(Quick Scene) Jack's Boring Lab Test

(Disclaimer: Any acts of transformation, expansion, or mental altercation have been consented to by the owners of the characters affected. Any acts depicted are meant as explorations of the fetishistic psyche, hold artistic merit, and are compliant with the TOS of Patreon).
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Just a quick scene I did for Glaz of his OC the Scalebreaker doing some routine testing on his latest doughnut compound.
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Jack tapped the pencil against his upper lip. He had overseen so many of these tests over the past week and they no longer excited him. He watched the man behind the glass eat the doughnut in as few bites as possible, like instructed, and began to shake like an over pressurized can of coke. His body grew fatter at breakneck speed, making it seem like he was being inflated with a powerful air pump, only without the airiness of a balloon. His outfit was obliterated in seconds. His face reddened, he huffed and puffed, sweat dripped from him, and his eyes became unfocused. 

 A familiar creaking noise filled the testing chamber once the man had expanded to the size of a swimming pool, his face and limbs still barely perceptible, were the last proof of his humanity. A casual observer could easily mistake him for an oddly shaped water balloon filled with dense liquid, like pudding or heavy cream.

"This one seems promising," a lab technician spoke in an attempt to rouse Jack's spirits.

"No," Jack pointed at the man through the glass. He was huffing and puffing harder than before. His face was beet red, and the sweat trickled over his rolling mounds of fat like a flesh tone water feature. He grit his teeth, and his body pulsed, trying to fatten even further despite its inability to stretch.

 With a loud bang he blew apart. There was nothing left in the chamber except for gallons of heavy cream, and the edible rubber like scraps he had been reduced to in the explosion. 

 "Have a cleaning crew go on inside. See if he's reformed yet, or if we need one of Ben's lot to put him back together. Make sure they wear proper hazmat gear this time. One touch and they'll be splattering the walls too."