It took James about ten minutes to walk to Angela’s house, due to the fact that it was farther away than most houses in the neighborhood, but when he finally arrived, he looked upon the extravagant mansion, as he looked upon the large home, James felt a wave of intimidation rush over him, not for the size of the house, but for the size of what was inside it. He remembered how much Angela had blimped up, while she was once slender, that one fateful moment caused her to gain about 700 pounds, and he was afraid what that extra 700 pounds could do to him. Swallowing his fear, James walked over to the front door and rang the bell. After a few seconds, he could hear a voice from inside, “It’s unlocked, come in, I don’t wanna get up.” James entered the extravagant home, fine art lined the hallways, and an elegant rug found rest upon the marble flooring, ancient relics from civilizations long since passed rested on display cases, there was just about everything, ancient Egyptian vases, and even the rusted swords and shields of gladiators rested upon these displays. But James was not there to admire the decor, he was there to right previous wrongs. James simply followed the sound of the blaring T.V. to the living room, where he found the once svelt, seductive, and beautiful Angela Stevenson, who wore beautiful red dresses simply when wandering the expansive halls of her home, now reduced to a giant pile of sweaty flab, sitting on her couch eating pizza, a type of food she’d said she’d not be caught dead simply looking at, and watching T.V. wearing only an ill fitting grey tank top that revealed more than it concealed, she only wore that because her humongous belly already concealed her privates, which is one perk to being an absolute whale of a woman. James looked upon the behemoth of a woman, her face and torso were covered in crumbs and stains, her hair was ratty and unkempt, her belly took up most of her weight, nearly hanging down to the floor, separated into two rolls, her breasts were massive, clearly they were unsupported by a bra, but they were still rather perky for someone of her girth, here thighs were the size of tree trunks, and they perpetually smooshed together, which means when she did walk, which was a rare occasion, she only really got up to go to the bathroom, when she did walk, it was reduced to a very slow waddle, and her ass, dear lord her ass, it was titanic, sticking out a foot behind her, it was honestly shelf like.
James decided to get her attention, “U-Uhm, Miss Stevenson.”
Angela looked to him lazily, but when she did, her look of complacency morphed into one of anger, “Oh, well if it isn’t the life ruiner, what are you here for, to make me even more of a whale, yeah that would really help you get off huh, to make me as big as a beached whale, yknow what, I don’t want to hear it, you ruined me, you ruined my figure, you ruined my life, please leave.” Angela looked away from him, turning her nose up in true Angela Stevenson fashion.
“Listen, Angela-“
“You don’t get to call me that, now off with you.”
James gathered his courage and spoke once more, “Miss Stevenson, I’m not here to hurt you, I just want to make up for what I did, and I can guarantee you, what happened that night will not happen again, since then, I’ve learned to control my power, it won’t activate unless I want it to.”
Angela looked at James quizzically, “How do you know.”
James perked up a bit as he explained, “Well you see, every night since the incident, I’ve been practicing on my mom, she usually just passes out drunk, I add a few pounds to her to attempt to learn how to control it, and I finally did it, it took a while, and my mom had to gain about a hundred pounds, but I confirmed it, I did multiple tests to see if it wasn’t just a fluke, still working on reversing it though.”
Angela looked at James with a smile and piped up, “Well, with these new developments, I do believe there can be a way for you to make up for your past transgressions, all you need to do is...
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