Conner walked towards Z's place with a sigh. His large, round body glistened with sweat, his clothes seemingly too small for his overweight build. He was carrying a heavy heart, his chunky hands clutching at his flabby belly in an embarrassed gesture. He knew he was stepping into a den of people with a hypnotic power, a place where he was perceived as powerless Fat.

Unexpectedly, Conner ran into Honey on his way.

Honey stared at Conner with her shiny, mischievous eyes. She signalled her pink hand to touch his face, then slowly traced down to his rounded stomach, and then his thick, fleshy thighs.

With a wicked smile, Honey giggled, "Oink like the piggy you are, Conner," she teased, making a piglet noise herself. She then pulled out a honeycomb, dripping with pink honey.

"Does the piggy want a snack?" she asked, but didn't wait for a reply. She forced a chunk of honeycomb into his mouth. Immediately, Conner felt his body gaining weight, his chubbiness increasing with every gulp he took.

Conner's belly expanded before his eyes, the buttons on his shirt straining to keep themselves from popping off. His thighs thickened, his love handles became even more pronounced and his cheeks puffed out. Conner could only watch in horror.

All too soon, he blacked out, the world fading from his vision. The last thing he saw was Honey's satisfied smile, her pink hand patting his now bulging stomach.

When Conner woke up, he found himself in Z's bed. His shirt, now straining to contain his expanded body, was damp with sweat and his heart thudded wildly in his chest.

He looked down to see Z's hand, gently stroking his expanded belly. His heart gave a jolt. Z looked up at him with calm, caring eyes. The same eyes Conner had admired for so long.

"Oh, you're awake," Z said, lightly pinching Conner's love handles. He then explained what had happened while he was under Honey's hypnotic spell and assured him that the sudden weight gain would wear off in a couple of hours.

Conner listened, pain evident in his eyes. He oinked involuntarily, the sound echoing in the silent room. Z chuckled, assuring him it would stop eventually.

"You've really expanded, Conner," he teased, poking Conner's now softened belly. Despite his embarrassment, Conner couldn't help but laugh at Z's comments. He knew Z was only trying to lighten the mood.

Conner looked woefully at his flabby body, his belly round and soft like a mound of dough, his love handles oozing out of his tight pants, and his thighs, larger than before, rubbing against each other uncomfortably.

"I'm such a fat pig," he mumbled, a blush creeping onto his cheeks. Z shook his head, his lips curling into a smile. He took Conner's hand, his touch light against Conner's sweaty palm.

"That's not true, Conner. You're just a big, cuddly bear," Z countered, his words filled with sincerity. With that, he pulled Conner close, offering him comfort amidst the chaos.

Conner smiled for the first time since this ordeal began. Z's sincere words and comforting presence provided a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, he could break free from Honey's hypnotic spell and regain control.