Given the way things have always been between Lindsey and Issac, he has to admit he doesn't know if Lindsey is straight or gay. Given that he's never seen her with a boyfriend, and though she is adament that she has had them in the past and has mearly been secretive about such things, it does lead him to believe that they may have been a fabrication to cover the truth about her. Certainly it feels there is nothing to lose right now, as if she does react badly he figures he can always blame the game for messing things up with him.
With his mind made up he decides to make a move on her. She is sitting on the sofa right now, muttering to herself about how terrible it is to have grown so 'ugly', so slowly he moves his new, large body over to where she is and decide to sit down next to her, making sure his huge flabby sides were pressed up against her just a little. As Issac sits down she feels him brushing up against her and hears the sofa groan under his weight, she looks at him and gives him a sad look.
"How did things get so bad?" Lindsey says, clearly very miserable right now.
"What do you mean?" Issac asks softly, trying to find a way to comfort her.
"Look at us! Just an hour ago we were our normal selves and now look at what we've become! It's possible we'll be stuck like this forever. Both us doomed to be fat and ugly, with no one to ever want to go out with us" she says, starting to cry now
Seeing her pain you wrap her arm around her to comfort her and pull himself in closer, causing his fat gut to roll out onto her lap as he gives her a cuddle. "It might not be all THAT bad" Issac say reassuringly "Sure i'm a woman now, but i think it's a change i could get used to...and you don't need to worry about anyone never wanting to date you because you're fat."
"you can't be serious?" She groans thinking this to be one of Issac's dumb jokes "why would you possibly say that?"
"well...I guess I kind of like being like this." He admits to her "And I know that I like you being like that"
"Is....Issac, are you saying what I think i'm saying?" she asks
"I am" He nods as she is still embraced in his squishy hug and he then whispers softly to her "lets stop playing the game and stay like this, screw what others think, we can be happy like this...together!"
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