Running a hand through her hair, Natasha made a face. She had washed her hair the other day, but she could feel how greasy, how oily it felt. It wasn't a nice feeling.
"Jeez... I really need to wash it if it's this greasy", Natasha said, turning on the shower. She stuck her head underneath the stream of water and started scrubbing.
After finishing, she dried her hair and looked back at her reflection. She ran her hand through her hair again, and gasped.
It was still greasy. It felt even dirtier, if that was possible.
"I just washed it!" She exclaimed, crossing her arms. "Why is it still greasy?"
Deciding to try and ignore her hair, Natasha headed downstairs, still in her pyjamas. It wasn't that she had forgotten to change, but she simply didn't care.
Walking into the kitchen, Natasha yawned a good morning to her mother, who was busy making breakfast.
"Still tired?" Her mother asked playfully.
"I feel... drained. I really couldn't be bothered doing anything today..." Natasha mumbled, absent-mindedly scratching her ass.
"Well, it's the weekend, so no school. You can go back to bed after breakfast if you really want", her mother said, placing a plate of toast, bacon and scrambled eggs on the table.
Natasha sat down and started devouring her meal. Grease from the bacon dripped onto her lap. She dropped egg when she lifted the fork to her mouth, and crumbs from the toast rained down the front of her top. As Natasha ate, weight was slowly added to her body. Her belly rounded out, while her breasts and ass filled with fat. Her face became rounder, and a second chin started forming.
Upon finishing, Natasha let out a burp, causing her mother to tell her off.
"You shouldn't do stuff like that, Natasha. It's not lady-like", her mother said, with a stern look on her face.
In response, Natasha yawned, before apologizing. She got to her feet, ignoring her extra weight, and headed back up to her room.
"Man, I'm not usually this tired... Or that messy", She noted, taking notice of the grease stains on her pyjama bottoms. She didn't notice the crumbs that had fallen down between her breasts.
Collapsing on her bed, Natasha lay there for a while before...
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