Tifa began to wonder. How strong are these recipes? If just one bowl of pudding could do this to her, than what about two bowls, or a large cake? She began imagining herself a 400 lb woman, feasting on a table full of desserts. She smiled and messaged her soft belly at the thought of it. A hungry grumble emerged from her pudgy belly.
"Don't worry, I'll fill you up nice."
She quickly rushed into the kitchen and found her cookbook still lying where she left it. Picking it up, she flipped through the pages, trying to find a much more potent recipe. What she found, was a recipe was a recipe for a large three layer cake. Tifa wasted no time finding the ingredients and began cooking. She made the batter and poured it into three cake trays, then put them into the oven. The recipe took twenty minutes to bake, so Tifa tried to find something to eat while she waited. She found a bag of cookies and began to chow down. The cookies tasted especially delicous to her. She finished the bag, nad began licking the crumbs from the bottom. Now she felt thirsty, so she saw what there was to drink. There was a bottle of vodka in the fridge that stood out amoung everything else. Part of her was wary, but she had nothing to do, getting a little tipsy wasn't a problem. She took a swig from the bottle, and she heard the alarm go of on the oven.
Tifa pulled the cakes from the oven, and started frosting the three layers. As she worked, she took another large swig from the bottle, and let out a large belch. She giggled a bit, feeling a little tipsy from the vodka. She finished frosting the cake and brought it over to table. Before she started the cake, she stared at the bottle, still 2/3rds full.
"Why not?" she shrugged, and drained the rest of the bottle.
Shakily setting the bottle on the table, it rolled on its side off the table and shattered on the ground. She hiccuped and giggled, and began eating the cake. She didn't even bother with utensils, she just shoveled it into her mouth. Her vision blurred and she began swaying in her seat, but she continued to gorge herself.
"Ohohohhehehe, it tastes sooo goood -hic-."
Tifa dipped her face into the cake and ate like an absolute pig. She ate the cake all the way down to the plate, and licked it clean of crumbs and frosting. When the caked was finished she shakily rose from her seat, and waddled over to the fridge. The food was starting to take affect. Her stomach grew out and hung over her waist. He breast began to balloon, tearing through her shirt. Her ass, inflated causing her panties to ride up her butt. She stumbled and leaned against the fridge, giggling drunkily, "Hehehe, oh I feel so squishy and so soft."
She opened the fridge and grabbed another bottle of vodka and immediately began draining it contents. She stopped halfway through, and let out an enormous belch. Her eyelids drooped and she fell over backwards, passed out. Drunk, hiccuping, covered in cake crumbs as her began began to grow and inflate
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