This choice: Certain his metabolism will be a problem, she uses pills to take care of that • Go Back...Chapter #3Fat Pills by: LGV   The next day, Ran found herself digging through the storage closet. She was knee-deep in boxes littered with junk and other worthless trash. Most of it were things that her mother had left behind when she had moved away. Ran couldn't help but feel a little sad at seeing the various mementos of when her parents were still living together.
"A-ha!" Ran thought to herself.
She had found the box she was looking for. It was a small container labeled "pregnancy holdovers". Naturally they weren't things her forty year old mother would really need to take. Ripping it open, Ran poked inside and quickly found her target. It was a small bottle of weight gain supplements. Apparently, during her pregnancy with Ran, Eri had trouble putting on the necessary birth-weight.
Two pills were all it took to remedy the situation.
With a wicked smile Ran left the closet and reentered the kitchen with pills in-hand. She dropped two of them into the meal that she left stewing on the stove. The little white capsules dissolved instantly, leaving behind only a cloud of mist. She leaned forward and breathed in the wonderful aroma as the door opened behind her.
"Ran-nee-chan, is dinner ready yet? I'm starving!" Conan whined.
"Geez, Conan," Ran said as she shoveled some of the slop into a bowl, "all you talk about is food these days. You're gonna be as big as Genta if you don't slow down."
Conan slapped her flat stomach playfully.
"Please, with all the soccer I play there's no way that'll happen," he replied as she passed him the bowl. He wasted no time in digging in. Ran took a seat beside him, watching him scarf it all down. Seeing him piggishly devour the fattening solution filled her with an odd pleasure.
"In that case, would you mind eating it all? Dad's going to play some Pachinko and I've already ate."
"Ehehehe," he laughed, "sure, I'll guess I can."
He tossed his emptied bowl. For the next half an hour the continued the process. Ran would fill his bowl and Conan would suck it down like a vacuum cleaner. The four gallon pot, nearly filled to the brim, had been emptied entirely. Somehow the ace detective had managed to stuff it all in his tiny stomach. He belly bulged outward like an over-stuffed balloon. Conan fell back into his chair, moaning.
"That's amazing Conan," Ran said, admiring his gut. She pressed a finger into it and found it to be as hard as a sheet of cement. The bespectacled youth didn't respond; he had passed out. Ran picked up his limp body and placed him in bed, clothes and all. She gently rubbed his stomach, enjoying every second of it.
"This may not be fat yet, but it will be" she thought, gleefully.
Ran herself then went to bed, dreaming dreams of an ever-fattening Shinichi. She didn't realize it at the time, but she had made a grievous error. Putting the pills in the piping hot stew had effectively vaporized them. While most of the solution went to its intended destination, Ran had inadvertently been exposed to the gaseous form.
Both her and Conan would be subject to the powerful drugs, but as it turned out...
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