As the morning sun shone through your blinds and you realized you feel asleep on the couch. As you heaved yourself off using all your strength, you pause....you then waddled to what appears to be an en suite and look in the mirror.
"What the hell happened to me? Mom? Briana?" you cried in a husky womanly voice
Before you now was the a round chubby adult woman with her hair in a messy bun with a crinkled dress. Realizing that dvd might have something to do with it, in a panic, you rush to the phone with a phone book and look up Margret Robertson. As the phone was ringing, you look around to see noticeable change: The color of the walls, the arrangement of the furniture, and pictures of a really large woman that you have never seen before on the coffee table. Grabbing one of them, you realize that the woman in the picture was him. Several rings pass before someone picks it up, which feels like an eternity to the panicking, hungry woman.
"Robertson residence" Said a voice
"Is this Margret Robertson?" You ask
"It is? She said
"Thank heavens! It's me, John! You sold me that cooking dvd yesterday and it somehow turn me into a-"
"Jessica, calm yourself dear. Why don't you pop round for lunch and we'll talk" she said before hearing a dial tone
Jessica? why did she call me that? Not wanting to waste time, you head over to Margret's house. luckily it was walking distance unlike your old house.
Frantically pressing the doorbell you see the same large woman in the ill fitted sundress from yesterday but with a massive smile on her plump face.
"Jessica! thank you for dropping by. Those apple pies were scrumptious! Best come in."
Before you could muster any words, you were escorted to a armchair and you plop your massive booty there.
"Boy, that show really worked it's mumbo jumbo on you. Bet you're hungry after that long walk" she smiled.
As you got comfy, your stomach made a groaning sound. you tried to resist, but you were that tempted.
"I'll go get some snacks then I'll explain your current circumstances" Margret said as she went to the kitchen.
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