"So you have no previous history of obesity?"
"No."
"Overweight family members?"
"No."
"Have you drastically changed your eating habits recently?"
"No," you gasp, "I haven't done anything different. I just woke up and I was fat," you half-lie.
You wiggle around on the sanitary paper placed over the couch in the doctor's office with you in your bra and panties and the doctor, a woman in her mid-30s, completely stumped.
"Well," you admit, figuring that you could always make her too fat for words to escape if things go wrong, "There was this note, and after I read it it made me get this fat!"
"This fat?"
"Well, I came out of the whole note thing weighing 220, but I've eaten a lot since then so I don't know. I've probably gained a pound or two."
Trying to ignore the whole mysterious note situation, the doctor said "Here, get up on this scale."
You leap from the couch, making a loud noise on the hard floor, and step onto the scale.
She positions and repositions the heavy bars on the scale until your weight of 268 is revealed.
"My God, what have you eaten today?"
You think back. "Enough pancakes to feed two people for about three weeks, two entire pizzas, three family sized bags of chips, four whole cakes..."
"How?"
You decide to admit it all. "The note also gave me the power to manipulate weight and appetite. I just kept making myself hungrier so I could make more room."
She clears her throat. "I believe this rapid weight gain has rendered you a bit mentally unstable, I think we should-"
The doctor is cut off by the sight of you quickly growing, climbing the scale higher and higher. She rushes to get the weights as high as they can go to 00 pounds, and when you hit exactly that you stop to find that your undergarments have broken off.
There's also been a bit of a rub-off effect on the doctor; you can see a small potbelly forming on her.
She notices it too.
"Well, I have no idea what we're dealing with here... I swear I won't say anything, just don't use your power on me any more!"
You take away the bit of pudge you gave her, shrink to 220 pounds, don your clothes and head off to do something else.
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