Your fat quickly begins to transfer from you body to Tom's. Meanwhile the rest of you family is near starvation.

"Tom, what can I do to make you stop? Your killing them!" you plead to your cousin.

The leaching stopped for a moment while Tom put his hand on his lowest chin to ponder. "Well, you could drive me to Walmart. There are plenty of fat people to leach from there." he suggests. Slowly he brings himself to his feet, grabbing the wall for balance. "I'll be in the back of my dad's van." He lumbers out the door.

You help the rest of your family into the kitchen. "You all need to eat and keep your strength up." you suggest. The minute you open the fridge door your father scrambles and sucks down a yogurt. The family follows his behavior and eat like they hadn't seen food in months. You hop in the front of the van and Tom is waiting impatiently filling up the back space.

You make it to Walmart and try to figure out a way to get Tom in the store. "Just back in through the storefront windows." he ordered. The crash startles the customers checking out and you press a button opening the vans back door. The clothes of all the people in the front of the store became baggier while Tom started to fill more of the car. He rubbed his belly in ecstasy as it grew larger and larger. But it seemed the fatter Tom became the more tired he became to the point that he fell asleep. Then you...