The Clothes Make the Woman

(Inspired by a Patron's suggestion)

It was a pretty decent evening for Ben, but the morning after was not that great. The average college student had decided to hit the bars for once, something that his friends encouraged him to do all the time. Most of the time he spent his Friday nights playing video games, maybe having a drink or smoking a little pot. The bar scene was just not Ben’s place, he could get along with his friends just fine, but strangers, especially women he had never met before threw him off. 

That is when Ben decided to turn to his good old friend Jack Daniels, one drink turned to three and so on. He was really starting to loosen up, he was smooth and suave, held several great conversations and really tore things up on the dance floor. 

Or so he thought. 

In reality Ben would have been much better off with a slight buzz, he was not unattractive and he may have been able to hold a good conversation or two with some wonderful ladies. Instead he turned everyone off. First he spilled a drink on a gal as he stumbled back to the table, next he smashed another poor lady's foot on the dance floor and his conversations were mostly reduced to obnoxious babbling that basically bored and turned off any potential partners. 

Ben had been such a drunken mess, that security was starting to make their move, preparing to throw him out. When confronted Ben thought that some uppity bitch must have made up a lie about him for revenge and he argued to stay, too bad what he thought was ace lawyer speak was just incoherent drunken babbling as security started to escort him out. 

“Wait don’t be too harsh, I can take things from here,” An angelic voice met Ben’s ears as he turned around and saw the woman behind the voice. 

She was a true goddess, the pure definition of elegance with her long flowing blonde hair and delectable curves. Ben was amazed that a woman like her had come to his aid, he was in love. 

The bouncers decided that if this woman was willing to take Ben out of here, then it was less trouble for them. Of course the woman that they saw was completely different from the picture that Ben’s alcohol riddled mind that came up with. 

Taking one of Ben's arms, the big woman led him out of the bar and to a nearby car. 

“You are so kind and beautiful, thanks for your help um?” Ben said blankly at his new love. 

“It’s Heather hun and thanks, you are not too bad yourself Ben, maybe you need to cut back on the booze though,” Heather said as she flashed him a flirty smile and drove them away. 

“Oh I’m not that drunk,” Ben said still slurring before he passed out in the car seat. 

Heather gave him a playful nudge that spurred him awake. 

“Hey big boy don’t fall asleep on me now, my place is not much further and I want to have some fun,” She winked. 

Suffice to say the virgin Ben was fully awake at this point as he could feel his cock hardening in anticipation. 

“Are you sure? A gorgeous woman like you with a guy like me?” He asked, causing Heather to blush. No man had complimented her as much before, sure she had been with other men in the past, but most were just jerks trying to indulge their own perversions and preyed on her self esteem, but Ben seemed different, even though they had just met. She knew it was probably the booze that made him so nice, but no matter. She had already made sure that no man would ever betray her trust again, but she had a good feeling about this one. 

It did not take the two long to get back to Heather's apartment and it took even shorter time for the two to begin making out. Ben was still pretty fucked up and seemed to ignore the extra ripples and jiggles he felt as he fondled Heather’s heavy breasts, he also ignored how soft her face felt as they made out. Even so there was a nagging suspicion in Ben’s mind that Heather may not have been the catch he thought he had landed, but he was way too drunk to care or acknowledge those thoughts. 

As they went to Heather’s bedroom, the two got undressed in a sloppy fashion as Ben threw his clothes off in the distance and stood over Heather, who was already splayed out waiting for him. He looked at her closely. She was looking much bigger than before, but still not too bad for a guy like Ben. It made sense, there was no way he was going to get a supermodel. 

Heather moaned as Ben pumped into her, he ignored the fact that with every pump his sobering mind was showing Heather getting bigger and having the consistency of a waterbed. Still sloppy drunk, Ben hardly cared for her satisfaction as he went in and out of her pussy in  rapid succession, before finally shooting his load into her and passing out. Heather was a bit frustrated, but was able to finish herself off with one of her trustee dildos before she passed out cuddling Ben in bed as her obese body seemed to envelop him. 

The the morning sun hit Ben’s face with an unforgiving glare, his head rang from one of the worst hangovers of his life. It only took a couple of moments to realize that he was not in the comfort of his room. The events of last night flooded into his mind, at least the ones that he could remember. The realization of losing his virginity also made him excited, that was until he noticed the heaving form still asleep next to him. 

She was massive an absolute blob. Ben stared at the obese woman in disgust, this thing made him a man? NO! No one must ever know that he fucked this whale, sure it wasn’t like he was some popular guy, but he had some standards. 

Sliding out from under her fat arm, Ben began the quiet search for his clothes. He had heard stories from some of his friends with low standards that big hogs like Heather tended to get very clingy when they finally found a man and he was not going to stick around to find out! 

Ben searched and searched everywhere in the room and the rest of Heather's dingy apartment. It was nothing impressive and pretty typical for a fat woke woman in 2020. She had several inspirational posters and other liberal rhetoric, the worst part though was that she was clearly a slob, with some trash strewn about the floor as well as her over sized clothes. Ben cringed when he thought he picked up a pillow case only to reveal it was her giant underwear. No matter how hard he looked though he couldn't find his clothes!

Naked and with time running out, Ben knew it was time for desperate measures He still seemed to have his wallet and phone, so all he needed was clothes, then he could find a taxi and get the hell out of here! 

Even though he was desperate Ben was not about to put on any of the dirty food stained clothes on the floor and decided the closet was his best option. Making sure to be silent, Ben opened the closet doors as he heard Heather snore and release a heavy fart behind him, causing him to gag at the stench. 

Ben’s options weren’t great as he dug around the closet. He went through huge sundresses, blouses and the like with hardly any luck. Most clothes were tent-like and would be too easy to slip off of his frame as well as too humiliating to wear. That was until he found a blue tank top and sweatpants tucked away in the back of the closet. Maybe the pair belonged to a friend or maybe Heather used to be a lot skinnier? Ben simply did not care as he slipped the clothes on and made his way out of Heather’s bedroom. 

“Another failure,” Heather muttered still half asleep as Ben was too preoccupied to pay her any mind. 

Head still pounding Ben made his way to the exit of Heather’s apartment, but stopped just shy of turning the handle. 

The pounding in his head grew stronger and his stomach began to gurgle in pain. Ben quickly rushed to the bathroom as he began to upchuck last night’s food and drink. 

It was painful as he dry heaved, each time he stuck his head near the toilet bowl he had to brush more blonde hair away from his face. His rough hands that grasped the toilet and began to shift, becoming more delicate, with long white painted fingernails. Wiping away some drool from his lips revealed red lipstick that was coming off from last night. It was only when Ben felt his chest push into the toilet that he knew something was wrong. 

“What the fuck is hap…” Ben began to say. 

It was like a switch went off at Ben’s acknowledgement as his transformation picked up. He tried to stop it as he watched his flat stomach become a cute chubby belly that caused his top to ride up, revealing a belly button piercing. That belly was matched with a big booty that stretched his pants His face became more feminine as he shrunk several inches. Ben felt a piercing pain in his crotch as his once average cock was replaced with a pretty little pussy. Finally underwear seemed to form around his new womanly assets. 

The wooziness came back and with one final dry heave Ben’s memories seemed to come spilling out. Now he remembered being Beth, a pretty attractive girl that had been hit with the dreaded freshman 15. After a night of boozing it up, Beth stumbled to her neighbor Heather’s apartment. Heather was just so sweet making sure she was comfortable as she passed out on her couch, she was worried that her friend’s bad eating habits were rubbing off on her, but she was like a big sister. 

“Oh gawd, I look like a hot mess,” Beth said as she took out her cellphone.

‘So hungover, but still looking pretty,” Beth typed snapping a picture with the caption for her snapchat, she always had a whole bunch of horny guys after her, even if she was a bit chubby. 

A bit of loud stomping and a knock on the door revealed Heather with a glass of water. 

“How are you doing dear, you seemed to have had a rough night,” Heather said as she handed the water over. 

Beth smiled at her caring friend. 

“Much better now, but I should probably get back to my apartment, thanks again neighbor,” Beth said as she downed the water and stumbled across the hall to her own place, completely missing a sinister smirk on Heather’s lips. 

Beth walked across the hall to her apartment, unlocking the door like she always did. She felt so dirty and grimy, she really needed a shower. With delicate footsteps she entered her bathroom and began to strip. First came her pants, then came her panties. As she removed her panties, Beth felt a strange tingle as a cock erupted from her slit sticking out and causing her to panic for a second before her mind seemed to fix things a bit. 

“Well I do have a cock,” She said dumbly as she removed her top and bra. Doing this caused her breasts to flatten as the rest of her body started to revert, returning to its former form as Ben fell to his knees gasping for air. 

“What the fuck was that? Was I just a chubby chick?” Ben said trying to think, but before he could the door quickly swung open. 

“What are you doing in my apartment?!” A random woman shrieked as Ben quickly fled naked from the room as the woman yelled that she was going to call the cops. 

His mind was in overdrive and having no clue what happened caused Ben to run throughout the building. There was no way he could go back to Heather’s place after what just happened to him! After what seemed like forever, but was really only a couple of minutes, Ben was able to find the laundry room and steal a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, before bolting out of there. He was able to make it back to his apartment with no further incident, but a lot of things on his mind. 

“I was someone else, a fat chick, I was completely her,” Ben muttered in the safety of his own room, he wanted to know more, but in the end his fear won, he was never going to see Heather again and that would be the end of it, also he was never going to drink again.

A week passed and it was Friday night once more, but this time Ben was happy to stay in the confines of his own house, but that was hardly any consolation. Ben lived in a party house with a few other guys and though he was an antisocial fellow hanging out mostly in his room in the basement, that didn’t stop his buddies from constantly holding parties. 

Ben was annoyed as he tried to play some games, but was bombarded by the constant sounds of people stomping around, loud music and whatever other random party bullshit that was causing such a loud commotion. 

Giving up on his game, Ben decided to kill some time by taking a shower, he knew that eventually everyone would head out to the bars, he just had to be patient. Starting up the shower and stripping off his clothes, Ben felt the warm water caress his body. Several minutes passed by as he enjoyed the bliss of hot water pouring over his skin. Ben was so relaxed, he didn’t even hear the sounds of someone stomping down the old wooden stairs to the basement. He didn’t notice as the handle to the bathroom door slowly turned as a quite large figure grabbed his clothes and replaced it with something else. 

It was only when the lights to the bathroom were flipped off and the door slammed that Ben was taken out of his relaxing shower. He nearly slipped with shock as he quickly turned off the water. 

“Hey I almost broke my fucking neck assholes,” Ben said thinking his friends were behind this. The guys always enjoyed playing pranks on each other and he knew that they were probably not happy with him for skipping out on the house party and his pledge to never drink again. The floor was way too slick to walk on as he reached for the towel and dried himself off. He knew those guys would probably be waiting outside to mess with him more and as soon as he got dressed he was going to get them back. 

In hurry Ben grabbed his clothes and started to slip them on, but something was wrong. He quickly slipped on what he thought was his shirt, but it seemed to be a lot bigger and a lot longer, also his pants seemed to be missing. 

Fumbling around Ben finally made his way to the light switch and looked in the mirror. To Ben’s shock he was not wearing his clothes but instead a tent like white dress. His eyes went wide with realization as he tried to pull the dress off, but it was far too late. 

The same horrible nauseous feeling hit his gut as his head quaked with pain once more. Familiar blonde hair fell past his rounding shoulders. This dress was much bigger than what he had worn before and he was terrified at the person he was becoming. Quickly rolls of flab exploded everywhere, especially on his growing gut that sagged to his knees and covered his sex. Balloon-like breasts pushed forward revealing a hefty amount of cleavage. Ben’s face became pretty once more as a second chin popped into existence. The dress once so loose was now terribly tight revealing every flabby roll. Though he could not see it Ben felt his cock retract and painfully twist into a bloated hairy pussy. Finishing touches seemed to find their way on too Ben, more makeup, long painted fingernails and even tattoos sprouted onto his arms. He was not just chubby this time, now he was a full blown fat chick!

Ben’s mind went hazy again as new memories forced their way into his mind. Now Beth was best friends with Heather. The two big chicks went everywhere together, they partied together, lived together and often made love together, they were both bi and found that they really enjoyed each other's heavy bodies and never had to worry about finding someone at a bar. 

Beth waddled out of the bathroom only to see Heather smiling and waiting for her. 

“Are you ready girlfriend?” Heather said with a big smile that Beth returned. 

“Yeah, but this party is kind of lame, let’s go dance at a club,” Beth said. 

Heather agreed and no one at the party tried to stop the two fat chicks from leaving, not even Ben’s friends, who no longer remembered him. Now someone else lived in the basement and was too busy having a good time at the party to pay the fatties leaving any mind. 

Beth and Heather huffed and puffed as they waddled towards Heather’s car. Getting in, the vehicle sunk under their massive girth as Heather drove to a nearby club. The girls had to wait quite awhile to get in watching skinnier chicks pass the line. 

“Men must really be dogs if they like bones like that,” Beth commented causing Heather to burst out laughing. It didn’t matter that they had to wait awhile they enjoyed each other's company and constantly talked about their interests. 

Eventually the two whale-like women were let in. Instantly they got their drank on and started to dance. They even got a few cheers when “Big girl back it up” started to play and Beth could not help but grind her giant ass against the cock of some random guy. She loved feeling his cock bounce between her bulbous ass cheeks, making her wet with lust. 

Time passed and more drinks flowed. Beth and Heather soon found a nice corner and made out for a while before deciding it was time to go home for some more X-Rated fun. Too drunk to drive Heather called over a uber and the girls enjoyed making out as the driver did his best to ignore the obese women slobbering over each other. 

They could hardly keep their hands off of each other as they made it back to their apartment. Heather quickly took  charge pushing Beth into a nearby chair. 

“I have an idea for some real fun, are you up for it?” Heather asked with a big grin as Beth nodded in excitement.

Pulling out some handcuffs, Heather quickly stripped off Beth's dress and underwear and attached her fat wrists to the bedpost.  

As Beth sat on the chair naked, horny and handcuffed to the bedpost, her pervy smile started to shift to a confused frown. Beth’s entire body started to shake as her bloated form started to shrink. Her hair receded along with her breasts as her cock grew out once more. Body hair returned along with several other manly features as Ben returned once more gasping for air in shock. Even worse he realized he was now handcuffed and could not move. 

“What the “huff” hell “huff” did you do to me you crazy bitch?” Ben wheezed out in pain and fear. 

Heather smiled darkly at Ben. 

“Oh I was just teaching you a lesson, you know after I helped you back to my place it really hurt that you tried to ditch me like all the other guys,” Heather said. “But you now understand what it is like to be a big gal.” 

“Fuck you, you fucking made me into an obese joke, let me out of these cuffs you crazy bitch,” Ben was enraged as Heather gave him a hard smack across the face. 

“Well I knew not to expect much, but still you are such a disappointment Ben,” Heather said with a frown as she waddled over to her closet. Ben could catch the full sight of her giant rear bent over as she fished around before saying “perfect”. 

“So you think you were a laughingstock before, but tell me Ben, what girl would these clothes make,” Heather said as she held up a pair of pajamas. The clothes were absolutely massive and pink with designs of bacon and eggs decorated throughout the top. 

“No please don’t, I am so sorry,” Ben said begging her as she waddled closer and closer. 

“Oh please don’t lie to me Ben, I know you don’t feel any remorse,” Heather said. “Plus I think Beth is a way more fun and interesting person than you.”

Ben’s final “fuck you” became muffled as Heather started to pull the top over his head. Ben could already feel the strange tingling begin as Heather continued to speak. 

“Oh and one more thing, did you know if you rip the cursed clothes off instead of taking them off normally the change becomes permanent? 

Ben began to scream even louder muffled by the massive top, but it was just no use. The cloth slithered down, first his hair once more grew out, but became much darker as thick grease coated it. Ben’s face became plastered with acne as his cheekbones rearranged and plumped into a feminine face. A heavy ring of fat expanded his entire face making it the roundest it had ever been. The top continued to his shoulders making them soft and round as a bra formed and pressed deeply into them. As if ignoring the handcuffs the top wrapped around his arms causing all muscle to vanish, replaced by juicy fat. Ben could feel his chest expand into massive breasts as back fat wrapped around his upper half. His massive melons pushed tightly into the fabric, but they were nothing compared to what was coming next. Ben’s stomach, once flat pushed forward like a tidal wave of lard, every time he thought it would stop it instead pushed forward as the top got tighter and tighter. His now massive gut crashed into his skinny chicken legs as Heather laughed at the sight, Ben had the upper half of a SSBBW while his lower half was still that of a skinny man. 

“Let me help you hun,” Heather said to no reply. It was odd, Ben/Beth seemed to be split and mindless, thanks to only wearing half the attire, but she would change that. 

It was easy enough to slip the huge pajama pants onto his skinny bare thighs. Heather giggled as Ben’s feet became fat with cute painted piggy toes. Her calves became thick with flab and muscle thanks to hauling all of the weight around, but her thighs were another story. Not an ounce of muscle could be found as they ballooned with gusto becoming heavy and thick and touching all the way down to her knees. Beth had trouble walking in her previous form, but not it was going to be nearly impossible for her to go any real distance without collapsing from exhaustion. 

Finally the band of the pants made its way past Ben’s/Beth’s ass and crotch. Ben/Beth moaned in pleasure as the changes wrapped up. The chair squealed in pain as her ass grew overflowing the sides with a rear big enough to dent a car. Ben’s final point of manhood shrunk and morphed into a fat hairy pussy once more. He tried with all his might to keep his mind from shifting, but as if to make a point his massive ass ripped a torrent of gas, the stench causing his mind to melt into Beth’s personality.

Now Beth was a lifetime glutton, constantly associating food with pleasure including sex, she met Heather in college and the once fat girl quickly became morbidly obese. She loved Heather with all of her heart and was so happy to have found a feeder that really loved her. This was heaven on earth!

“Oh this is “URP” so kinky, you feeding me while handcuffed,” Beth said as she squirmed and took another bite of a chicken wing that Heather presented her with. 

“Yeah, but I am ready for the main event,” Heather smiled as she undid Beth’s cuffs and pushed her onto the bed. Beth happily let herself fall, causing her entire massive body to jiggle as she ate some more nearby wings. 

Beth was definitely the submissive one in this relationship and always allowed Heather to take charge. The big girl towered over her piggy form as she quickly started to shred the pajamas, her fat hands tugging and tearing the fabric off of Beth's body causing the big girl to moan in pleasure. 

“Those “phrriittt” were my favorite,” Beth wheezed still eating, but for some reason now she felt more complete than she ever had wearing those pajamas as she laid there in her bloated naked form. 

“Don’t worry I will get you a new pair,” Heather smiled as she began to eat out Beth, causing the big girl to moan in pleasure. 

“Don’t "huff" worry, I think I actually "huff" prefer being naked,” Beth moaned out causing Heather to giggle at the irony. The clothes may have made the woman, but Beth did not see much need for clothes anymore.