The Shirt. (Short Gainer Story)

Jeffery walked down the aisle of the thrift store. He sighed as he looked at the clothes, all of them were too big for him. Jeffery was small, so small in fact that even a small shirt looked big on him. He loved thrifting, but it was hard to find anything that fit him. As he walked down the aisle he pulled out a shirt. It was massive, a 5xl. He was pretty sure his whole body could fit through the neckhole. Jeffery stared at it; he didn’t know why, but he was compelled to buy it.

“So this for a friend?” The guy running the cash register asked.

“No it's um for me.” Jeffery said.

“Oh I get it! It’s like a joke, because you’re so skinny and it's so big.” The cashier said.

“Yeah something like that.” Jeffery agreed. He still wasn’t sure why he was buying it, but something deep inside of him compelled him.

Jeffery stared at the shirt hanging in front of him. It had been a few days since he brought it home, but he couldn’t take it off his mind. He knew it wouldn’t fit, but he wanted to wear it.

He walked up and took the shirt off the hanger. He closed his eyes as he slipped it on his body. He expected to feel the fabric as it slid down his skinny body, but instead he felt it resting on his shoulders snugly. He opened his eyes in time to watch as his body grew bigger and bigger. His skinny torso being replaced with pounds and pounds of fat.

He quickly pulled off the shirt hoping it would stop the growth, but he didn’t stop growing. He was quickly becoming more and more fat, and his head was starting to grow fuzzy. It was so hard for him to think. Especially since he was so hungry. He closed his eyes trying to fight off the brain fog. This couldn’t be real, he was skinny not fat.

When he opened his eyes he looked into the mirror. He was massive, his thin body destroyed by hundreds of pounds of fat, his belly big and round, his tits also massive.

For a second something didn’t feel right, but he shook the feeling away. He was just hungry and needed some food. He threw on his favorite shirt. It was a 5XL and it hugged his body tightly. He needed to buy some bigger clothes, but it was his favorite shirt after all. He grabbed his keys and headed out the door to get some food, he was starving.