"Thank you for coming Madame. We hope you'll come again." Said the head waiter as Susan passed his podium.
"Uh...Huh." She wheezed out through bloated cheek's
"Wealso hope you enjoy the complimentory transportation we have given you, what with you being unable to stand anymore. Adieu." He said before the doors opened allowing the girl to 'wheel' out.
In place of what had been a slim and stylish 'rocker' girl was now a blob of a woman. Her enormous stomach oozing out several feet in front of her and pressing heavily on her tree trunk sized leg's. Her breasts which her a firm D cup were now flabby HHH cup's and stretched jack's face like silly putty on her t-shirt which couldn't begin to hide her gargantuan gut.
Her arm's lay uselessly at her sides, too heavy to pick up. and her fingers and wrists were killing her from the jewelry that still adorned the sausage like fingers.
She had only two extra chin...but what chins! Her second on went for about several inchs past her original and actually sank into the third chin that used to be her 'neck. Her neck chin jutted out at least a foot or more out having the other two rest conferably on it, her cheeks so bloated that she could barely open her mouth.
She had a dazed look in her eyes as the wheelchair (which look more like a wheel 'couch') rolled her down the town streets. Like she'd just been medictaed and had no idea of what had happened to her.
The chair just trundled on with it's 800lb cargo. No-one pushing it and her not being able in any sense of the word to control it. It's destination known onto the th forces controlling it.
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