She recited the incantation, and, no sooner having the words float off of her tongue, Melissa felt your head spin. She rose up, fearing that maybe she was dehydrating. She tried to pour the bottle's contents down her throat, but, as the world spun around her, she found herself missing, the water cascading down her plump cheeks, rounded neck, and over the fabric of her shirt.
Soon, she fell to the ground with a massive bang.
Hours passed before she awoke again, groggily. She ran a plump hand up her face, shaking her head to knock the grogginess out of her. Did the spell work? Was she really in a world far different from her own? She glanced around, assuming that the world was different. She approached a mirror, seeing her fat self staring back, glasses adorned on her face. She smiled, slightly, resting her plump fingertips on the edges of her glasses as she smiled, cheeks beat red, butterflies dancing in her rather large stomach.
She waddled downstairs, where she found her sister.
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