More Like a Whale

Light looked around the park. It was hot, like always. Central Texas was never a kind place in terms of heat. The number of locals enjoying themselves seemed to indicate that Light was unique in terms of his inability to withstand the unrelenting sun. In short, he didn't care for the weather.
His air conditioning was down, practically a death sentence at the height of summer. Being short on cash, he coped the best way he knew how, a trip to the river. The young man was dressed for the occasion. He only had a blue button up shirt, unbuttoned at the top, some khaki shorts, and burnt orange baseball cap. Nothing out of the ordinary. A little chubby with white hair, but hard to pick out of a crowd.
The weather was slightly better near the river. It made the difference of a few degrees. There wasn't room in the budget right now for a movie, and a trip to the library didn't suit him. “Maybe I'll just jump in the river. That should sort all of this out.”
“Why not?” A voice asked from behind him. Light turned around, and saw a big stand to his right. It was a medium sized food stand. Sides covered with pictures. He didn't recognize it from his previous trips to the park, but it look like the food trailers and carts that were popping up all over town. The most interesting thing about it was the person running the stand. Or rather, the digimon. Inside was a guilmon. He was dressed in his button up polo shirt and a playful smile that always seemed to be on every guilmon's face. He was a little over weight, but only as much as light was. “It's the best way to cool down in town.”
“Sorry, don't have a bathing suit, and the water's a little too cold.” He walked over to the stand. It was air conditioned and the nearby space was a little bit cooler. Plus, Light has always had an interest in digimorphs. There weren't too many around, but they always caught his attention. He had always imagined that scales or fur would be more comfortable.
“Well why not try a popsicle? I guarantee you be plenty cool after one of these! Only fifty cents!” The dino leaned forward, clearly eager to connect.
“That… is really cheap.” He took out his wallet, pulling out two quarters.
Behind the stand, the guilmon opened the cash register, threw the two coins in and turned around to pick up a popsicle. “We’ve been selling a ton this morning, I’m down to just grape flavored.”
“That’s fine as long as its cold!” He took it, ripped off the packaging and immediately started licking it.
“Thanks for your business! I know you’ll love it.”
“Yeah thanks.” Light sounded disinterred as he walked away again. He kept taking occasional licks of the popsicle, which oddly seemed to resist melting under the sun.
Walking up the dirt trail he started to notice that there were more people here than usual, but his encounter with the guilmon had made him realize, a lot of the were digimorphs. A healthy portion of them were overweight too. “I guess this really is the fattest state.”
As the sun got higher in the sky the heat he felt was getting more intense. “Man, maybe coming here wasn’t the best idea.” The heat kept him from noticing other changes, like the white spreading up his arms. “At least it’s a good popsicle.” He kept stepping forward. Heat building step after step.
Light was beginning to break out into a sweat. It had gone from feeling like a hot day to a scorching day! After finishing the frozen snack, he tossed the stick into a can, then started to undo his shirt. “So… hot…” He muttered, barely able to think about it. The idea of just having a shirt on seemed repulsive. It was starting to feel tight and damp.
He finished unbuttoning, to make a new discovery, he had a gut. Sticking out from his normally chubby midsection was a round ball belly.  It looked like he had gained thirty pounds. “What was in that popsicle?!” The sleeves on his shirt were starting to strain too as his limbs felt like they were inflating. The heat kept building.
“Ugh, no more clothes.” His cheeks began to swell up as the white that started on his arms began to spread even further. It coated Light’s chest and belly. By the time his shorts got tight, it had spread pretty much everywhere else. When his hands reached down, they bounced off the new skin, feeling the, tougher, thicker blubber. Seal blubber.
The button on his shorts was almost impossible to navigate. His belly kept rounding out, but so did his lower section. As pound after pound melted his body, his kahki shorts just got more strained. His thighs had filled up the legs, bulging out underneath. Finally the button popped off and the zipper ripped straight down.
“Ooof!” He said, stumbling backwards from the surprise. “Need to get these stupid things off!” His belly  was filling out, now looking to ooze a foot down over his crotch. Even getting his hands down was hard since they bounced off against a set of moobs that were rapidly going past C cup. He hefted  his pure white blubber up, grabbed the waistline and pushed down. It was hard squishing past all the fat. His thighs were a foot and a half feet thick with fat. His rear end finally got a chance to bounce around as well.
When he finally got the shorts off, he kicked his shoes off as well. “Huh?” He said at his feet. Each now had only three toes.  with ebons claws sticking out.
The fat was starting to put Light off balance. His gut was getting to be yoga ball sized. Then the heat skyrocketed. “Oh!!! Water.” As the transforming man walked to the water, his legs started to swell ever faster. At first, he stumbled, but belly swaying from side to side, then the next was more firm, then easy. His meaty thighs were filled with new muscle.
When Light’s foot hit the water he started to swell up all over. He had been average height, but  now he was getting huge. Slowly he gained height, while quickly gaining width.  His belly was inflating like someone was filling it with water. His arms were melting with fat.
Then Light’s whole body structure began to change, fully now, into a gomamon. As his fat rear end made contact with the water he let out an audible sigh. His legs shifted to a digitigrade stance. While submerging himself completely in the cool river water, his ears grew long and slinder. It matched his nose that pushed out into a muzzle. Adorable fangs grew out, contrasting the flabby cheeks on either side of lights face.
Light started to swim more into the river, water cooling every inch of his massive body. His new flipper hands made it really easy to get further in. Under water his fat jiggled and wobbled like a lava lamp. Then as he broke the surface he saw the final changes. The color had washed out of his hair, leaving his pure white, while black spots and markings typical of gomamon painted themselves on his face and arms.
Light blinked and looked around the river. “Woah!” His mind now clear from all the heat was able to take stock of himself. “I’m a gomamon...I’m a Gomamon!” He splashed in the water trying to look himself over, then leaned back and floated on the cool water, letting the sun comfortably bathe his blubber. His gut rose up four feet in this position. “I’m huge!” He said grabbing it with his new flippers.
The flab was soft between his fingers. It was thick though, and bulged out around his new hands. “I like it!” He grabbed his gut and started to play with it. Smooshing the blubber up and down, rubbing it. “I should have gotten fat years ago!” Light said in an excited voice. He was about four feet wide now, making room for his giant, tree trunk legs. The old adage was true though. Each thigh was two feet thick. For surpassing anything he saw on a woman, his chest had ballooned into massive, but firm moobs. “I bet I have some muscle under these.” He said grabbing one.
“Woah, not me digimon this cute floating around.” Said a voice. Light looked to his left and saw another ball of digital blubber like himself. This one was still clothed in an open floral shirt swimming over to him. They looked similar, except this one had rainbow colored hair, and normal gomamon purple for his markings. His fat was more concentrated on his belly though.
“Not often I see something so cute floating in the river.” He stopped swimming and started to tread water right next to light, making sure his flabby face was in close view.
“Oh uhh…”
“My name’s Pasco.” The seal said nicely. He took a flipper and put it on Lights belly, letting it sink in. The new gomamon blushed, showing through his fatty cheeks. “How is it I haven’t seen your giant rear end around town?”
Light stuttered, “Uh… I only recently got this wide.“
“Oh well we should have out sometime. Share restaurants. I can tell you like to eat. I just need to check on my food stand real fast.”
The gomamon gave a chuckle, “Well, I’d like to see how much this seal can eat!”
“I think you’re more of a whale.”