You dive towards her to try to stop your fourteen year old sister, but in mid-jump, you're bounced away by her wall of fat.
"Hmmm...this stuff tastes GOOOOOOD..." she giggles.
She grows fatter and fatter, eventually pushing you out of the room. How many pills had she eaten? And how many more will she eat?
"Stop eating those!" you call out to her, as you run away from her spreading expanse of flab, which were covering the house, room by room.
"But I like them!" she whined, between gulps.
"Grrr...well how many more are left?"
"Well, that's the weird thing...(gulp, GROW)...I keep eating them...(gulp, GROOOW)...but for every one of them I eat (gulp, GROOOOOOOW)...another takes its place."
You clenched your fists. Damn magic.
She was now fattening REALLY quickly. You fled out through the front door, and just in time as her blubber brings the house crashing down on top of her. At first you're scared she might be hurt, but you soon see that all the debris just bounced or slid off her huge, soft, smooth, glistening body.
"I'm serious!" you plead, as her flesh continues to spread "Stop eating those! Can't you see how fat you're getting?"
She actually stopped eating for a second, and stares at you. She then said--
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