Evie's stomach growled loudly; she was craving something awfully, all of a sudden. She moved through to her kitchen, toweling her hair; her dressing gown was a little snugger than usual. Looking into her fridge, Evie contemplated what she wanted. Her stomach gurgled. She needed something quick. After extracting a large packet of ham. Soon she'd eaten that. Huh. Still hungry. A block of cheese was soon to follow and a whole pack of yogurts.
Evie repeated the process a couple of times; soon she'd emptied it. Finished gorging, Evie let out a womanly burp and excused herself. It was strange. She moved through to her living room, more sort of waddled; she'd eaten too much, and curled up in her armchair.
Brushing her hair, in the sun streaming in through the window, she began to feel very dizzy again; her limbs were also beginning to hurt. However, it passed after about five minutes.She picked up a book, she was very conscious of, for some reason, her hips were feeling awfully squashed in the chair. She turned a page and noticed the green tint had spread across her fingers. "Must be the shampoo" she muttered aloud. She pulled her gown across her breasts.It must have come undone.
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