Taking several deep breaths, Brenda calmed herself down and got control of her histerics. walking as calmly as she could to the lounge, she got a grip on her situation, she was slowly growing bigger, and nothing seemed to be slowing down. Taller and fatter seemed to be the case, thinking about it, Brenda needed to relax so she went to the vending machine and tried to reach into her pockets but found her pants felt like they were glued on her, her bloating thighs as her outfits got tighter, they were more restricting.
Looking herself over, her clothes started to show the signs of tearing as she bloated out of them growing bigger still.pretty soon, she was stuck and unable to move at all from filling out her clothes as she started tearing them and becoming bigger and fatter, and with a ripping all over, her clothes started falling to the ground and Brenda began to
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