Out of nowhere, Lizzy's struggling pajama pants finally gave up; both girls heard a huge RIIIIIIIIP as the pajama pants gave way. Lizzy looked down in horror as her soft thigh burst out from under the fabric, as if is had been trapped under there and was now gasping for air.
However, Lizzy blamed the fabric rather than herself; "I knew these pajamas were getting too old!" She then paused, then told Clara, "But... I don't have any their pajamas my mom wanted these to wear away before I could get new ones."
"Looks like they finally have" Clara said.
Lizzy gigged and said, "I guess that's one way to look at it."
Lizzy then stretched, throwing her arms upward and causing her pajama shirt to rise up to just under her breasts. And then and there, Clara saw Lizzy's belly, expanding over her ruined pants, bearing long, pink and silvery stretch marks under her navel, which was flattened by the layer of belly fat above it. Fat rolls were forming, and her love handles bore stretch marks, too.
Taking all of this into consideration, Clara decides...
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