Only Take One (Bonus Halloween Story)

(Decided to do a quick story for Halloween before November kicked in.)

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“Really? Just take one?”

Chuck looked at the bowl of sweets and candy that his weird neighbour had put out for the trick-or-treaters that night. Deciding it couldn't hurt to treat himself and his frat brothers, Chuck grabbed the plastic bowl before making his way back to the frat house, trying to make sure he wasn’t seen by the older man who resided in the house As he glanced at the bowl in front of the well-kept home, the older man glanced over at the bowl, seeing it was full-sized candy bars.

As the frat brother ran back to the fraternity house, a shadow was seen in the house’s window. Samuel couldn’t help but smirk at the sight of the obnoxious frat boy taking the bowl of candy back to the fraternity house.

“Hope he enjoys the consequences.” Samuel said, sipping his coffee before going back to his study. Tonight will be entertaining.

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“You swiped a bowl of candy from our neighbour?” Doug asked, watching his friend pick up one of the candy bars from the bowl.

“I mean, he left a bowl of candy at his front door and just left a sign saying to take one. What was I supposed to do?” Chuck said before taking a bite of a chocolate bar he had picked up from the bowl, seeming to be taken aback by the taste. “Hell? This is better than what we usually have.”

“You sure he didn’t spike them?” Doug said, watching Chuck seeming to dig into the chocolate bar like he hadn’t eaten for days. Chuck’s stubble face was smeared with chocolate as he gorged himself. “Calm down, Chuck; it’s just chocolate.”

“I know... hmm.. but it’s so good.” Chuck moaned, finishing off the bar and tossing aside the spent wrapper, reaching into the bowl for another bar in the bowl. As he began to dig into the second bar of chocolate, Chuck didn’t note how his abs began to puff out, growing into a gut that started to spread out over his lap. Whilst Chuck was too busy consuming more of the sweets, Doug took in the sight of his friends seeming to inflate with fat.

“H-Holy Shit! Chuck, you’re getting fat!” Doug called out, sitting up as his fellow frat brother gorged himself, seemingly not to care as he swelled on the couch. Chuck’s widening ass was creeping further on the cushions as his sweatpants stretched against his thickening thighs and ass. His T-shirt was growing tighter against his stomach and chest, his pecs swelling into moobs as the hem of the shirt rode up to expose his fat belly. Chuck’s muscular arms were starting to puff out, causing his sleeves to tear a bit from trying to contain his swelling mass.

“I… I can’t stop….” Chuck gasped between mouthfuls of chocolate, stuffing his face more as he kept growing. He was taking up more and more of the couch, gorging himself on the candy. The swelling man kept stuffing himself on sweets and candy, his neck thickening with his fat cheeks, making it seem like he had jowls against his mouth. The neck hole of his shirt was tightening against his thickening neck whilst the lower hem rode up further against his gut, spilling out further across his thickening lap. Taking another bite of a chocolate bar, almost finishing it up, Chuck had practically doubled in size. His T-shirt was practically a bra as it clung against his swollen moobs that were pushing up his thick arms.

“Oh god… I’m still hungry.” Chuck groaned, finishing the bar of chocolate before reaching for the bowl before him, tilting it against his mouth as his fat chest pressed against his swollen biceps, tearing his sleeves more.

“H-How? Dude, you’re getting huge!” Doug stood up, taking the swollen blob his frat brother had grown into. Chuck’s fat ass was taking up more and more of the couch, hairy belly starting to droop over his thick knees. Before either man could react, Chuck’s belly let out a deep gurgle before it surged in size. His tight shirt tore open to reveal his swollen, hair covered moobs, his pants tearing more as Chuck kept eating and growing. His fattening ass spilt out of the tracksuit pants, spreading out as the vast ass cheeks pushed him further from the creaking couch. Constantly growing more and more, Chuck’s clothing tearing off, Doug watched as his friend kept growing into a now nude blob of a man. Doug wondered how to stop the gorging friend before they heard a loud crack as the couch gave way under the easily thousand-pound frat brother. His fat-filled body landed on the ground with a resounding room-shaking thud, Chuck’s fat rolls wobbling about as the bowl rolled off his fat body onto the floor, landing out of reach.

“God, well, at least the bowl is… out of… reach….” Doug said, sighing with relief as the giant blob that was Chuck tried to reach down, his fat ladened arms pressing against his moobs as his baseball mitt sized hands went only the upper shelf of his belly. However, the relief was short-lived as the two men saw the gummy bears that had been in the bowl get up as if alive. Seemingly acting out orders, the jelly-filled sweets began to carry the other chocolates and candies before scaling up the belly, following the dense treasure trail as they went for Chuck’s awaiting mouth. “Oh, come on!” Doug called out as he tried to get the sweets to stop feeding his friend, watching him swell out more and more, seeming to pick up speed in his growth as the candy kept being provided to him. Chuck took up more and more of the room’s space, his fat spreading across the floor like pale moving lava, pushing aside furniture or crushing it under his tonnage whilst his fat filled face sunk into his shoulders that rose higher towards the ceiling. Realising there wasn’t a real way for him to stop it, Doug climbed over his friend’s fat rolls, almost sinking entirely into it, as he went for the front door.

“Don’t worry, Chuck, I’ll get the old guy to stop this somehow.” Doug called out before rushing for the door, only receiving a deep belch as a response. Getting out into the street, Doug made his way next door, still hearing the groans coming from the fraternity along with creaking and snapping of wood, telling Doug that Chuck’s fat ass broke the wall separating him from the kitchen. Getting to the front of the neighbour’s door, Doug pounded on the door to get someone, anyone, to come out and help. He didn’t have to wait long before the door opened and the older man he recognised came out.

“Well, aren’t you a bit old to be trick or treating?” The old Samuel said with a smile, looking at Doug though already knowing why he was before him, his point added at the sound of the windows shattering against the growing man’s fat.

“Please, you gotta stop this. Chuck’s gonna outgrow the front room. I think he already broke into the second floor.” Doug said, feeling panicked at the thought of how big his usually fit friend was gonna get and the destruction of the fraternity house. Instead of seeming worried, the older man just chuckled.

“Well, he shouldn’t have taken the bowl. It did say only take one.” Samuel said as if they were talking about the sky being blue. Before Doug could even try to argue further about the growth, the small series of creaks and cracks they were hearing suddenly got louder before an almighty boom sounded out. The two men looked to the fraternity house as the front facade of the house had collapsed, unable to contain the growing mass that had been the fit Chuck. Now, the front yard was covered with broken wood and the oozing mass that was Chuck’s belly, easily so much fat that the rest of the fraternity could lay on and still have plenty of room between them. Looking up the immense hairy landscape, Doug took in the vast California King mattress-sized moobs forcing up massive arms bigger than Doug’s entire body. The more petite man could just make out the swollen digits that were Chuck’s fingers, easily fatter than sausages and probably just as useless with how they wiggled a bit. Looking up and seeing the remnant of smeared chocolate and candy against beachball sized cheeks, Doug just made out the swollen features of his friend, panting deeply from all the mass his body was buried in as he let out deep belches.

“Well, the problem has sorted itself out. He’ll stop growing… well, at least not grow as fast.” The old Samuel said with a laugh as he stepped back in and closed the door, leaving the stunned Doug and the immensity that was Chuck. The stunned silence was occasionally broken by passing college students seeming impressed with the fraternity new Halloween decoration.