Choking from anticipation, Michael slowly peeked into the bedroom to watch Sally transform. She was naked with her back turned to him, but he could see the changes beginning as her hips began to widen and her firm butt began to enlarge. He saw her head move downward to gaze at her apparently expanding chest. "Oh, wow, they must be a D cup already! I could get used to this!"
Unable to wait any longer, Michael sneaked into the room and grabbed Sally around the waist, startling her. Michael was shocked; her stomach felt oddly soft and fleshy in his hands. "Wow, did Heather gain weight since the last time I saw her? When did she give you that bikini?"
"Bikini?" asked Sally, raising an eyebrow. "I thought... oh god." Sally looked down as her breasts seemed to get even larger. "That's right, I completely forgot! Those were Betty's shoes, not Heather's!"
Michael stepped back and gazed in awe at his expanding wife. Her breasts had become immense: her now pudgy little hands could barely support their weight. Her legs and hips began accumulating fat rapidly. "Damn, I've got her Thunder Thighs!" exclaimed Sally as she noted how they rubbed together with each step. Her hair became short and blond; her face began to contort and her chin doubled, then tripled. Her hands grabbed hold of her growing belly as her flabby arms jiggled.
Betty's ass had been a thing of legend. Now, Sally possessed her gargantuan rump, jutting out of her body, giving her an incredibly distinct pear shape. She placed her hands on her butt and squeezed. She turned to Michael. "Well, baby," she said. "Looks like you're going to learn the meaning of 'more cushion for the pushin'!'"
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