Clothes make the man.

Ignoring the warning bells going off in your head, you take off your shirt and singlet and pull on the larger one. It's surprisingly comfortable, despite it's dirtiness - you're actually starting to feel relaxed just by wearing it. You grin lazily and stretch, then flop onto the bed in a reclined sitting position, like it's a lazyboy.

The relaxing sensation intensifies, and you sigh happily - you haven't felt this good in ages. You scratch your slightly-flabby gut and burp, then loosen your oddly-tight belt. Strangely enough, your pants seem to be fitting you a little better - the normally baggy fabric is now snug around your legs and ass, and seems to be growing steadily tighter. You grunt and loosen the belt further, then undo the button of your pants. The fly is forced open by the weight of your large belly, but you don't mind - it was getting tight anyway. You eventually take off the belt entirely, then your pants, leaving you in only a pair of stretched underpants and the singlet, which now fits you quite nicely. You yawn widely, then drift off to sleep.

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