Hal had just arrived back home from work. It had been a long and tedious day and he wanted nothing more than to relax for a bit before his son Logan got home from wrestling practice. The weather was warm with just the right amount of breeze, so he went straight to the backyard, setting down his bag on the porch. Hal looked around the backyard and smiled with approval. He kept a rather large garden with many colorful flowers and shrubs outlining the yard. Being a single father he needed a nice hobby, and despite all the hours sweating in the sun to maintain it, it was worth it when everything began to bloom in the spring.
“You’ll do!” a voice suddenly shouted nearby. Hal turned around and saw a ghost charging right at him! Before he could react the ghost slammed right into his mouth. Hal gave a muffled yelp as he felt cool ectoplasm flowing down his throat and into his chest, then down to his stomach. Hal tried to grab the ghost but his hands passed right through, and soon enough the entire ghost had squeezed into him and stuffed itself into his stomach. Suddenly Hal grew a pot belly, sloshing with ectoplasm and pressing against his white shirt, the buttons doing their best not to pop. His stomach started to shake and jiggle as the ectoplasm began to pump into the rest of his body, with large bulges rippling into his legs and arms to fill them out. One bulge went back up his throat and into his mouth, causing his cheeks to bulge with ectoplasm. The ghost’s movements made Hal stumble around, trying to clutch the bulges moving through him as he groaned.