This choice: You think you were always a girl, but went from tomboy to girly girl • Go Back...Chapter #4Ballooning Bimbo by: Frank   Finishing your ice cream you lick your plump feminine lips. You begin to wonder why they feel different when you gasp in pain. It feels as if some has your mind in a vice grip! You palm your temples; squint your eyes shut, and start breathing harder, your heart beating faster from the pain. Unbeknownst to you, your memories are changing to match your body. Boy Scouts, skateboarding and guitar become cheerleading, gymnastics, and shopping. All other memories change as well. You feel your IQ dropping as well, turning you into a stereotypical perky blond busty ditzy bimbo.
The pain fades and you open your eyes wondering, What was that? Quickly, you just assume its brain freeze. Your stomach growls and you realize you are still hungry. Standing, you gracefully strut your stuff back the counter, swinging your hips and pushing out your chest. "What can I get ya?" the baker asks. You look at the menu. Eventually your eyes settle on Fat Fudge Cake. It sounds really good but it also sounds, well, really fatty.
Figuring you'll do some work outs later, you say, "I think I'll, like, have some fatty fudge cake."
“Good choice,” the baker says. “But may I interest you in a deal. Since its opening day, all XL items are half price. How bout it?”
You think for a moment and then happily announce, “What the hell! I just do even more workouts later! Give me an XL Fat Fudge Cake!” The baker happily reaches under the counter and brings out the largest slice of cake you’ve ever seen. You pay the incredibly cheap $4.99 for the delicious concoction and head back to your table. You waste no time and dig in, oblivious to the cakes magic.
With every bite you take a few pounds of fat layer your softening body. Your breasts slowly swell causing your shirt to slowly rise, revealing your fattening tummy and allowing it to ooze onto your lap. You hips widen and your rear expands making your skirt rise up to show your thickening thighs as they spread out on your seat. You finish the massive slice of yumminess and lick your slightly, yet barely noticeable, thicker fingers. You remove a small mirror from your purse to make sure there is no chocolate on your face. You don’t notice the slightly softer cheeks, plumper and sexier lips, and small double chin you’ve developed.
The rest of your body has gone through more major changes. Your face, neck, and arms are just slightly thicker while the rest of you have ballooned with fat. You once perky D cups have only sagged a tiny bit, mostly held up in the incredibly perky position by the immensely tight bra, and seem to have almost triple in size. The neck line of your shirt reveals an expansive canyon of fleshy, jiggly, soft cleavage and the pink shirt has rid up so that it only really covers the massive globes of flesh that are your breasts. Your belly is completely on display. Or gut. It is so massive that it has doubled over into two large jiggly rolls, the bottom one slight large. It spill onto your lap and you subconsciously have spread your legs to relieve some pressure, allowing it to hang a bit. Your bulging love handles meet to become a fatty muffin top. Your thighs are like miniature fleshy pillars that taper to thick knees, thick calves, and only slightly chubby feet. Your hips are very wide and, though it can’t be seen with you sitting, your ass now sticks out behind you several inches from you back in very, very large perky shelf booty. The combination of thighs, hips, and ass makes you very busty pear shaped woman with a massive belly, but pair shaped all the same. All and all you’ve probably gained about 200 pounds.
You heave yourself to your feet and . . .
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