"You know what, Ashley?" You say as you walk over to her and sit across from her on the table. "You're right. I should think about gaining a couple of pounds!"
"That's the spirit!" she says as she continues to stuff her face, oblivious to the fact that you just gained ten pounds.
"How much weight should I gain?" You ask, putting on 20 more pounds. Ashley still doesn't notice.
"As much as you can, sis," she says as she stops eating for a second to massage her growing gut. She looks up at you and frowns. "You know, you do look like you've put on some weight." She reaches out a fat arm and pats your protruding belly, sending jiggles through your body as you command yourself to keep gaining until you say to stop.
Ashley pulls her hand back, watching your body as it starts to swell with pure flab. A few minutes later, Ashley's like a twig compared to you. You thought she was fat before with her ass draped over the chair, but it's nothing compared to you now that yours is enveloping the table. The table crashes to the ground as you keep gaining, showing no signs of stopping. At around 800 pounds, you cease.
You thank God that you made your clothes grow with you, otherwise you'd be too constricted to breathe. You somehow heave your massive thighs into a standing position and look down at Ashley.
But, instead of doing something cruel, you help her up.
"How'd you like to be as fat as I am?" You ask her as she nods enthusiastically.
"I'll make you bigger than this, but first you need to help me with something..."
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