A Special Drink

A Special Drink



Jack was a typical teenaged kid. He liked to hang out with his friends, play some videogames and refused to do his homework. Jack had blonde hair and green eyes. His smile melted the hearts of all the girls in his grade and he was just going into his sophomore year.
Recently, there had been a strange case that had happened at his school. There was a kid named Wide Will (or at least that’s what nickname they gave him) who had inexplicably gained hundreds of pounds all within a matter of hours. He had graduated last year at 872 pounds.
There were pictures of his fat face posted all throughout the school. Jack tended to ignore them. What was so great about some dumb fat kid anyway? And it was probably all rumors. No one could gain hundreds of pounds in a DAY.
He closed his locker a little harder than necessary in frustration with the fat boy posted everywhere. He jumped a bit when he saw that a girl had been standing behind his locker door. She was smiling at him, blushing a little.
Holding her books to her chest she said, “Hey Jack…I just found out that we’re lab partners.”
He blinked. That’s right. There was a science fair tonight, and his chemistry teacher had assigned partners last week. He had been sick, so he didn’t know who his partner was. He studied her briefly. She was pretty cute, but a little on the nerdy side. He gave her a small, non-committal smile. “Right. And you are…?”
The girl screeched a laugh, throwing her pigtails back. “How silly of me! I’m Anne!”
She shook his hand vigorously and then turned to leave. “Oh, I almost forgot.”
Anne rummaged in her bag for a moment and then pulled out a corked vial. She held it out to him, her face very grim. “Now, this is our entire project right here. I’ve been working on it for months now, so don’t lose it.”
Jack didn’t take it. “Why would you give it to me? I lose everything!”
The girl smiled in a dangerous way. “There is one part of the experiment left.” She giggled as she tickled his flat stomach. “And I can’t WAIT for it to be finished!”
She thrust the vial in his hand and skipped away, whistling and laughing. Jack looked at her and shook his head. She was crazy. He looked at the vial and saw that there was a small note wrapped around it. Leaning against the locker, he unrolled the note and read it.

JACK,

MIX THIS IN WITH SOME POP. IT’S A NEW FORM OF CAFFEINE THAT
WILL KEEP YOU AWAKE AND ENERGIZED FOR HOURS!  
THE RESULTS FOR THE SCIENCE FAIR ARE PRESENTED TONIGHT TO
THE TEACHER.
ONLY THE GOOD ONES WILL GO NATIONAL.
I’LL BE AT YOUR HOUSE AT 8 TO PICK YOU UP.


-ANNE

P.S. I DON’T KNOW WHAT SIDE EFFECTS THERE MIGHT BE. YOU’RE A
YOUNG GUY, YOU’LL BOUNCE BACK.

He shrugged and started the walk home. At least he didn’t have to do any of the work himself. He had figured that he was just going to fail the project. Anne was a miracle solution.
Minutes later he was turning the key to his house door. It creaked open and he made his way to the fridge. He pulled out a pop and sat at the table. He shook the vial and poured it in. It had been a tiring day at school, and he was going to be up all night with this stupid science fair thing. What could better than extra caffeine?
“Bottoms up.” He said and drank the whole cola in one gulp.
He leaned back in the chair and burped. Too much fizz, not enough pop. He closed his eyes for a minute, actually feeling more tired than before. Then, the next instant he felt super charged. As if electricity were coursing through his body. He shot up out of the chair and ran around the table. He started jumping up and down and up and down. When he landed the third time, the thud was a little louder than usual.
He could feel bubbling in his stomach, and he put his hands on it. Was it his imagination…or was his stomach bulging out a little? The bubbling in his stomach increased and he burped again. What was going on?
He sat back down, hoping he would feel better. His hands were still holding his stomach and when he sat down, he noticed something weird. At first, Jack thought that he had been holding a pillow to his stomach. There was something soft there…no, it couldn’t be.
Jack grabbed at his bulging belly and was shocked to find that it was round and soft. His stomach kept bubbling for a few more seconds and then it stopped. He exhaled. Whew. It was over.
After a moment, Jack heard a slow creak come from the chair. He looked down and saw that his hips had become so filled out that he took up the whole chair. His belly started BALLOONING.
A sweat broke out on his forehead. Was this the side effect that Anne had been talking about? Him getting…HUGE? He tried to sit up and get out of the chair, but it was too late. He was sandwiched in place from his fat thighs.
His belly was still growing at an alarming rate. Now, it rested on top of his lap, starting to push the elastic limit of his gray sweatpants. Jack ran his fingers over it. It was strange, but it felt…good.
Jack’s enormous stomach was rounding and filling out.
He leaned back in the chair, closing his eyes and moaning. Why did having a huge gut make him feel so good? His fingers ran over its smooth surface, enjoying the feel of the tight fabric stretched across his massive gut.
His fingers found their way to the ever-tightening elastic waistband of his sweatpants. Allowing his fingers to work their magic, he moved under the band and, with some effort, pulled his big belly out.
It flopped onto his flabby thighs and jiggled for a few moments. God it felt good to have it out of those pants. The band had separated his bulging stomach into two halves, the crease occurring at his belly button.
Jack ran his fingers over the fault line and jiggled the lower half. Was it his imagination, or was he getting bigger still?
He heard a nasty creaking sound and closed his eyes. The next moment, the chair snapped beneath his immense weight, and he flumped to the floor with a loud boom.
“Great,” Jack muttered. He had landed on his flabby back, so the fall hadn’t hurt. However, his enlarging gut made it hard for him to roll back over.
Grunting with the effort, he rocked back and forth—his fat so soft and jiggly. He stopped trying to get up and instead enjoyed the feeling of being immobile. Suddenly, he WANTED to get bigger. He WANTED to no longer be able to move at all.
As if catering to his demands, his belly swelled up some more. His now fat fingers grabbed at the fat, enjoying each second of it. As he looked over, he couldn’t see his feet anymore. The giant mound of flab that was his belly towered over him. He grinned and playfully sent it jiggling again.
There was a knock at the door and Jack tilted his fat head to look at the clock. Jeeze! It was already time for Anne to come and pick him up!
With great effort, Jack rolled over and to his fat knees. Panting, he slowly made his way to a standing position. Placing his hands on his love handles, he stretched—allowing his big belly to push outwards.
He waddled his way to the door, unaccustomed to all the extra weight. Winded, he opened the door. “Hello, Anne.” He smiled, dimples going into his fat cheeks.
Anne clapped her hands happily. “Hooray! My solution worked perfectly!” She danced around the larger version of Jack.
“Jiggly Jack! Jiggly Jack!” She chanted and grabbed at his belly and shook it.
He didn’t protest. Subconsciously, he was furious with her. But, the way that her hands felt on his gut sent those thoughts flying. He closed his eyes again and smiled.
“So this whole getting huge thing…was that a side effect…or the main experiment?” Jack asked as he rounded on her.
Anne laughed again. “The main experiment!” Her face became mock-serious. “And I quote: ‘I propose to see how fat I can make my partner in one evening’. The class laughed at me, but I promised them that I would!”
Jack crossed his pudgy arms over his widening gut. “Your hypothesis was to see how fat I could get?!”
He poked at the giant overhanging belly. “Well, I think you covered the hypothesis…and then some.”
He lifted the giant flab up and let it fall, watching it jiggle for a few seconds after.
Anne watched too and seemed almost mesmerized. She snapped out of it and began pushing into his flabby back. “Come on, come on! We’re going to be late!”
Once outside, Jack saw that Anne had brought a van. Smart. With a lot of effort from both parties, Jack was shoved into the main part of the van. It was a tight fit, but his large, squishy butt just made it.

The van had a hard time getting them to the school. Jack was now larger than ever, barely able to stand. He looked out the window and saw a forklift waiting for them. Had Anne known how huge he would get? He was impressed with her planning.
Anne parked the van and opened the door. “Just hold tight for a minute.” She paused. “Not like you really have a choice anymore.” She grinned and ran over to the forklift.
Jack looked over his titanic gut and saw what she was doing. “No…no no wait wait wait!” He held up his fat arms and waved them; sending jiggles all down his body.
Anne turned the forklift and eased it into the side of the van. There was a metal platform underneath Jack that he hadn’t noticed in his initial shoving into the van. Anne expertly went under the platform and lifted him up and out of the van.
Jack was on his fat back now, lying there as his belly got bigger and bigger. He couldn’t sit up if he wanted to. From what he saw overhead, he noticed that they were heading into the gym. He was placed down onto a soft bed.
He heard a whirring of engines and the bed moved vertically, so that it was more like a chair than a bed. He could now see in front of him…barely. He folded his fat arms gently on top of his stomach. He was comfortable here.
There were gasps and shocked mutterings from his peers and teachers. Parents and children alike gathered around him. Anne rushed to the front of the crowd. She smiled as she opened her arms proudly. “I give you…my Science Fair Project!”
Jack couldn’t help but smile as those who were in complete disbelief felt compelled to touch his fat. They hesitantly went up to his enormous figure and poked at him. He laughed when it tickled.
He looked up to the lights, patting his giant gut. He let out a resounding belch and smirked. He was immobile. And he loved it.