Like Father, Like Son [TSR]
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It started slow at first, with James noticing that his uniform now felt a bit tighter, however he was fully aware that clothing had a tendency to shrink in the wash if one wasn't careful, so he made sure to order a new set as soon as he could. He was thrilled when it initially came in, only to get annoyed that it was still a size too small for him. How could his superiors have messed up such a basic request?
To his utter surprise, they actually didn't get anything wrong at all. It was only when he was getting ready one morning that he realized the real reason behind his wardrobe issues - for whatever reason, his body had grown bigger, almost as if someone had laced all of his food with growth hormones. Not taller in the slightest, but definitely thicker, which made the revelation genuinely surprising as the McCloud family were normally fairly thin people.
But James wouldn't be one of them for long. He watched himself in the mirror day after day, taking daily measurements and pictures so that he could meticulously track his muscle growth over however long this took. The results shocked him to his core.
While his growth seemed gradual at first, almost crawling along at a snail's pace, it rapidly picked up speed without him even knowing why. What was once five pounds of added bulk was now thirteen overnight, with the next day being twenty-seven. Respectable, but lean, fifteen-inch biceps became twenty-one, then thirty-three. Twenty-five-inch thighs - which he, himself, thought was huge - had exploded, almost doubling to forty-eight in the same timespan. But it didn't stop there.
Twenty-seven pounds became fifty-five, while fifty-five became eighty-nine. This alarmed James as his average height of five feet, nine inches meant that the beef piled onto his frame far faster than on someone taller, like General Pepper. That didn't assuage his concerns all that much because even the hound dog would look unrecognizable with hundreds of pounds of densely packed musculature on his frame if someone didn't first see his face.
The rapid acceleration of his growth eventually concluded, much to his surprise and relief. He would've felt like celebrating, if he didn't see what his body now looked like, potentially permanently.
James' physique had become monstrous, with him actually thanking his lucky stars that whatever caused his breakneck expansion also widened his frame considerably. That was especially fortuitous as his weight now lay well past the scale's limit of one thousand pounds. It was to his dismay, however, that his enlarged form could no longer fit into conventional clothing unless he were to specially order something to keep himself decent. He never really used it a whole lot, but he was beginning to understand why people were so drawn to the internet.