You waddle by him and grunt, reaching around your fat to find the powder. Though you don't really recall putting it there but you find it under a moob and smile to yourself. You look at your, you have to assume, assistant, and question him.
"Uh... you got anything to drink?"
He chuckles and shakes his head, "Sir, if you needed something you should have requested it like always! Wait here."
You watch as he waddles to your kitchen, returning with a big bottle of soda that he opens for you. He hand it to you and you thank him before you sprinkle some powder in and watch the soda shift colors. You take a big swig of it, downing at least half, and smile. Closing your eyes, you start to think of your next wish. Instead of vocalizing it, you choose to simply say it in your head so he doesn't hear.
"I wish that I could move no matter what size I am. And that I always had a vehicle that could fit me if I need it," you think.
Your body tingles a bit and you can feel your legs start to strengthen as you stand there. You even stand up a bit straighter as you're able to actually be fully upright with your new strength. Now it's much easier to move! You're able to stomp through your expanded living room and to the triple wide door as if you were a normal size now. In fact, even with your belly dragging in front of you and your ass shaking behind you, you barely even notice them in the way.
"I brought the truck but if you wanted to walk we can do that," your assistant says with a bright smile, following after you.
"Let's walk for now," you smirk. "Show everyone the mayor in his full glory for a bit."
He scurries as quickly as he can ahead of you to open the door. When he does, you catch sight of him and notice that, even though nothing really fits him, he's at least clothed. That might be a good idea... Then again, maybe you want to go full nudist now?
Comments