Jane, still overwhelmed by the changes, took one last glance at Jade, now thin and carefree, before she turned and shuffled back towards her house. The feeling of her body moving was foreign—each step caused her newly enlarged frame to sway, her thick thighs rubbing together, her belly jiggling with every motion. The tight, glittery outfit she now wore clung to her curves, emphasizing her size in a way she wasn’t prepared for.
She finally reached the front door, the steps up to the porch feeling like a small mountain. Her breath was already a bit labored by the time she crossed the threshold. As she stepped inside, the house looked mostly the same, which brought a brief sense of relief—until she reached the stairs leading to her bedroom. Each step felt like a challenge, her body not used to carrying so much weight. By the time she reached the top, she was sweating, her chest heaving with exertion.
When she opened the door to her room, she froze, her eyes wide with shock. The room had changed completely. Where once there had been simple, minimalistic decor, the space was now an extravagant, pink-themed sanctuary, clearly designed with her new lifestyle in mind. The bed was enormous, the frame reinforced and draped with luxurious pink sheets that looked soft enough to sink into. The headboard was padded, lined with tufted velvet, and decorated with elegant stitching. Above the bed hung a large mirror, angled perfectly to reflect the entirety of the room.
Every surface was covered in items that suggested a life centered around indulgence and self-care. Shelves were lined with snacks—everything from bags of chips to boxes of gourmet chocolates—and the scent of sugary sweetness hung faintly in the air. A vanity table sat in the corner, loaded with high-end beauty products, along with a row of colorful wigs on display.
But it was the opposite wall that truly stunned her. It was dominated by a massive computer setup, complete with multiple monitors, a top-of-the-line camera, and an array of lighting equipment. Plush, oversized chairs sat in front of the setup, clearly designed to accommodate her new size. The space screamed “cam girl studio,” and Jane quickly realized that this was what her life had become.
Her phone buzzed in her hand, drawing her attention. She fumbled to unlock it, her fingers now chubbier and softer, making the task more difficult than it had been just that morning. The notification was from a messaging app she didn’t recognize, but when she opened it, there was a name at the top of the chat: “RubyFeast.”
"Hey Jane! Can’t wait for our stream tonight 😘 We’re going to break the internet! Make sure you’re ready to gorge—I've got a surprise for you!"
Jane stared at the message, her heart pounding. She barely had time to process what this collaboration might involve before she heard the faint ding of another message arriving. RubyFeast had sent a photo of herself—an incredibly voluptuous, confident woman lounging in a bean bag chair, a playful grin on her face. The caption read: "Let’s make this our biggest night ever—literally!"
Jane swallowed hard, her throat suddenly dry. She could feel the weight of her new life pressing down on her, both literally and figuratively. Everything was different now, and there was no escaping it.
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