Nick got off the train, suitcases in hand. A growing level of agitation as the last hour had been like sitting surrounded by other peoples toddlers. Instead of asking for cookies or milk every five seconds, they were throwing tantrums demanding he smoke or drink... but even a toddler would be better as he could drown it out or move seats, instead, he had to just sit with it. Unable to appease any craving, and unable to stop the constant reminders that he'd like the train ride better if he were high, he should have brought a flask, and his body's nicotine receptors are empty.
Nick moved from the train platform to the main street and pat himself down looking for his cigarettes before realizing he wasn't actually a smoker (yet) and wasn't carrying any cigarettes and didn't even own a lighter. His mind conjured fake memories of using the last of his lighter on the last of his weed stash and the urge rose up to get more of that too. On top of all this it had been 6 hours on the train and a magically induced growth spurt and he was hungry. His eyes wandered over the street catching sight of a bar and a gas station. There was a sudden civil war in his head where the armies of eating, drinking, and smoking did battle...
He went to the gas station first. Nick's fake memories were enough, along with his internal distractions, that he didn't even worry as the magical age scanner analyzed him, approximated his birthday, and calculated his age. He remembered being carded and using this device hundreds of times each. The devices are touted as accurate to a day or two, which is plenty good for age verification for 99.999% of customers. It blipped green showing he was 22.3 so he paid and took the two packs he purchased without a second thought. One pack went into his suitcase, the other his fingers deftly opened as he struggled with his bags to the bar. He ordered 3 slices of pizza and a beer, then ran back outside to fulfill his desperate craving for nicotine. It all felt normal as he chain smoked 3 cigarettes while looking at his phone and thinking of his dorm room.
He drank his beer ordering another, and the three slices of pizza didn't fill him up. He ordered 2 grilled chicken breasts off the ala carte menu aware that protein would last longer and another beer, and a plate of pasta. He went outside while his food was prepared and had another 2 cigarettes. Going back inside he drank his beer and went to the bathroom, his frame looked thin but the spell forced his body to grow without nourishment. That probably explained his current appetite but he could stand to gain a few more pounds. He washed his hands and rinsed out his mouth feeling a twinge in the back of his mind.
He went back to the bar and sat down nursing his beer, the next course of food was up momentarily. He devoured the second heavy meal and washed it down with a 4th beer. He was drunk and still wanted more food. He felt the meal distending his stomach and felt a giddy joy as he looked like he had a beer belly. He wanted to look fat. No! he wanted to be fat, he could stand to gain 100... no no no 200 lbs! That would make him what? A svelte 380 lbs. Yes, that would be a great starting weight, but potentially he could stretch his stomach enough to maintain an even higher weight!
Oh my god, what am I thinking? Nick was horrified. His 180 lb weight was roughly average for his age and height, maybe a little lean now, and he wanted to try his hand at working out to gain some muscle which might include some bulking, but he didn't want to become obese! At the thought of obese a shiver ripped down his spine... Nick was still hungry, he wanted to order more... he shook his head. No he wasn't! He felt bloated and overstuffed.
The thought pierced his mind, "Do not delay, report to... or become obese." The address he had to go to played out in his mind numbing all other thoughts, cravings, or desires... "I... I need to go man." Nick said to the server handing over his debit card.
A minute later Nick had called a peer to peer driving service to pick him up. Thankfully the location he was to report to was in town... He had wanted to get to the college first and recruit help but considering his current predicament he decided to try to get uncursed first and find out who wants to meet him so badly and why.
His ride came and he placed his suitcases in the back seat with him and got in to meet his destiny.
