Chapter 3

My knees, now forced further apart, were beginning to hurt fiercely from kneeling as I realized how much weight they were bearing, and I awkwardly slumped back to a sitting position against the wall. I felt flesh moving everywhere and was surprised at the effort it took to support myself with my left arm as I slid my right leg out from under me. I settled my rump on the floor and swung my other leg out, resting in an almost reclining position on my huge behind, unable to sit straight up due to the massive round stomach resting on my legs, and my breasts, which now blocked my view of my stomach. My legs were almost two feet wide at the knee, and they jutted out in a V from beneath my massive bulk.

I looked in the mirror again and saw what looked like a huge mound of flesh, a ridiculous parody of a woman. I closed my eyes and felt my body still tingling everywhere, still growing. I brought my hands to my face and covered my eyes, my upper arms dragging over my body and just allowing me to reach my face. I let my arms fall back to rest on my sides, hanging out sideways at an angle. I heaved a difficult deep breath under the weight of my chest, and felt my breasts slide somewhat to hang over the sides of my stomach. I looked around the room and panic slowly returned as I saw the phone.

I tried to lean forward and sit up, but the masses of flesh in front of me forced me back into my reclining position. I reached to put a hand on the floor and push myself up, but couldn't reach the floor around my huge sides. I tried to move my legs, now jutting out in jumping-jack position, but couldn't manage to do more than jiggle my whole body. I started thrashing furiously from side to side and managed to get a hand on the floor, swinging my body over, but before I could try to stand the momentum of my massive body followed through, and I rolled completely over on my back again in the middle of the floor.

My heart started racing and the tingling intensified again, probably because the exercise that the struggling required speeded up my system, and the change process along with it. I actually felt the growth increase, my stomach filling out in one big round ball that stood up just visibly over my breasts, which were now beach ball size and rested heavily on my chest, spilling into my armpits. I could feel my pelvis lifting as my ass grew still larger. My arms were so thick that the flesh of my shoulders touched my round cheeks. I tried to feel my body with my hands but couldn't bring them to touch anything but my soft sides, which I could just manage by bending my elbows. I struggled about in another tantrum but could do no more than bounce my two-foot wide calves on the floor, my thighs never leaving the ground, and my whole body jiggling madly. Again my heart raced, and breathing was laborious beneath the weight of my chest and stomach.

I finally settled down as the tingling started to recede, and I was left helpless on the floor in jumping-jack position, unable to raise anything buy my forearms. I was at least six feet wide from hip to hip, and my stomach stood up four feet off the floor. Even my fingers were forced apart by the fat between them, making them unable to close into a fist.

"Grrrrhh!" I screamed, shocked by the deep but clearly female voice that rang out. With that I gave in and lay there sobbing with a female voice, an enormously round pile of flesh quivering with each breath. I mus have been at least 700lbs.

After sobbing for an indeterminate period of time, my heart raced again as I heard the front door open and close, followed by slow steps on a groaning floor. I raised my chin and looked up over my head along the floor to see her stop at the door to the room.

"There, you look beautiful!" she exclaimed, smiling radiantly. My anger flared as her hips brushed the door and she came to stand beside me, but I looked into her eyes and felt dizzy and, suddenly, strangely calm. She looked lovingly at me, and I was entranced by her face. I felt like I was a child looking into the face of an adult, someone I could rely on to care for me. Jiggling everywhere, I started sobbing again, but plaintively this time, like a hurt child.

"But you're of no use stuck here like this, are you?" she said. She emptied a pouch of dust into her hand and blew it over my face, the same flowery smell enveloping me. "Meet me tomorrow morning for breakfast at the Uptown Cafe at nine. And here, you'll need the things in this bag".

She slowly retrieved a duffel bag from the front room and set it on the bed before heading back for the door. "And don't worry, sweetie, you'll be fine, OK?" she said sweetly before I heard the front door open and close again and the house fall silent.

The tingling started again almost immediately, only I felt myself settling and growing smaller. I raised my hands to feel my huge breasts reduce, and saw beyond them my belly falling and my butt seemed to be getting a bit smaller. After about 15 minutes I guessed I must have been under the 500lb mark. At this stage I was starting to feel slighly happier and had thoughts of returning to back to my normal self again but soon after the sensation stopped and so did my weight loss and in return there was a different sensation running through my body. It felt like there was pressure on all of the bones in my body.

I managed to get a hand on the floor and heave myself, with heroic effort, to my feet. The feeling of standing was incredible as my bulk swayed and then finally settled. I looked in the mirror; I was at least the size of the woman herself, gigantic upper arms forcing my arms out at an angle to rest on my sides, which sloped out under them. My stomach was one big round ball, a slight fold passing over a deep bellybutton in the middle that I couldn't even reach to feel. My breasts sat on my belly, gigantic, impossible, the size of beach balls, huge nipples at the ends. My hips were probably four feet wide, and below them, my legs were much bigger around than my chest used to be. My knees were thick with fat, and below them my calves were as big around as basketballs. It was at that point I realised what the new sensation was... I was starting to shrink. I tried to move closer to the mirror and found I had to swing my arms to get started, and had to waddle ridiculously for my thighs to clear one another. I tried to walk normally but found that just couldn't move forward otherwise. My butt was starting to look alot larger again and my belly looked like it was growing as I shrunk.