Suddenly, unexpected weight gain.

You consider taking the belt off, but before you can, you suddenly feel heavier.

Your slightly muscular frame sags, and your flat stomach balloons into a large beer gut, which swells outward and flops over the belt, which has suddenly grown rather tight. The flabby ball slaps against your thighs and bounces with an audible *boing!*, and the sudden shift in weight sends you flying to the ground. The swelling stops after a few more seconds, and you slowly sit up, finding it a lot harder than usual. Your large body resists whenever you try to move, and it's constantly dragging you down - it's a battle to even stay standing. You manage it though. Somehow.

You groan and turn to the mirror to inspect the damage, although what you find isn't surprising - you're fat. Where once there was a fit, young man, there now stands an overweight slob. Your gut dominates the scene, of course - the hairy sack of fat sits smack-bang in the middle of your (now large) frame, and hangs well over the belt. Your chest and shoulders have also swollen a great deal; your once-muscular pecs have inflated into huge, jiggling moobs, which rest on your rotund gut.

Your neck has long since disappeared under your flabby shoulders and triple chins, and your cheeks have swollen as well. Not that you can see them that well - your beard obscures most of the view in the mirror. You scratch it absently, then realise that even your hands have gotten fatter - your fingers now resemble sausages, and the hand itself has become thicker and meatier.

You quickly discover that your arms have also grown thicker, but not just with fat - sure, they're covered in layers of the stuff, but under it, you can feel bulging muscle. You flex experimentally, and a large mound rises from your upper arm. You realise that it's not just your arms that have extra muscles under the flab - a quick inspection of your torso reveals that your pectorals have exploded to twice their size! Too bad you can't see them under your breasts, though.

Your legs don't feel any different, although looking in the mirror shows that they've inflated too. But, like the rest of your body, there's muscle hidden under the countless calories of lard. That explains how you can stay standing, you suppose.

You turn to the side, and grimace when you discover that your gut extends at least a metre from your spine. Your ass is almost as bad - it's completely destroyed the seat of your pants, and stretched your underwear to its very limit. Strangely, the only thing that still seems to fit you is the belt.

Of course, the belt! It probably caused your transformation - "Big and Hairy", right? You grin and reach down to undo it...

And fail miserably. You just can't get your hands under that huge gut of yours - it's impossible! No matter how much you try, the flabby thing just won't budge. Sure, you can scrape the belt every now and then, but you can't get anywhere near the buckle. You sigh and plop down on the bed, and your underwear tears with a loud *rip*. Great.

What now?

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