This choice: They inject Betty with a little something to 'enhance' the WG and spread it! • Go Back...Chapter #5The begining of Betty's BIG change by: Unknown "Maybe we should inject her with some more Bimbonion chemical stuff? Give her a nice, strong scent and personality that even the weird earthlings who WON'T like Betty enormous gravitate towards her~!" One student suggested, distracting herself by picking a particularly large booger out of her nose.
"Yes, yes that's BRILLIANT~! Surely earthlings aren't so backwards as to *not* be attracted to someone several thousand pounds, with a fragrant body odour and the self-confidence to soil themselves in public~! But we can't tell Betty, she'll be too excited and go to sleep again!"
Taking another syringe, the girls injected Betty in her belly again, giggling as she responded in her passed out stage with a particularly wet fart.
"All right girls, all that's left is to inject her head with a secret lil' something aaaaaand done~! She'll be completely unaware of how beautiful she's becoming until she's completely matured!" Cynthia proclaimed as she looked down at the still sleeping Betty; whether it was their imagination or not Betty seemed to be drooling at a faster rate. "Hmmm, though it needs SOMETHING to top it off..."
"How about it SPREADS to all her friends on earth? Then we'll have a whole bunch of cute earthling girls Betty can introduce us to~!" One girl said, looking down at the near-naked Betty with a bit of lust in her eyes.
"That's EXCELLENT, though we might have to inject Betty with a little something if you girls feel like... Uh... Being extra friendly with her and her friends!" Cynthia produced the two last syringes of body-altering chemicals and shoved them in Betty's belly. "Done and done~! Oh wait, she's stirring... Uh, girls, you know the drill!"
Waking up, Betty looked around at the nervously smiling girls. "What just happened?" "Oh, you just said you were FAR too tired to help us with our experiment, then fell plum asleep on our table again! You were moving around a lot, so you must of been having a very icky dream indeed~!" Rubbing her eyes, Betty vaguely remembers fragments of earlier events, but can't quite piece them together.
"Eh... I dreamed you guys *did* experiment on me... But... Nah, it's nothing! Sorry I feel asleep on you girls like that, would you like me to help you now-" "No no, no need for that Betty~! We'll just take you back home so you can get your much needed rest~! Don't worry about our contact details, we'll visit to see how you're doing~!" Cynthia said, Betty noticing a new dome lowering over her as she could see they were teleporting her back to her bed. "Sure, feel free to drop by anytime... Just... Find a way to blend in!" Betty said, waving sweetly as the class waved back until she was gone in a flash of bright light.
Sighing happily, Cynthia turned to her class. "I have digs on Betty when we come back to her the size of this spaceship~!" "Awwwww..." Cynthia's class said in disappointment.
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Waking up the next morning, Betty got out of bed to find she was still in her underwear, her pink PJ's in a heap next to her bed. *Eh, Cynthia and co. must've thought they were some sort of prison clothes at first! Now let's see what's for breakfast~!* Putting them back on, Betty came downstairs to find her mother happily cooking, a stack of pancakes waiting for her.
"Mooom, you always cook too much for me!" Betty says as she sits down, eying the sticky tower smothered in maple syrup and cream.
"NONSENSE Betty, you're a growing girl~! You worry too much about your weight- we Barrets have the fastest metabolisms in the world, we'll ALWAYS be trim and taught! Just try a little bit for your mom, okay sweetie~?" Her mom cooed as she stirred up some batter in the kitchen, making some more for herself.
Rolling her eyes, Betty cut off a small piece and placed it in her mouth. "Mmmmm, that's really good mom! Can I-" "Swallow it Betty, 'waste not, want not' after all~!"
Taking a gulp, Betty felt the small chunk of unbelievably sweet fried batter flow down her throat, only to suddenly as it hit her stomach....  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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