The bottle was certainly descriptive...

You wake up to the beeping of an unseen alarm clock. You feel strange, and the pajamas feel very tight now, almost like they're going to burst off your body. they were fine before...

You stumble out of the bed and realize just how tight the clothes have gotten on you. Your shirt's buttons fly off, unable to take the tension. The sleeves rip and tear, leaving you with a tattered cloth on your shoulders which you quickly shrug off. Next your jeans let out an Audie ripping sound as they tear along nearly all of the seams. The tattered pants fall off by their own, leaving you with only a pair of boxer shorts which feel like they're going to rip apart themselves any minute. You notice that there's a mirror by the bed. You walk slowly over to it, taking care not to rip your last article of clothing. Looking in the mirror you learn that your clothes haven't gotten smaller, you've gotten bigger. A lot bigger. You can only gawk at your reflection.

Your arms have become much thicker, growing soft and to the size of bread boxes. Your Hands and fingers look pudgy. Your legs have changed similarly to your arms, soon you'll be forced to shuffle to get around. You look down and notice that you can only see the tip of your toes past your now quite round and large belly. You even have a pair of large moobs above it. You notice that you have a second chin and are working on a third. You entire face is chubby and soft.

You stare at yourself for a few minutes, not believing your own eyes, until a scientist you didn't see before enters. "Wow," She starts "you've certainly packed on a few pounds there."

You search for what to say. "What the hell is this?! How do I reverse this?!" You ask, rather frantically

She leans against the doorframe and sighs. "Well, I, for one, was very excited to see that our fat serum had worked. But, if you want, I can take you to another test. Would you like that?

"Yes!" You say almost immediately. She beckons for you to follow her

"Alright, we have five tests set up that you can join in. Which do you want?"

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