so long. Until today.
You rang the bell on the counter near the register, and you heard some shuffling from behind a curtain in front of you.
“Coming, coming!”
A short shriveled Asian woman, with a Polynesian look, came out of the curtains, putting on some glasses as she looked up at you.
“How can I help you my boy?”
You shuffled around nervously.
“I heard you could grant desires, like... anything I would want... Magically...”
Even as you said it, it sounded so ridiculous. But you had to give it a shot, even if there was only the slightest remote chance that this was possible.
“Of course, my dear! This is all this little store of mine is all about! Now tell me what you need! Do you want to make a girl madly in love with you? Or maybe hex a rival of yours?”
This could still be an elaborate prank, but the store and the lady seemed convincing enough, so you took a chance, and spurted it all out.
“I want to be transformed into a big beautiful woman, who doesn’t care about eating what she wants and never wants to work out again!”
She seemed taken aback for a moment.
“You? You want to be a fat girl? Not someone else, yourself? Is this a temporary thing or do you want it to be permanent?”
“Yes, I want to be a fat girl, a beautiful one! And forever, I don’t ever want to return to being a man.”
She shrugged. “Sure, that’s should be quite easy enough. Let me go and get something, I’ll be back in a moment.”
With that she left, going back behind the curtains. You stood there in front of the register, dumbfounded. She had agreed! This was actually happening! A few seconds later she came back with what seemed like... a donut? She put it in a small cardboard box and set it on the counter.
“I infused the spell in the donut. Take it home and eat it completely. Do not leave a single crumb or the spell will not infuse completely in yourself, and then who knows what side effects this could cause.”
“How much?” You asked, fearing that after all this, you would not be able to afford becoming your dream self.
“This is quite an easy spell, I am not selling you an item of power, so I think 50$ should do it.”
50$! That was basically a steal for what she was offering! You happily paid up and grabbed the box, bidding farewell to the old lady. The way home passed by in a blur, and before long you were sitting at your kitchen table, box opened in front of you, donut glistening with honey glaze under the ceiling light. This was the kind of things you could never eat previously. But now, this would be the first donut of many, as many as you would want! Without hesitating another moment, you grabbed it and munched it down carefully, making sure not to let a single crumb escape. It tasted heavenly, so soft and so sweet. This was the best thing you had ever eaten in your life! As you finished the treat completely, licking the glaze off your fingers, your stomach gurgled, loudly. That’s when you knew it was starting.
You had to see it has it happened, so you got up from your chair and ran to the washroom, placing yourself in from of the mirror. Already the tips of your hair were lighting up to a shiny blond, as it was lengthening at a rapid pace. As it reached your neck, your felt your face shift around, plumping up. Lips becoming soft, cheeks swelling with a coat of fat that gave you a babyish look, eyebrows arching, features becoming feminine. You kept watching as the changes kept on going. Hair was still growing, now reaching past your shoulders. Your shoulders softened as well, becoming less broad, a layer of fat also accumulating there. The muscles in your arms melted into fat, sending a rippling motion on your skin as it became hairless. Your hair stopped growing as the changes reached your well-defined pectoral muscles. They started expanding rapidly, growing under your shirt, gaining so much mass that you lurched forward, leaning on the sink to remain standing. You were no expert on cups sizes, but you knew that they were already way past the standard range, and still growing. As they grew your shirt reformed, expanding with your bulging body, accommodating your new breasts. As they finished growing to their new humongous size, a large bra formed around them, providing whatever support that they could to your huge new assets.
The gurgling in your stomach returned, as your belly expanded bellow you, abs dissolving into fat tissue, jiggling at the slightest move. For all the expansion your body was going through, not a single stretch mark appeared on your skin. It was as if your body had always been this big, as if you had always been this fat. The transformation wave reached your hips, forcing them to expand in a womanly fashion, your curves accentuated by the fat deposits that had appeared there as well. You ass then followed, ballooning out behind you, receiving the same treatment as your tits, becoming huge and round, stretching your boxers to the limit. As those started to reform, becoming a pair of panties, you felt your dick shrivel down, inverting itself and leaving only a feminine mound encased in your tight underwear, your new pussy forming a very defined and visible camel toe. Your legs were next and last to change, thighs losing all definition, becoming round and plump, pressing against one another, thigh gap having vanished with no hope of returning. Your legs shortened a lot, as well as the rest of your body, leaving you almost a foot shorter than you previously were, making all your curves bulge out even more.
And it was done. Gone was the tall manly man, fit and strong. In his place stood the new you, short, fat and female, but still absolutely gorgeous. You absolutely had to take a picture. So you grabbed your phone, which used to be an old android model, but was now the latest iPhone. Seems like this spell was rather complete. Not only did it change you, but it appeared that it had changed reality as well, so that you had always been this girl! This was confirmed as you browsed your Social Media for a bit, as the profile on there was your girl profile, with multiple pictures of the new you. This was even better than you had hoped for! Smiling, you snapped a quick picture of yourself, to capture the moment you your true self forever, before heading outside the washroom. Your stomach was grumbling demandingly, and it was time for you to oblige happily, and prepare yourself a sweet snack with plenty of calories, the first of many to come.
Wow! I absolutly love this one!! And yes, I want this to happen to me too, with one important change: I want to become the Chinese or Japanese version of such a gorgeous, chubby, fat woman myself permanently !! - Tom -
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