"Oh? A visitor!"
You look to see a plump old woman with a shawl around her neck, spectacles on her nose, and a white hair tied in a bun. She looked like an old-fashioned kind of a kind grandmother.
"Oh, I didn't realize someone lived here, maim," you say, apologizing.
"Oh, its no problem, dearie," said the old woman with a smile. "It gets lonely around here at times. I was just baking some cookies to give to the local children. Would you care to have one?"
You turn it down, but the old woman insisted. She leads you to her kitchen, where she has a tray of the most delicious looking cookies. They were chocolate with marshmellow and peanut butter chunks. You pick one up and bite into it, noting its full of some kind of nougat. You are enthralled by it.
"Oh man! This is good!" you shout.
"Have some more, dearie. If you eat them all, I can always make more," smiled the old woman. You thank her and help yourself. In fact, you just can't stop! These cookies are way too good! You just eat and eat and eat! You just keep shoving more cookies into your mouth like a greedy pig.
What's weird is it seems like the tray isn't running out. It seems always full of cookies, like more come out of nowhere as you eat them.
"Have some milk," offered the old woman, giving you a glass of milk. You drink it down, but it feels like the glass is bottomless. Every time you stop to take a breath and eat more cookies, the glass is nearly full to the brim. It just doesn't empty!
"Oh dear...your clothes are so dirty...let me wash them. I even have something for you to put on until then," said the old woman. You strangely agree, and strip to your underwear. However, she insists on that too, and hands you something to put on while she turns her back. You switch your underwear with what she gave you: a big puffy stretchy diaper. But its like you don't seem to notice as you go back to stuffing your face
As you eat and drink, your body begins to grow...