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Eliza loved jogging at the city's park. Especially in the earliest of mornings in spring; where nobody was around and the birds haven't even sung their song yet. It being a cover for her condition was a cherry on top of the pie. The cool breeze ran across her face as she sprinted down the curving pathways. Dressed up in a running shorts, a blue hoodie, and, strangely enough, a mouth mask. A small backpack was strapped to her back, madly jiggling with her movements. One earplug was firmly in her right ear, blaring music straight into it. Eliza didn't have a care on the planet, except running. That was until she heard a crash coming from her left. Taking a abrupt stop, Eliza took out her single earplug and looked towards the source.
"Dammit, Steve you should of warned me if it was too heavy!" a voice rang outwards. Eliza could faintly see a few outlines a hundred or so feet from her. They were packed on a grassy knoll and what seemed to be a stage was being set up. Various boxes were unloaded and even some stands were being set up. The location of the voice indicated two figures currently arguing from her position. A couple of long boxes were on the ground in front of them. It seemed like something was going on, but it didn't concern Eliza and she just about to start running again. That was until a thought came over her.
"Wait, I know that voice" Eliza thought to herself and turned around. She focused on the one of the figures and she gasped behind her mask. It was Daniel, a local coffee shop worker and a friend that Eliza had. Smiling to herself, Eliza wanted to get his attention. She tried to yell out something, but the figures didn't react.
"I probably sound muffled behind the mask, I'm going to go take this off and try to get his attention." her thought passing through her head. Pulling down her mask, she took a deep breath and called out to him. "Hey, Daniel" loud enough that she alerted, but not a loud enough to disturb the workers.One of the two figures she saw reacted, turning its head towards her and waving. Daniel seemed to be walking over to her and Eliza smiled back. Taking in a deep breath of spring air, unaware that a strong breeze just so happened to be passing through carrying pollen with it. Which in turn went down her straight down her gullet.
Gagging, Eliza grasped her throat and quickly placed her mask back on. It was too late however and she could already feel the sneeze building up and something else building up besides it.
Eliza tried to hold back the sneeze, but it was too strong. She felt her hips, thighs, and buttocks starting to tingle and swell as she let out a loud "Achoo!" into her mask. She quickly glanced down at her lower body and felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her as she saw the fabric of her running shorts start to strain against her expanding curves.
Daniel approached her with a smile on his face, oblivious to the changes happening to Eliza's body. "Hey Eliza, what brings you here?" he asked.
Eliza tried to respond, but another sneeze interrupted her. She felt the weight on her lower body increase, and her shorts started to feel uncomfortably tight. She tried to hide the changes from Daniel, but it was getting harder and harder as her body continued to expand with each sneeze.
As they chatted, Eliza's body continued to grow. Her thighs were now rubbing together, and her butt had become so big that she was sure it was the only thing Daniel could see. She was so embarrassed by her condition that she could barely focus on the conversation.
After a few minutes, Daniel's expression changed from cheerful to concerned. "Are you feeling okay, Eliza?" he asked, noticing the discomfort in her face.
Eliza tried to play it off, but another sneeze hit her and she felt the weight on her lower body increase even more. She could feel her running shorts digging into her skin, and she knew it wouldn't be long before they burst at the seams.
"I'm fine, just allergies," she said, trying to hide her discomfort.
But Daniel wasn't convinced. "Are you sure?" he asked, now noticing the strain on her clothing. "You don't look well."
(Continue the story with Eliza embarrassingly excusing herself and jogging away, her plumped up thighs and butt jiggling with each foot fall. Have Daniel watch her go with a concerned interest, noticing something different and somehow attractive about her, but not quite able to place it. As she jogs back home along the path, have other joggers steal glances at her unusually bottom-heavy figure. Have her shorts finally tear with a sneeze as she's rounding the corner onto her street.)
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Eliza could feel her face flushing with embarrassment as she tried to come up with an excuse to leave. "I really should be going, Daniel," she said quickly, her voice cracking slightly.
Without waiting for a response, Eliza turned and started jogging away as fast as she could. She could feel her plumped-up thighs and butt jiggling with each footfall, making her feel even more self-conscious.
As she jogged along the path, Eliza noticed that other joggers were stealing glances at her unusually bottom-heavy figure. She could feel their eyes on her, and she wished she could disappear into the ground.
But despite her embarrassment, Eliza couldn't help but notice a strange feeling of pleasure building inside her. The tingling sensation in her lower body was intensifying, and she felt a sudden rush of warmth between her legs.
She tried to ignore it, focusing instead on getting back home as quickly as possible. But as she rounded the corner onto her street, she felt a sudden sneeze building up inside her.
Before she could stop to try and pacify the growing tickling sensation in her nose, the sneeze exploded out of her. And with it came the final straw - the fabric of her running shorts tore apart, unable to contain her ever-expanding curves any longer.
Eliza gasped as the torn fabric flapped around her hips, exposing her swollen thighs and buttocks to the world. She could feel the breeze against her bare skin, and she knew that she must look like a complete and utter mess.
Eliza couldn't believe what had just happened. She quickly looked around, praying that no one was watching before she left her torn shorts behind and continued jogging the remaining quarter-mile or so to her house in just her hoodie and shoes, her cellulite-plumped thighs and butt now only sporting a thong-like pair of pink cotton panties that had ridden deep up into the crevice between her enormous cheeks.
She was teary-eyed with embarrassment as she made it through her front door with another sneeze and accompanying jiggling expansion. Eliza quickly ran to her bedroom, avoiding the mirrors that lined her hallway, and collapsed onto her bed in a fit of tears.
What was happening to her? Why did she have to have this stupid condition...?
Eliza lay there for what felt like hours, too embarrassed to even move. But eventually, she knew she had to face the reality of what had happened.
She slowly got up from her bed and made her way to the bathroom, steeling herself for what she might see in the mirror.
What she saw shocked her - her lower body had grown to almost twice its size, packing on what must've easily been sixty pounds. Her thighs were massive, and her buttocks looked like two enormous pillows.
Eliza didn't know what to do. She couldn't go out in public like this. She couldn't even leave her own home without people staring at her. She had pairs of special ordered super stretchy leggings for occasions like this, but wasn't sure if she could face the outside world.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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