Phil stepped through the brand-new grocery store's doors, and was a bit taken aback by the incredible size and scale of the place. It may have looked large from the outside, but it felt even bigger on the inside. "Holy cow!" he muttered to himself as he grabbed a cart. "This place is incredible...!"
"It sure is, isn't it?" A friendly greeter caught Phil's attention. "Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear you. This place really is something, eh? The produce section has tons of fruits I never even knew existed!"
Phil's curiosity was piqued. "I'll head right over there now, thank you!"
With that, he made his way through the opening day crowds and into the produce section, which was conveniently placed right next to the entrance to the building, and began to browse through the impressive variety of fruits and vegetables of every possible shape, size and color under the sun.
"Ah, you there! Could I interest you in a free sample?" Another employee of the store called out to Phil as he passed, once again catching his attention.
"Oh? A free sample of what?"
The employee gestured to his small stand topped with tiny plastic cups and beamed as he replied, "Oh, almost anything! Fresh guava, pears, blueberries, dragon fruit, strawberries-"
"Oooh, I don't think I've ever had dragon fruit," Phil interjected. "May I?"
Nodding, the employee handed him a small cup of dragon fruit, along with a small plastic fork, and gave him a smile and a nod as Phil returned to browsing the produce section once more. As he did so, he took one of the pieces and gave it a try.
A flavor unlike anything he'd ever tasted before burst onto his tongue. The fruit was sweet, juicy, and perfectly ripened. "Mmmph... Oh, that's amazing...!" Phil smiled as he took another bite, followed shortly by another, and another, until he'd cleared out the cup. "I should see if I can get more of that-"
*Gurrrrrgle...*
Phil's heart sunk as he looked down at his belly, his eyes widening as the gurgling grew more intense... and his gut began to swell.
Phil whimpered, as the swelling wasn’t showing any signs of stopping. His belly rumbled and grew, rapidly filling out his bright green letter jacket and pulling apart the buttons slightly, revealing his Eagles jersey beneath. His eyes darted around, and he was thankfully relieved to see that his growth hadn't attracted the attention of any of the other shoppers... yet. As he did so, he caught a glimpse of his fingernails darkening in color, and a strange red patch developing on the back of his hands.
Quickly, though not too quickly as to draw any attention to himself, Phil awkwardly shuffled his way out of the produce section and spotted the exit, only to be met with the sight of a massive crowd blocking his way out. "Oh, man... this is bad... Ack!" Phil grunted in discomfort as he felt his feet growing within his red shoes, his rear and thighs now beginning to thicken alongside his growing, growling belly.
Thinking quickly, Phil scanned the store's signage until his eyes landed on the massive clothing section. "…Perfect! Fitting rooms should be there! I can finish changing in private!" With his body still growing at a gradual pace, Phil was now beginning to get the occasional odd glance from passersby, which he would occasionally meet with a friendly smile. Unbeknownst to him, however, said friendly smile was one showing rapidly sharpening teeth.
"Urk...!!" Phil grit his teeth as he felt a pressure growing out from above his thickening rear end. "Come on, not a tail... Not now...!" He quickened his pace and made his way into the clothing section, desperately trying to locate the fitting rooms amid the many displays of clothing.
"Excuse me, sir. Can I help you find anything?"
Phil, startled, whirled around to be met with another friendly-looking employee. "Err, yeah, actually," he said, as he desperately tried his best to stay calm, hiding his hands and repressing the urge to grunt from the pressure growing in his shoes. "Where are the- nnf! -ahem, uh, fitting rooms?"
A bit put off by Phil's behavior, the associate pointed them out. "Oh, they're just over there. Ehm, sir… are you okay-"
"Great, thanks!" Phil interrupted and hastily dashed off toward the fitting rooms, unaware that as he had been speaking to the associate, his face had begun to turn a vibrant red...
Stumbling his way into the thankfully unoccupied fitting rooms, Phil hastily ran over to the furthest room from the entrance and locked himself inside. "Okay, okay... I'm clear. Urk...! Come on, rip already...!"
Phil looked down at his red Chuck Taylors, which were now bulging at their ends, as his feet continued to grow within. Meanwhile, Phil's sweatpants were beginning to look tight upon his legs, as they, along with the rest of his body, continued to thicken and fatten.
It was only at this point that Phil noticed the mirror within the fitting room, which he stood before and examined himself within.
His reflection showed an increasingly beastly-looking Phil staring back at him. His face was getting redder by the second, and his letter jacket continued to stretch apart, straining its buttons further and further as his jersey filled out. Below the jersey, however, Phil could see his belly beginning to peek out from beneath – and it no longer looked human. Instead, an array of mustard-yellow scales, with some red ones emerging on his sides, had coated his belly.
A slight "pop" came from beneath him, drawing his attention back to his feet and giving him a minor sense of vertigo from the few inches he had grown in height. His feet had finally begun to tear free from his shoes. First, a claw poked through, then another, until the entire front of his shoes both exploded apart to reveal two large, red, three-toed reptilian feet with large claws on his toes, his socks having ripped to useless shreds.
It all clicked in his head.
"DRAGON fruit... Damn, how did I not see this coming?!"
A soft ripping sound brought Phil back into the present, and he watched and grimaced as his growing body had begun to outgrow his clothes. His letter jacket continued to strain, the seams now beginning to split, his jersey tore down the middle at a slow pace, and even his sweatpants were unable to contain his large, scaly, red thighs.
To make matters worse, Phil could feel his tail getting larger and large inside the confines of his tight sweatpants...
Phil groaned and grunted as his tailbone extended out, straining his underwear and sweatpants as it did so. He turned around and looked back into the mirror, watching as his pants bulged out, audibly creaking and groaning as the pressure within them built and built...
SHHHRRRRRP.
...until, at long last, the seat of his pants exploded open, revealing a thick, still-growing draconic tail covered in red scales, with a large, deep red spade at its tip.
Phil gave it a little wag as it continued to grow, blushing as his rear end was exposed, before his attention was drawn back to his growing torso.
His letter jacket continued to rip apart, his jersey beneath suffering the same fate, as the buttons on it were stretched to their absolute limit. His clothes now exposed the entirety of his midsection, unable to hide his expanding, scaly belly, nor his widening red sides.
Looking back up at the mirror, Phil watched his face begin to take on more drastic changes beyond a simple change in hue.
"U-urf... A-aaagh...!" Phil cried out as he felt his face begin to push forward. His nose flattened out as his jaw extended outward, a small horn emerging from the tip of his growing muzzle. As this occurred, a pair of intimidating horns sprouted from atop his head, his ears shifting position and growing more pointed...
POP!
At long last, the letter jacket's buttons began to lose their battle. One of them burst off, startling Phil as it clattered against the mirror before landing on the fitting room floor, leaving a massive gap in-between his jacket’s remaining buttons.
After this, another button burst, followed swiftly by another, and another, and another, filling the air with the sounds of buttons noisily clattering on the floor and rendering Phil's jacket fully open and revealing his jersey's failing efforts to conceal his middle.
At this point, Phil had exceeded seven-and-a-half feet tall, and had to hunch down in order to keep himself visible in the mirror, though he was rapidly growing far too big for the fitting room.
"Sir? Is everything okay in there?" A voice from outside shook Phil back to reality. He nervously gulped.
"N-no, no problems- ack...!" Phil tried to reassure the man outside his fitting room, but his effort was betrayed by his now deepened, somewhat gravelly voice that gave the impression of a beast, as well as the sleeves of his jacket beginning to split apart.
"S-sir, are you ripping product?! Please come out of the fitting room right now!"
"Oh, man..." Phil took a deep breath and stood up to his full height, which was now a massive eight feet tall, and peeked over the fitting room wall just in time for the employee outside to see his once blue eyes shift to a piercing yellow with slit pupils, the whites of his eyes darkening as well. "Apologies, sir, but... I need to go home."
The store associate was rendered silent at the sight of the growing dragon.
Rather clumsily, Phil undid the lock on the door with his now enormous, clawed hands and tried to step through the doorway, only to get stuck midway through. "N-no way..."
Phil looked down at his belly, his jersey now fully lifted up and exposing its entire round shape, and blushed as his fears were confirmed. "I-I'm too FAT!" To make matters worse, he could see the ceiling getting closer and closer – he was still getting taller!
"Sorry!" Phil cringed and grit his fully sharpened teeth, pulling himself forward and carving into the doorframe as it began to crack from his size. Finally, he pulled himself free and took the doorframe with him, splitting it apart. "O-oops... G-gotta go, sorry, sorry!" Phil sheepishly made his way through the mercifully wider entryway to the fitting rooms and out into the clothing section, where all eyes immediately shot to him.
He tried to make his way through the many clothing displays gracefully, but his large body kept disturbing them. "D-don't mind me, I'm just-"
CRASH!
Phil whirled around and, much to his embarrassment, his massive tail had knocked over one of the displays. "Sorry, sorry, I need to get out of here!" Lifting his tail up as best as he could, he shoved his way through the clothing section, leaving piles of clothing in his wake, as he now bolted for the entrance. The crowds dispersed, as everyone stared in awe at the massive dragon stomping his way through. With each heavy, booming step, Phil left larger and larger cracks in the tiled floor. His clothing was now mere tatters that barely clung onto his enormous form. "Excuse me, excuse me, let me through, let me through!"
Finally, he had reached the entrance. The crowd had vanished, and he practically dove through, only for his body to get stuck once more in the double doors. "Gah, come on...!"
Once again, however, Phil's heart sank as one more strange feeling emerged, this time focused on his upper back. "N-no, that'll break the doors...!"
Phil pushed and pushed himself against the metal doorframe, trying as hard as he could to push his enormous new body free, as what little remaining of his jersey and jacket bulged in the back, ripping apart as a large pair of red wings emerged and pushed into the upper part of the frame.
Finally, he managed to pull himself free. The doors bent out of shape as the glass shattered, the anti-theft scanners having been reduced to rubble by Phil's tail. He took some deep breaths and stood to his full height, now an imposing nine feet tall, and looked back at the damage with a sheepish blush. "I-I think I should probably be going home now... S-sorry."
With his tail quite literally tucked between his legs, and his head hung in embarrassment, Phil awkwardly walked through the parking lot back to his car, paying no mind to the many people who were staring at the giant dragon leaving large cracks in the asphalt. He opened up the car door and tried, to the best of his ability, at least, to squish his large form into the now far too small car. "Gah, come on...!"
Turning away from his car, he growled to himself. "Stupid dragon fruit..."
Phil looked back and gave his wings a flex. "Well... I guess it isn't all bad!" With that, he raised his wings up and flapped them down, lifting himself up and into the air, where he soared off into the distance…
Pheagle transforms into a very chubby Hareweald after sampling some dragon fruit at a new grocery store, in this beautiful weight gain/transformation sequence drawn by DarkSideSF! Accompanying story written by WatermelontheGecko Growing Belly YCH
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