"Brat, I think I'm going to grow you until you're immobile" said Yuki, entranced by how large Shuichi had gotten and running his hands over the still expanding flesh.

Shuichi's eyes widened, how big would that even be? If he couldn't move how could he possibly continue his career?

He shook his head but still the machine pumped the fluid into his body and as the seconds ticked by he could feel his body expanding ever outward. The fat collecting on his sides slowly started to raise his arms up from his sides, and his stomach continued it's trek downward into his lap, pushing atop his thick thighs and completely hiding his manhood beneath it's rolls. His meaty breasts expanded downward, resting atop his massive stomach, nipples perked with excitement from Yuki's touches.

Yuki's touches were something else entirely, and Shuichi was left to wonder which was more important: his love for Yuki or his love of music?

But the machine was not kind enough to give Shuichi time to think, and he was still gaining inches as he sat in thought, still spreading wider and fatter across the bed all while Yuki watched.

But then...