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Post by inthecourt on Aug 9, 2012 14:38:06 GMT -4
"No!" I ran over to the sink best I could with what little muscle I had and peered in, discovering none of the liquid remained. Looking back at Amanda, she seemed to have slowed her eating, already far too large for her clothes. I walked over to her, hoping maybe she and I could join forces once more to lose the pudge.
"How you feeling?" I asked, putting a hand on her further fattened back.
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Post by observer on Aug 9, 2012 14:40:36 GMT -4
"Nice and Brreeeepppp full. Excuse me." She said, putting a swollen hand to her plumper lips. "Was the chef able to help?"
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 9, 2012 14:44:04 GMT -4
"No-" I say, crestfallen, "I think- well, I KNOW I insulted him and he told me to figure this all out myself. Need some help up?" She nodded and I grabbed her hand, trying to pull her up as she shifted her limbs about, doing about 90 percent of the work herself. She had definitely gained even more weight, though I couldn't really tell how much, or how much I had gained for that matter.
"We're gonna have to figure this out ourselves, it seems."
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Post by observer on Aug 9, 2012 14:48:05 GMT -4
"Oh...Well maybe I should get some bigger clothes first." She said, looking down at the torn remains of her uniform still clinging to her fat body. She reached back near her butt, trying to pull her thong made panties out.
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 9, 2012 14:49:14 GMT -4
"I guess I could use a change of clothes as well," I looked around the kitchen, "Doesn't seem like there's much else for us here, we may want to return to the weight room."
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Post by observer on Aug 9, 2012 14:54:59 GMT -4
Amanda nodded before leading the way. She got about as far as the door to the hallway before her fatter hips and thighs got stuck in the doorway. "Umm...could you give me a push?" She asked, struggling to unwedge herself.
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 9, 2012 14:57:46 GMT -4
With a slight nudge she pops out, I smirk at the comic nature of the situation.
"Watch out wide load," I say jokingly, "We can't afford to screw up again or you'll be permanently stuck in the weight room with hips like those."
I poke her adipose and laugh.
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Post by observer on Aug 9, 2012 15:07:12 GMT -4
Amanda blushed with emberassment as she led the way back to the weight room. "W-well if you get any bigger y-you'll need a wench to get pulled out of a doorway." She said in an attempt to poke fun at you.
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 9, 2012 15:09:50 GMT -4
"I did just walk through that door just fine," I say, but realizing that fighting will do us no good, I try to return relations to a more friendly stage and say, "But I was just kidding you know, either way this is all magical stuff... we'll both be thin in no time."
We enter the weight room once more, now both of us heading to the dresser to get something more size appropriate.
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Post by observer on Aug 9, 2012 15:20:43 GMT -4
"I hope so..." She said, pulling out a pair of granny panties before trying to find a slightly bigger bra. "I don't want to think about having this ass the rest of my life." She said, momentarily looking over her shoulder.
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 9, 2012 15:25:24 GMT -4
"I can agree with that," I say looking at my own backside, while not nearly as big as hers it was still far larger than I had ever hoped it would be. I grab some granny panties as well, apparently there were no male underwear available, and then grabbed a track suit that seemed it could take me gaining a few more pounds in it, even though I planned to lose weight rather than gain it. The room, however, may be thinking differently.
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Post by observer on Aug 9, 2012 15:38:28 GMT -4
Amanda found a larger maid outfit, but found it still a bit snug as she slipped it on. Looking herself over she found her belly and butt on perfect display in the snug outfit. "Think I should try to find something loose like you?" She asked as your body started tingling.
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 9, 2012 15:44:49 GMT -4
"Uh, I dunno-" I said, feeling the tingling as my body began to grow into the outfit, my rear starting to make a real name for itself in the world of fatasses and the rest of me becoming dumpier, pudgier, and softer. It only took about 5 seconds, but I'm easily up 20 pounds, now filling out the tracksuit very well.
"Damnit!" I cursed, "I'm even fatter!"
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Post by observer on Aug 10, 2012 13:31:05 GMT -4
Amanda looked at you in shock. "Maybe this outfit isn't as snug as I thought." She said, worried about getting fatter from trying on any looser clothes.
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 10, 2012 22:42:25 GMT -4
"Ugh-" I say angrily, feeling the now tight clothes grip my curves menacingly, "This is the worst place ever."
Back in the room once more, trying to lose weight once more, and again we really had no clue what to do. Countless options lay before us, liquids, cupboards with untold secrets, exercise equipment we already understood fairly well.
"What to do..."
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