Someone close to home...

Waking up from what was hands down the best wet dream you've ever had. You got to work cleaning up and getting dressed, wondering who you'll know who'd be a massive bear now. After a quick shower and getting your teeth brushed, you head down the hall to the kitchen to see about breakfast. Though as you do, you take a whiff of the air and smell something... it's familiar but you just can't quite place it. Your brow furrows as you think and you round the corner of the hall to step into the kitchen where you instantly freeze in your tracks at what you see.

Standing there at the stove, whistling like nothing is out of the ordinary, is a mammoth of a man. He has to be 8 feet tall and just as wide - if not wider. His massive, broad back is to you and covered in a dusting of hair along with two gigantic, bouncing, couch crushing ass cheeks that wobble as the giant man moves to get something off the counter and dump it into a sizzling pan. This man has to be well over a thousand pounds given just how broad he is with powerful muscle in his hairy arms and legs but also with the sheer amount of fat on him. It was then that you realized that what you were smelling was very potent man musk as this guy was glistening with sweat and very clearly naked.

The floor shook some as the giant shifted to turn to the side, holding a huge serving bowl that was filled to the top with eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, and basically anything else your kitchen used to have as breakfast food. Your eyes go from the man dumping a full bottle of syrup over the top to a giant, throbbing cock poking out from under a belly that was sagging down to the man's knees and two giant balls bouncing and churning with what you could only assume was gallons of cum. Your mouth falls open in shock as you then realize the man's not even fully hard as his cock is still somewhat flaccid despite it dripping pre onto the tile floor of the kitchen.

It was only then that you looked up and saw, behind the massive beard that ran down onto the man's forested pec-tits, was the face you knew well. It was your dad. He was a gigantic, heavy, hairy bear now and seemed to be enjoying it. Your wish had come true and by not specifying who got the disease other than just someone you know, it hit your dad and hit him hard. But then you remember that the virus was only supposed to infect those who wanted it...

"D-dad?" you stammer, voice cracking before you clear your throat. "Dad?!"

Your father smiles at you and chuckles, his giant gut bouncing. "Morning, son!" he says in a deep, heavy voice that warms you to your core.

"You're... you..."

"I'm pretty big now, huh? Not bad for a night's worth of a fever! Guess I caught that new virus going around," he says as he stomps toward the table and sets the huge, heavy bowl on it with a thud.

You watch as he grabs two chairs and sets them close together before he eases his giant ass down onto them. The chairs creak and their metal legs bend as they try to support your dad's mass but he doesn't really seem to mind. He simply reaches forward for the bowl and starts to shovel the food into his mouth with a huge hand the size of a shovel!

"Y-yeah. But... the virus..." you start.

Your dad pauses in his eating to lick his fingers of egg and syrup before he unleashes a hearty, thick belch that rattles the kitchen windows. "Mmmph. Only affects men who wanted to be like this, right? Well, son, I gotta tell you... I have wanted this. I've wanted this for a very long time. I didn't think I'd ever get infected but last night when my fever started, I knew it was my time and I was gonna make the best of it. So what do you think? Your dad's a big, huge bear now."