Derek and the Wine

Derek smiled and waved to his mother as she and his father drove off in the car, closing the garage door as they went. He thought about what his mother had said: "Stay out of the alcohol cabinet", and what he had replied: "Oh, I will...why would I do that when I was too young?"

But he had said the opposite of what he intended to do. He soon had invited his girlfriend, Tori, and a friend of hers over to the house for a party...he immediately walked over to the cupboard under the sink and opened it. Usually, all this would contain was the trash can, but Derek knew better than that...this was where his parents hid their secret stash.

Derek pulled out some wine and smiled, chuckling slightly. He went back to what he was doing quickly, and opened the wine bottle, using his mom's deluxe opener.

He didn't like the alcohol his parents had, as a matter of fact, at age 13, he didn't like ANY alcohol, but the sheer pleasure of disobeying was overwhelmingly good feeling, so he took a long drink.

Derek made a face as it went down, slightly burning his throat as well as giving him an immediate bloated feeling---wait, bloating?

Derek gasped as his stomach didn't just feel bloated, now his entire body! He put a hand on his stomach, and realized he was turning red! The color of the wine he was drinking!

He ran out of the room and into his parents' bedroom, where he looked in the full-body mirror that his mother had inherited when she was just a little girl. He watched the color not only take over his hand, but spread like a virus up his arm, then disappear in his shirt, only to come back out again on his neck and creep onto his face...

Derek was panicked. He now felt a strange feeling in his private parts. He looked down there in the mirror. He put a hand to them and watched himself in the mirror---his balls were expanding! Before he knew it, his balls and penis were so large that she shot out of the zipper of his pants. The girls gasped, and he thought he saw a smile on their faces at the immense-ness of his private parts.

He was pleased, but too frightened to care.

He gasped and put his hand down. Now his entire body felt the same way, and was apparently expanding as well! His entire midsection started after his privates, then his face, pressing his belt outward and stretching the elastic on his sweat pants. Thank God he was wearing sweats!

His stomach started after that, stretching his shirt to great lengths, but not so great as his midsection was getting! He had to get out of his belt! But, as if his belt were reading his mind, it shot off, making a crack in the mirror! His mom was going to kill him, but that was about the least of his worries at the moment!

His pants and shirt, though amazingly elastic, were growing too tight. He put pressure on his stomach, trying to push it back down to it's normal size, but to no avail. He felt tears running down his face, a rare occasion for him. What was happening!

His shirt started to make a tearing sound, and had he been able to look down all the way, he would have seen that his shirt was ripping down the middle, and soon it was finished, and his upper body was so large that his shirt was just two small circles of cloth attatched to his arms.

Soon, even his SHOES shot off, this time from the immense pressure on them from his bloated and huge feet. But his pants were so tight! Suddenly, his thighs had grown far too much and his pants, as well as checkered boxers, shot off of his bloated form.

He gasped, embarrassed, and looked at the hot girls around him, who had been looking at his 6-pack chest the moment before at the party. He looked into the mirror again, and now he was fully exposed in front of them. He reached down to cover his balls and penis, which were still growing as well, but they were now out of his reach. His arms were being swallowed by his body!

He continued to cry. His body had finally stopped, he thought, and he looked over at the girls.

"Help! Help!" He yelled, but they were still stearing at his lower body, in awe of the largness of his privates.

He was helpless. Then, KABOOM!