"400?" You mutter to yourself. What on earth could that mean? With your curiosity peaked you pick it up and head to the changing rooms near the back. As you head on your way you see several other women heading to and fro, reading labels and picking out styles. Everything seemed to be incredibly normal however the tag of all things seemed off.
"Excuse me ma'am, are you here for the changing rooms?" A women said wearing a neat blue dress. At first you were startled from her abrupt entrance, however after composing yourself you turn to face her.
"Yes, I saw this dress and was curious. Are there any rooms open?" You say looking down the aisle.
"If you wouldn't mind me checking the tag quickly." The women said. You passed her over the dress, she'd quickly read over the tag and began leading you to the far left aisle. There had been less doors than before however along with each one being slightly farther apart. "This one looks good, if you wouldn't mind heading in." She said directing you into the room.
"Thank you." You say, nodding your head as you headed in. Just as you reach the center of the room the women closes the door behind you leaving nothing but you, the suit and the silence.
"Lets see here..." You say as you begin taking off your current clothes. Your suit seemed to fit perfectly, without it even being labeled as a small it just seemed to slip right on. "This is so weird..." You mutter to yourself. Just as you begin to head to the full wall mirror you begin to feel a slight bloated feeling. As if you'd eaten way to much however you had barely anything since this morning.
At first you ignore it, however the moment you see yourself in the mirror it becomes painfully clear what was happening. Your gut, which had once been a nice slim figure was growing immensely. The longer you stood more real it felt until eventually it stopped. Barely able to move due to shock you notice a small scale sitting in the corner of the room. At least you might be able to know how much you weight.
As you step on the true impact of your weight kicks in, the feeling of being overweight was surprising as it was completely alien to you. Simply walking to the other side of the room tired you out, similar to running a marathon.
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