Mia was too busy thrashing Deigo's office searching for candy to notice how her outfit was getting a little loose. Or notice how much larger everything was getting. Items originally easy for her to move become much harder, requiring standing on tiptoe and using both hands to accomplish. Her feet, already about six sizes too small for her heels, were having trouble maneuvering in the clumsy ivory heels. Her business suit was literally hanging off of her shrinking frame, the sleeves covering her now tiny arms. Mia's face had regressed into more of a cutesy look, slightly round and her eyes filled with wonder. Her breasts were gone, replaced by the washboard that was a small, six year old child.
"Aww...where's the candy?" she whined, looking at the remainders of what was once a respectable office. The bookcase had been trashed, the file cabinets demolished, stacks of paper thrown to the floor, and more importantly, every drawer of Deigo's desk had been ripped open and searched. And yet she had not found one piece of candy. Mia put her finger in her mouth and stared a little at the room around her. "Why is everything so big?" She glanced at her body, the suit hanging off. "Why don't my clothes fit?"
Mia was still busy contemplating the situation with what part of her adult mind remained, but instantly stopped as she spied the golden goose: a single bar of Hershey's chocolate, resting on the floor. She scrabbled quickly to it and ripped open the wrapper, tossing the trash aside into a pile of important-looking legal documents. Taking a small bite, she immediately fell upon the rest, having succumbed to the sugary delight and the sweet sensation of it hitting her tastebuds. Mia quickly finished the treat off and looked around for more, her head whipping around so much you'd think it would break her neck. Seeing none in the office, Mia trooped out of the room, eager to find more candy. Her clothes, still hanging on to her shrunken frame, gave her decency from perverts. However, Mia failed to notice a thin layer of pudge building up on her small form, going directly to her belly...
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