After inspecting her new figure, Franziska came to a realisation: She actually liked her new figure better then her old one. While it was true that her figure had changed in one night, it hadn't changed in a bad way in her eyes. Looking at her much larger breasts, the formally flat-chested Franziska felt a surge of pride at them, as well at her expanded rear. As for the rest of her body, Franziska admitted that she liked the feeling of softness her body had now.
"I always thought gaining weight was a foolish idea, but now,..." Franziska mumbled to herself. She was happy and interested in the fact that she had gained an hourglass figure through last night's binge. For most of her life, Franziska had been secretly envious of other women and their figures when compared to hers. It seemed that puberty had been unkind to Franziska, as she had been flat chested and without any curves for most of her life, so naturally she was over joyed to see she had finally gotten what she had been secretly desired for so long, and all she had to do was gain some weight.
Franziska thought about this. The idea of gaining weight seemed like an idiotic idea to her before, but after seeing the effect it had on her body, she was having second thoughts. Seeing as how she was the last von Karma, Franziska tried to justify the act of gaining weight as helping her body to become perfect, as since she was walking the road of perfection, she naturally most have the perfect body to match it. And if gaining weight was the way to do it, Franziska would do it.
And, thought Franziska was loathed to admit it, she liked it. She liked last night's binge, and how good it felt to be totally stuffed, and she wanted to stuff herself more. But most of all, she loved her new figure, and how beautiful she felt. She loved her new hourglass figure, and she wanted to make it bigger, to make up her years at being a flat-chested girl, and she wanted to start right now.
A sudden hungry growl coming from her stomach interrupted Franziska's thoughts.
"How am I so foolishly hungry after all I ate last night?" Franziska asked herself. Another growl came from her stomach, and Franziska shrugged, deciding to simply get something to eat and end her stomach's growls. But first, Franziska decided to put back her clothes on., though she had some difficultly putting back on her dress and skirt. She eventually succeeded in putting her clothes on, though they remained tight on her. Franziska looked at herself in the mirror, and noted that the dress had starteched herself around her breasts, showing just how big they had gotten, and the top button showed signs of strain trying to hold in her breasts, while her butt poked out of her skirt. She made a mental note to buy larger clothes for herself.
Another growl acme from Franziska's stomach, reminding her to get something to eat. She walked out of her room, feeling her thighs rub against each other, and into her office. She looked at the fridge and remembered how it was full of cakes last night, so she thought that perhaps there was still something in there. She walked over to the fridge, ready to see if there was still something in it to fill up her stomach's hunger.
When Franziska opened the fridge she found that it was...