Boryn Stone
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Ancient Slumber
🕑 Added 2023-03-22 12:51:25 +0000 UTCVisiting a new city for a month, Dylan felt lucky to find a place to rent for cheap. It belonged to a strange old couple, hoping to make some money on their house while they were away on vacation. Dylan thought they must have been ancient, since their house was the definition of old fashioned. They had barely prepared it, leaving most of their belongings still inside. For the price though, it was a steal.
Dylan walked into the bedroom to find an old bedframe- the bed setup for the elderly with an incontinence cover and support pillows. Exhausted he just wanted to deal with it tomorrow, opting to crash on the bed in his clothes. He was surprised to find how soft and comforting the bedding was, clearly some high-end mattress that was good for old bones. It took only a moment for him to blink into unconsciousness.
Unaware, his body began to change as he slept. He may as well have been turning into a pillow. His body had started to swell, pushing into the shirt he had worn to bed. In no time his arms were wrapped like sausages, lying on top of two fat pecs that wrapped his chest. A belly had begun to spill onto his waist, widening his middle until the belt finally gave in. The button on the shorts struggled to contain the new mass that it wrapped, a huge fat mound that snored like a cow. He was a massive sack of lard hanging, half suspended off the bed held in by his covering.
Groggily he woke the next morning, feeling like he was wrapped in a warm snug cocoon. He could hardly move, the weight of his body taking a toll on his muscles as he struggled to rise. He was panting by the time he was sitting upright, his large stomach blocking any view he had of his lower half. He slowly moved into the bathroom where he got a good look at himself.
His skin was pale, his hair white while the top of his head was vacated. But he couldn't remember anything out of the ordinary, identifying his round belly and stocky structure. He moved to the kitchen, quickly grabbing a high fiber oatmeal breakfast and thinking about what he needed to take care of in the house. After all, he lived here.
