The day started out like any other for Bryan Bellbottom, waking up, getting ready, and taking the bus to school. Today was no average day though, as it marked the first day of Fairdale High School's annual senior trip to the nation's capital. The students would be staying in the city for three nights, and Bryan had been giddy with anticipation for days. That is, until he found out who he'd be sharing a hotel room with.
Saquon Freeman, or Quon for short, was Fairdale High's basketball team captain, and his physique and reputation had always made Bryan nervous. Quon, a natural athlete, stood almost seven feet tall and had bulging muscles from head to toe, while Bryan was a foot and a half shorter, and 125 pounds soaking wet. Saquon had led his team to a state championship that year and dated every pretty girl in school, they didn't even remember to put Bryan in the yearbook.
Bryan had tried to spark up a few conversations with Quon after finding out they'd be rooming together, but every time he tried his face would get hot and his tongue tangled. Quon would simply laugh, pat Bryan on the back so hard he'd stumble, and walk off to talk to some hot girl. He wasn't sure how he was going to get through four days with someone so fundamentally different.
During the bus ride from school to the city, Quon sat up front with his teammates, Bryan sat in the back by his lonesome, and something strange began to occur.
As Bryan sat in a row to himself he could feel his jeans growing tighter and tighter around his body. With each second that passed his pants gripped his thighs more snuggly. After only a few minutes they felt so tight he could move his legs, and he began to shift in his seat uncomfortably. His rear end felt like it could explode out of the fabric at any second, but luckily his "manhood" was small enough not to feel too squished. He picked his butt up from the seat, to alleviate some of the pressure, and suddenly felt a cool breeze on his cheeks.
RIIIIIPPPP
Bryan sat down immediately. Some of the girls sitting in the row beside him turned and sniggered. His face grew red, his ears felt hot, and despite being torn open, his pants still felt like they were getting tighter.
As quick as he could, and with the girls still laughing, he shot up and shuffled into the bathroom across the aisle, slamming the door behind him.
Finally alone in the bus's tiny bathroom, Bryan looked in the mirror and turned his back so he could inspect the rip. He hoped it would be a small tear, something not too noticeable, but that was definitely not the case.
His pants had torn from the waistband in the back down to the crotch in the front, and his butt cheeks were literally spilling out through the hole (he never wore underwear). Bryan looked closer and saw the tear growing, and the seams along his thighs were beginning to pop. He managed to pull the pants down to his ankles an instant before they became too tight to breathe, relieved he wouldn't be stuck in them forever.
Bryan Bellbottom looked at the mirror and gasped at what looked back at him. It was still him, long hair and skinny body, but his hips, butt, and thighs were enormous. The pants weren't shrinking around him, he had been growing out of them.
He turned around to see his ass in the mirror, "Oh my god..." he whispered.
His body looked pear-shaped, tiny on top with two huge globes of flesh in the back, on top of thick tree trunk legs. He swayed his hips back and forth, and his ass cheeks swung along with them. He did a few small jumps up and down, and watched as his cheeks bounced and clapped like some stripper in a video. Each movement caused the growing flesh to ripple and jiggle, and when he grabbed the cheeks with both hands, more ass meat spilled out between his fingers. Again looking in the mirror, he still saw the skinny upper body of an 18 year old nerd, but it was now attached to the lower body of a pasty Nicki Minaj or Kim Kardashian. An ass so big and bubbly it could shake the ground to say hello and wave goodbye as you walk away.
Bryan kept staring at himself in the mirror, and quickly realized he was admiring his new physique when he probably should have been horrified by the sudden change. His face grew hot, and grew even hotter as he heard the bathroom door swing open behind him.
"Oh shit my bad girl," a deep voice rang out.
Bryan hid his face and quickly threw his hands down to cover his massive new cheeks.
"That thing's so big there's no way them dainty little hands are gonna cover it, need one of mine?" The voice asked jokingly.
Bryan turned, ashamed and embarrassed, to see his new roommate Saquon taking up the entire doorway. Saquon just smirked and crossed his muscular arms.
Bryan began to stammer, "Quon.. uh... hi... um... I'm not--"
"Girl I knew it was you, no need to get so hot 'n flustered 'n shit," Saquon laughed, "I saw my little lady running back here and thought I'd see if you need a hand, looks like you could use a few though to hold all that!"
Quon laughed again and licked his lips. He hadn't looked Bryan in the eye yet, still staring at the naked ass in front of him. Bryan grew even redder and wished he could just be left alone.
"All that ass right there, you gonna need to cover that up before the teachers see you," Quon grinned, "Need something to cover up little lady?"
Bryan grinned sheepishly, his face burning with shame, he didn't know why Saquon kept calling him that and embarrassing him.
"You can have my hoodie to tie around your waist, if you think it can cover everything, you just gotta ask nice."
Bryan just wanted this to be over, "Can I please use your hoodie?"
Saquon looked offended. "The fuck way to ask is that??" He asked. "Ask right and I'll give it to you, call me daddy or sir or whatever, just show some respect." He licked his lips again and smiled down on Bryan.
"Can I please have your hoodie... daddy?" Bryan asked, still desperately trying to cover his humongous ass cheeks.
Saquon just smiled, and raised his arms to take his hoodie off. Bryan had never been so embarrassed in his life, he wanted to say "sir", but somehow "daddy" came out. He'd never called someone "daddy" before, and doing so had made his little cock grow hard. He'd have to try to hide that from Saquon as well.
"Ahem, I ain't gonna take it off myself," Saquon said, looking down at Bryan expectantly.
Bryan realized he would have to use his hands to take off the hoodie, meaning his butt would become totally visible (not that his hands could cover that much of it anyways), and he would have to turn around and his little erection would be right in front of Saquon. Bryan sighed and lowered his hands.
"God DAMN girl!! That might be the fattest ass I've ever seen! You definitely got the biggest ass on this bus, probably the biggest ass in our city, maybe even the biggest ass in the state!" Saquon exclaimed. He smacked his lips and took in the view. Bryan felt like a piece of meat being drooled over, and he kind of liked it, his tiny boner still hadn't gone down. He turned around fully and began to take Saquon's hoodie off.
"That little clitty you got is real cute too, I know a few homies who would love to hit that..." Saquon laughed.
Soon enough the hoodie was off and Bryan was tying it around his waist. Saquon was right, his ass cheeks had gotten so huge they poked out of the sides and the bottom in the back, his hips were almost twice as wide as the sweatshirt of a 7 foot tall man. His bubbly new body was still visible from all sides, impossible to hide.
Disappointed, Bryan looked to Saquon, and gasped. Without his hoodie, the captain of the basketball team stood there in just a wide beater, his arm muscles and pecs fully on display, veins bulging and skin glistening with perspiration. Bryan's "little clitty" stood straight up.
Saquon laughed, "Well, that's the best I can do. I'll see you and that fat ass in our room tonight." He grinned and walked back to the front of the bus.
Bryan bit his lip and watched Saquon's back and ass muscles bulge as he walked away. He wondered how he could possibly get through three nights with someone so imposing, and how he would be able to hide his new legs and ass for three nights with him.
Thankfully Bryan had packed a blanket for the trip and managed to get it wrapped around his bottom half while the girls in the back of the bus weren't looking. The rest of the day was spent sneaking around, as Bryan had to get away from the group once they got to the city in order to find some usable pants for the week.
He struck gold at the mall, since most stores didn't have clothes in his massive new dimensions, he had to go to one that primarily sold clothing to plus-sized black women. Even there the largest pants they had still felt like leggings, they clung to his ass and legs all over and did nothing to hide his body. After a while the sales ladies noticed him and began to giggle, so he quickly purchased his women's pants and left.
That night Bryan finally arrived at the hotel, and felt relief for the first time all day when he got to his room and Saquon wasn't there. He settled on his side of the room and decided to get comfortable.
He peeled his new pants off of his jiggling legs and put on the only pair of sweatpants he could find at the store. Bryan walked over to the mirror, his ass cheeks flopping and swaying behind him, and turned to get a look at his enormous backside.
Across the back of his new sweatpants, in big bedazzled letters read, "PHAT ASS SLUT". Bryan gasped and threw his hands in the air. He never would have bought these if he had seen the writing on the back. This day just gets worse and worse, he thought.
