You're staring blankly ahead in a vast, dark place. There's nothing around you, you're completely alone until a voice pierces the silence from behind you. You turn around and see the raven haired woman from the parking lot at Fatty Patty's, she just seems to be standing there a short way away, staring at you. You open your mouth to speak but find you can't. The woman had a short black dress on, it blended perfectly into the dark surroundings against her pale skin. Slowly she began to approach you, taking short and deliberate steps. You try to move towards her too but find that you're rooted to the spot and simply have to watch as she comes over to you, as she does so however, something odd begins to happen. Her entire form begins to glow green softly, little sparkles covering her body as she begins to gain weight, her body piling on fat with each step she takes. Her eyes especially glow brightest green as she grows ever closer, and ever bigger. By the time she has reached you she is at least four times the size, her little black dress still holding her all in somehow, but she has grown a lot, her immense cleavage rests upon a big, rounded belly, her hips have grown twice as wide and you can only imagine what her butt looks like.
She leans up gently as though to kiss you, resting one of each of her hands on your shoulders. But instead of kissing you, she takes a deep inhale and then breathes out into your mouth, am emerald green smoke emanates from her mouth and enters yours, you feel it spread all throughout your body as an immense feeling of warmth and comfort takes over you. You close your eyes and enjoy it for a few moments, opening them again and looking down at her, but something seems off. You look down at notice that you've gained a little weight all over, your belly rolls over the top of your boxers slightly more as they struggle to contain your slightly bigger butt. You look at her, her face has twisted into a smile and her body appears to have lost a little weight. "How?!" you exclaim, but just as quickly as it appeared, the dream has melted away, replaced by the sound of your alarm clock. You mutter under your breath a little and rub your eyes as you awaken.
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