Damian would do anything for you

"It was an honor to meet you!" A famous celebrity said after he had just skull fucked you for hours on end. His enormous tonnage wobbled as he was escorted away, and you already missed having his four massive horse cocks in your mouth. You really couldn't believe it was him when they told you the guy wanted to meet you. He was a worldwide sensation ever since you were a kid, and you had watched all of his movies. The suave man and his chiseled body were long gone. He was now a blob of a man weighing over 300,000 pounds with four giant horse cocks, and as eager as every other man was to get fatter and satisfy his lust. You felt a bit weird about meeting him. Old you would have been screaming and jumping around like a fanatic teenager, but a part of you felt nothing meeting him. He was just a pipsqueak compared to you, and you cared about nothing else except fat and cock.

You had gathered a crew of people to take care of you, and they soon shoved the hoses back into your mouth to keep feeding you the cum of the masses. Thousands of men kept up a steady supply of cum for you to drink, and even your crew were hooked up 24/7 to add their own cum to the mix. You laid back in your two million pounds of fat and took it all in, feeling your body continuing to expand with fat, your cocks grow longer and thicker, and your balls bloating with cum by the moment.

"Looks like it will be any moment now," one of the crew members said nearby as he looked out beyond the horizon of your fat. Your father had his own hoses shoved into him and was sucking down the cum like a madman. You could see it in his knee's, the way they trembled, immobility was minutes away. Your father continued to bloat past a million pounds like you, and everyone began to see firsthand the limits of the male anatomy. Over the past few weeks, he struggled a lot to move. Getting up was taxing, and almost impossible. Moving his legs took an even more Herculean effort that was waning by the pound, as the heaviness of the fat on his body reached a point none thought possible. A possibility that only sent the fat, obsessed men of the world into an even more rabid frenzy. The thought of being so big that you could no longer move was now the ultimate goal of every man, especially your father and brother. They had been sucking down billions of gallons of your cum over the past few months, and it looked like your father finally made it.

The tremendous thud shook the earth for minutes. No doubt, it registered on the Richter scale as a small earthquake. Thousands of people around made a deafening cheer across the area as they watched your father be the second man in human history to reach immobility. His four cocks surged with millions of gallons of cum, all of which went directly to you. You felt the immediate and sudden weight gain as the fattening cum reached your body. You could imagine you just gained a fast few thousand pounds.

"This is incredible," Damian said in awe under his breath. The tubby old friend of yours was always around these days along with your other friends. All of you sort of rekindling that old friendship. He told you all about the machine they made to make him so fat, and although it would have been impressive to see, and even try, you have no use for it anymore. You're just too big to make it work, and your cum is a far more potent fattening device. Which was why Damian now weighed over 500,000 pounds along with your other friends. You could never deny them free all-access passes to your cum and your cocks. In fact, you could feel the others playing with your far right cock at this very moment.

"You're so amazing, you know that?" He said in awe as he marched over your neck fat. It was tough, but he was a very determined blob of a man. His fat oozed and folded into your own folds of fat, and he had to constantly pry them out to keep moving or else he would get stuck. His three massive cocks also plowed through your fat folds, filling them with cum until he finally reached you and his three manhood's hovered over you so temptingly.

"I know," you said as your crew pulled out the hoses of cum from your mouth to let you speak.

"I can't believe how big you've gotten," he said, still in awe of your obesity. "And I can't wait to see how big you get."

"Speaking of that," you said as the thought of the wishing powder popped into your head. "Can you do me a favor?"

"Anything!" Damian says, a little too excited.

"I had a protein powder in my neck folds for a long time, and I can't reach it anymore, or really know where it is. Can you find it and give me some of it?"

"Of course!" Damian gets up and begins the search, which is a delightful watch for you. His jiggling and wobbling fat body is a sexy sight, and the view of your father growing more immobile by the moment wasn't half bad either. It takes some time, but after a thorough search of your folds, Damian finds it.

"Here you go!" He says as he pops the lid off the canister, and you open your mouth to accept the pinch of it he throws in. "Do you... Would you mind if I?

"Go for it," you tell him as you watch him take a pinch of the powder. "If you wouldn't mind, would you give me a bit of cum to wash it down. Take a hose to wash it down yourself." Damian proudly shoves his three cocks into your gullet, and you feel the cum fill you up and the powder mix with it before it begins to warm you up, letting you know it's worked. Damian moans himself as he washes the wishing powder down his gullet with cum from a hose.

You can now make a wish, and you could also goad Damian into making one unknowingly, or just tell him the truth so he can make one himself.

Whichever pick suits you.