Katz
Resident of the Mansion
'I'm sorry, No dogs allowed.'
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Post by Katz on Jan 2, 2012 6:07:10 GMT -4
Black eyeliner appered around the area of Turles eyes, all he could do was watch himself in the mirror as the rest of the makeup was aplied to his puffy girly face, as she looked on in horror, speachless.
His jeans were still stuck to her, so thight it almost was able to compress the fat of her ginormous swollen ass and thunder thighs, giving his lower half a fight, trying to contain the lard within, but was only a matter of time until it gave way
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Post by observer on Jan 2, 2012 6:15:51 GMT -4
Suddenly a knock came from the door. "Anybody using this room?" A guys voice asked.
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Katz
Resident of the Mansion
'I'm sorry, No dogs allowed.'
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Post by Katz on Jan 2, 2012 6:26:32 GMT -4
Shocked as he was, Turles couldn't reply. It was either the fact that a few minuets ago he was a fit, 19 year old man, and now he was a almost-obese redhead with a ass the size of china. Or the fact that his jeans were still compressing his belly, causing slot of pain, and making it hard to breate
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Post by observer on Jan 2, 2012 6:32:58 GMT -4
Turles jeans groaned as they continued trying to keep his new fat ass and thighs contained. The door swung open as a young guy about 20 or so walke in. He had light brown hair and blue eyes. Heappeared to be almost as fit as Turles had been moments ago. "Hey fat ass why didn't you answer?" He asked angrilly as he noticed Turles.
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Katz
Resident of the Mansion
'I'm sorry, No dogs allowed.'
Posts: 442
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Post by Katz on Jan 2, 2012 6:39:46 GMT -4
"....Listen", he was able to ussher out at him, in a strangely deep, but feminie voice. after being offended, since she is now the one thing that she used to hate.. "le...leave this mansion quick". She attempted to warn him,while his jeans ripped a little at the seams again
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Post by observer on Jan 2, 2012 15:26:37 GMT -4
"Leave? Have you seen that white-out out there?" He asked angrilly, pointing back down the hallway. "I'll be lucky if I can get out of here in the morning."
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Katz
Resident of the Mansion
'I'm sorry, No dogs allowed.'
Posts: 442
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Post by Katz on Jan 2, 2012 15:40:03 GMT -4
"You shouldn't care about the cold!" Turles replied, "This place changes you...." she replied as she looked at herself in the mirror.
He was simply too embarrassed to say to the man that he looked similar to him moments ago. All the man could see was a fat redhead goth who was wearing clothes too small for her
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Post by observer on Jan 2, 2012 15:55:34 GMT -4
"Changes you?" He asked with a skeptical look before smiling. "What is the food so good but really fatenning? That would explain those small clothes your wearring." He laughed, turning to leave.
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Katz
Resident of the Mansion
'I'm sorry, No dogs allowed.'
Posts: 442
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Post by Katz on Jan 2, 2012 16:24:19 GMT -4
"Whatever", she replied, not caring about the man, and more about what situation she was in.
Her Jeans were struggling to cling on to her lower half, with a few seams keeping it attached to her massive thighs. They were starting to make a tearing sound around the back of her ass.
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Post by observer on Jan 2, 2012 16:30:27 GMT -4
Looking down she could see a whole in the seat of her pants. Her zipper and button groaned as her belly pushed out a bit with every breath.
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Katz
Resident of the Mansion
'I'm sorry, No dogs allowed.'
Posts: 442
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Post by Katz on Jan 2, 2012 16:37:55 GMT -4
The button on Turles jeans finally gave way, popping off giving her belly a much needed relief.
"Finally...." She sighed and took a breath of relief. as the jeans zipper was evidently pushed down by his belly as well, exposing her huge overhang and deep belly button. "Oh man" She said, grabbing the overhang with both hands, "Why couldn't this of happened to that asshole who left?"
With the man out of the room, Turles decided to strip her lower half, though this wasn't going to be easy. His lower freedom still had to contend with his thick thighs.
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Post by observer on Jan 3, 2012 1:31:06 GMT -4
Turles began pushing his pants down, but didn't get far. Her pants were almost painted on to her thicker thighs. Looking in the mirror she noticed a few tears in her pants around her thighs.
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Katz
Resident of the Mansion
'I'm sorry, No dogs allowed.'
Posts: 442
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Post by Katz on Jan 3, 2012 7:43:21 GMT -4
Her jeans were ripped at the seat, exposing his white underwear what had also been stretched, but an unknown amount of damage has been caused, due to the remainder of his jeans refusing to to move from it's current position.
Turles looked up. and stared into the mirror. Up to now, the entire ordeal had been like a dream, He could feel what was happening to him. But knew at the end something was going to make it all better and make him return to normal. But now, it hit him.
Looking into the mirror, he examined every inch of his body.
She opened her plump black lipstick lips while looking at the roundness of her face, her black masscara took over her blue eyes, while the rest of her face was pale white, just like the rest of her body. It truly was a black and white face, other than her hair, what has since the transformation, turned into a pixie layered hairstyle.
The rest of her body however....
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Post by observer on Jan 4, 2012 1:30:53 GMT -4
Her breasts, squished inside his shirt, looked to be close to DD's. Turning to her side she saw her freed belly was sticking out an aditional 2 or 3 inches than when it was held back by her pants. Her ass on the other hand looked like it was a bit bigger than the girl in the photo. Looking at her pants full of rips it was obvious she wouldn't be able to get them back up with her fat ass. Squinting she thought she saw her thighs pushing out a bit from the tears in her pants.
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Katz
Resident of the Mansion
'I'm sorry, No dogs allowed.'
Posts: 442
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Post by Katz on Jan 4, 2012 2:42:24 GMT -4
Puffs of fat were able to escape from the tears in her jeans, and as she ran her fingers over them, they were incredibly squishy and seemed to have jiggled in even the slightest of movement. Overall, he looked like an overweight (almost obese) redhead goth with a pear shaped body.
Turles looked closer at the mirror, and saw that his hips were looking like they were widening again around the thigh and ass area. Although this time, very slowly
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