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Chapter #8

An hour later

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"Well girls what did I tell you. Another successful change." Said the amazon like woman to the other less muscular women who had all regathered in the basement after the hour.

The other women nodded in agreement. Your change was indeed complete and drastic.

You sat on the remains of a chair that had given up under your increasing weight. You were licking your fingers trying desperatly to find any food that might have got stuck behind your nails. The craving had increased with every bite until it was so ovverpowering that all you could think about was food. Yet for all you ate you felt no fuller or any hungrier. The rest of your body however had definetly felt the effect of ll that food.

You were now easily as big if not a little bigger than the largest woman in here who weighed around 700 pounds on her own. Your shirt was now acting as a bra to your large moobs as it had ridden right up past your belly. Your pants had split and your belt had given away from the strain leaving you left in tatters and a pair of very stressed boxer's which also showed tears around the leg's and waist.

Your leg's were as thick as tree trunks. Not big trees big still big enough to use that analogy. Your feet had swelled up also making the soles as thick as work boot soles. Your arms were just as thick and your hands just as fat to the point were you had trouble moving your sausage like fingers.

Your as could easily take up a couch and still need more space and your neck had vanished under the rolls you had spilling onto your chest from your chin.

The woman smiled. The amazon stepped foward and knelled in front of you. You of course ignored her in favour of your effort's to find more food.

"Alright I think we can stop now." She said as she waved her hand in front of your face.

The air shimmered in front of your eye's briefly before you blinked as if waking and were suddenly free of the insatiable craving. You looked around in confusion seeing the woman surround you while smiling warmly.

"What happened." You ask before stopping suddenly as you feel the weight of something as you open your mouth to speak. You go to look down but the amazon kneels down again. This time holding what appears to be another bottle of mace.

"Don't worry cutie. You'll have time to figure that out later after we finish preparing you for your new life." She said before spraying your face.

Your last consious thought was of why your neck felt so heavy as you leaned backagainst the wall and passed out.

When you awoke you found youself...

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