Thinking of conjuring up a mini tornado inside the room, Mel quietly chants the spell she remembered and awaits the results. However, a couple of minutes go by and nothing happens, much to her confusion. Before she could question if she failed somewhere, her bum rumbled out a pretty big fart, much to her embarrassment and your disgust.
"Mel! That's gross!" You complained, holding your nose as she blushed madly.
"Sorr-Urp!" Mel belched, holding her mouth before an ominious gurgle came from her stomach.
"I think I screwed up my spell," Mel said, before both ends explosively expelled gas.
You watched in horror as your sister got up, holding her expanding belly while she continued to fart and belch louder than before.
"Potions. Burapt! Mom's. Pfft! Closet!" Mel said between farts and burps and you didn't question why it was there as you quickly ran there, leaving your twin to her gassy outbursts.
Inside your mother's room, you rummage through her closet until you find a box of glass bottles filled with various, unknown fluids and and take the box back with you. Returning to your sister, you could see her on all fours, tearfully gassing up the room and making it unbreathable for anybody. Bringing the box in front of her, you were able to see that her stomach was swollen to the point of late pregnancy and her burps interfered with her talking. Seeing the box through her tears, Mel pointed at a bottle and you took it out.
1) Mel makes you drink it, so you'll shrink and go inside her to stop the spell yourself.
2) Mel drinks it so she can out grow her bloating.
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