Well, there you have it, Jadine has gained his first bit of weight. Like I said, it's not the best work as these are my first attempts at largeness.

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Part 2

Jadine licked his lips and wiped his mouth, sighing with satisfaction. He stood up from his chair and stretched out with a slight yawn. He felt a great pressure upon his stomach... he assumed this to mean that he was now full. That was until he actually looked down at himself. He had no idea how it could have happened so quickly, but his stomach had actually grown larger. The virus had taken affect and was starting to assimilate the food at a highly increased rate. "Ye gods..." Jadine uttered, looking down at his stomach. "How could this happen... so quickly?" He placed a hand on the new growth, not knowing what to expect. The flesh was soft and jiggled slightly at his touch. The skin had stretched out beneath his scales.
"No way... I can't. I have to go." He began to panic slightly, but no sooner had he spoken those words than he felt himself wanting more food. 'How is this possible?' He thought... he'd already eaten twice as much as he normally would in one day. But it was happening, he was still hungry.

Now he was coming down to a battle of wills. His vanity told him to get out of there now, the sooner he left, the sooner he could get back to normal. But then there was that raw animal instinct... when Jadine was hungry, he ate.

Jadine sighed... he never did have much restraint. Giving in, he quickly undid his belt and pulled his jeans below his enlarged stomach which bulged forth over the waistband. He sat back down and reluctantly took a joint of lamb in his hand. Did he really want to do this? But he was hungry... what choice did he have?