Her shirt, vest, and pants were torn to pieces as she ballooned up to 800 pounds in the blink of an eye, leaving only her bra and panties in piece, both of which were being stretched to their limits. This newfound fat shook back and forth uncontrolably as it tried to settle into place, causing Rebecca to fall over on her back. She landed on her now gigantic ass that was well over four feet wide, and her weight crushed into the ground so fiercely that it left the imprint of her backside in the dirt beneath her. Rebecca looked down at her giant gut that flowed over her tree trunk legs. She looked at her flabby arms and felt her large puffy breast.
"What, what's happening to me," she said as she smacked the side of her giant gut and watched herself jiggle for several seconds without stopping. "It's okay, it's okay, I've been trained for stuff like this... Oh who am I kidding, I'm trained for zombies and wierd diseased monsters, but what am I suppose to do when I become a blimp in less than five seconds?"
The sound of something rustling off in the distance could be heard, and Rebecca knew the answer to her question. "Okay, this is bad, but I'm tougher than this. I've got to keep going." Rebecca used every ounce of her strength to lift herself off the ground. She started running through the woods, or at least waddling in a quick pace. Every footstep she took thundered with loud booming sounds, and her giant mountains of flesh lifted up and down, smacking into itself creating very distinct smacking sounds. She had to stop to catch her breath after a few feet, as sweat started rolling down her triple chins. She kept this up until eventually...
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