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Post by observer on Aug 25, 2012 23:47:51 GMT -4
"Sounds like a good idea, but...Are you sure you don't mind getting a bit fatter?" She asked.
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 26, 2012 1:14:47 GMT -4
"I'd rather not gain any more weight," I admitted, "But I'm already way fatter than I want to be, so if taking on a few more pounds will get you light enough to keep moving, allowing us to discover how to actually thin ourselves down- I'm game."
I attached one end of the tube to myself, and another to her, looking down, "Ready?"
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Post by observer on Aug 26, 2012 13:55:03 GMT -4
Amanda nodded as best she could, looking at the hose.
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 26, 2012 14:09:26 GMT -4
Pressing a small button on a dial connected to the hose spurred it into action, as it began to produce a low humming sound. Amanda could feel her mass shrinking away, her body starting to cover less area on the floor, and looked up at Isaac to see him slowly filling out with her lost poundage.
"10 pounds transferred," The machine somehow vocalized in a dull, female voice.
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Post by observer on Aug 26, 2012 14:20:33 GMT -4
Amanda smiled weakly as the machine continued to hum. She prepared herself to get up from the floor once she lost enough weight. "20 pounds transferred." The machine said as Amanda lost more weight while Isaac continued to grow.
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 27, 2012 8:38:56 GMT -4
"Just tell me when you think you can move," I said as I could feel myself swelling up like a balloon, well like a heavy balloon. I really didn't want to gain any more weight than I had to.
"30 pounds transferred," the machine announced once again, and the weight continued to pile on...
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Post by observer on Aug 28, 2012 2:32:13 GMT -4
Amanda tried pushing herself up, finding it still difficult. "40 pounds transferred." The machine said. She kept trying to get up as she continued losing weight. "50 pounds transferred." The machine said as Amanda found herself to move a bit better. "I think that should be good." Amanda said, as she started getting up slowly.
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 28, 2012 15:59:33 GMT -4
Breathing a sigh of relief, I clicked the machine off as Amanda slowly but surely rose to her feet. A seismic shift had occurred between us in terms of weight, an 100 pound net change making me 50 pounds heavier and Amanda 50 pounds lighter. I couldn't really tell how I looked, but I was pretty sure I was still a bit thinner than her.
"You okay?" I asked, moving my even heavier form toward her.
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Post by observer on Aug 29, 2012 3:44:06 GMT -4
"Still a bit sluggish, but better." She smiled. "So, what do you think we should try next to get us thinner?"
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 29, 2012 16:42:06 GMT -4
"I have no idea..." I said honestly as I looked around, "Literally any one of these things could make us even fatter..."
I surveyed the room quickly, rubbing my larger belly as I did so without much thought.
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Post by observer on Aug 30, 2012 0:03:05 GMT -4
"I hope something can make us thinner." Amanda said, a worried look on her face as she looked over to the rooms door. "We're too big to go far from this room, let alone get out the door." She said before surveying the room.
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Post by inthecourt on Aug 31, 2012 21:05:45 GMT -4
"Nah, I can probably get out the door-" I said, "Maybe you couldn't..."
I smirk at her, and she responds with a rather angry glare.
"Oh lighten up, will ya?"
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Post by observer on Sept 1, 2012 14:27:33 GMT -4
"Thought I just did?" She smirked, patting your belly. "Maybe you should take your own advice." She said as she walked back over to the wardrobe.
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Post by inthecourt on Sept 1, 2012 20:40:31 GMT -4
A little put off by this, I respond angrily, "You tryna say you're skinnier than me, wideload?"
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Post by observer on Sept 1, 2012 23:59:15 GMT -4
"W-well..." She said, a bit nervous from your anger as she looked for some better fitting clothes. "Have you looked in a mirror?" She asked, finding a blue sun dress about her current size.
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