First and foremost this was a commission I ordered from my friend  Reiyali.

When did he fall asleep? Amon wasn’t sure but he did and upon waking up all those hours later… found himself in a very different situation.

“Morning, girls,” Amon yawned as consciousness returned to him. “Enjoy your…selves?” Something felt off. Very off. Glancing down to his belly he noticed a bit of paunch leftover from his meal… but his meal was a bunch of college girls. They should have left far more fat left behind. And he felt it when he stood up. Glancing back his eyes went wide and not only the size of his rear, but his thighs as well! The fact the bed he had commandeered for the night was also molded in the shape of his newly sized up ass just furthered his embarrassment.

“Oh my Gods,” he breathed in shock. This was too much, way too much. Now he had the biggest butt of his whole family. Having an ass that surpassed Sekhmet’s in size was one thing, but Maria? He wasn’t even sure what he was going to do about that. All he knew was that he had to get out of there yesterday. It wouldn’t take long before someone decided to come to this room and so he immediately hopped out of the bed and made for the door… and then found himself stuck in the hinges.

“Oh give me a break…” Amon growled glancing back to his wobbling ass as he tried to force himself out of the room. “You girls are the worst!” He cursed trying again in vain to free himself and escape. “I should have turned you all into Tarot cards instead!” He cursed again as he tried again to free himself… and then heard the ripping of fabric.

“Now look what you’ve all done!” Amon growled. “I hope you’re happy… I’m gonna have to borrow clothes from Sekhmet until I can find something that fits me…” He pouted and tried another push. “I should have considered turning all of you into new clothes.” He should have remembered what his mother said about college girls and how fattening they were. Of course, this didn’t stop the fortune teller from being responsible for entire cheerleader squads vanishing mysteriously. Nor did it stop Amon and his siblings doing the same every now and then… or helping themselves to some of the local high school and college sport teams.

With a growl and putting all his strength into it, a loud and alarming sound rung out as Amon finally freed himself… at the cost of destroying the door to the room and tearing chunks of the wall out as well.

“Serves you right,” he huffed, having entirely forgotten he could have used magic to have bypassed this entire ordeal, but also fix everything. However, running on a brain still dealing with morning fog often made one make such basic mistakes. And so he immediately bolted from the scene of the crime to hurry home. He had to get home. Staying in the dorm was just going to be a disaster… especially since a good amount of its occupants were now padding his massive ass and thighs.

Why did all his romantic pursuits have to go like this?

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