Martha's magic

chapter 4

As soon as she got through the front door, she rushed to the mixture. Such a long day.

One spoonful *gulp*... Two spoonfuls *gulp*...Three spoonfuls *gulp*

Martha hurried into her bedroom and grabbed her black corset, tossing off her work clothes. After shimmying into it, she laced up its red ribbons as tight as she possibly could. The anticipation made her legs jitter. She was gonna get fat in a few hours. Her belly would burst open the corset. She’d have soft arms and thick thighs. She’d leave an imprint in the soft mattress. The things she could do...stuff herself and see how it felt to be bloated and large too or attempt a regulation broom flying certificate workout and feel her flabby body wobble like crazy. She’d feel herself swell and fill out more space than ever. She just had to be patient.

She tried to settle, picking up a book and laying down on the bed. She couldn’t focus. She was almost sweating with arousal. She rolled around, trying to nap. Eventually, she managed to distract herself with a soap opera tv series projected in hologram form. The characters moved around her room, acting out the scene as if they were right in front of her. Her eyes were locked on one character’s little tummy, gently tugging the buttons of his shirt. She rested her hand on her tummy. Waiting. Waiting. Weighting.

After four hours, she was frustrated. Jumping over to the mirror made her even more irritated. It hadn’t worked at all. She was still as skinny as she always was.

She wandered into the kitchen, deciding to make a hubble-bubble tea to calm herself. The cauldron shone in the corner. She brushed the spoon with her hand.

Oh, she thought. I really shouldn’t...it could be dangerous. It seems to have such little effect though, maybe it’s slowed down because it was made yesterday. To hell with it, another spoonful *gulp*...and another *gulp* ...last one *gulp*

That same drowsiness from the night before clouded her thoughts as the mixture slid down her throat. Bed…

She laid down and fell asleep almost immediately, dreaming of waking up to her new form.