The worry about her own body was overtaken by another sensation, Eliza's nose twitched once again. Her face formed into a frown right before another sneeze escaped her mouth. A loud 'achoo' echoed out. Both of her hands shot to her hips, which once again, began its growth. Her bright pink panties wormed their way deeper into her asscrack, Eliza's hands jiggled her buttocks in conjunction.
"I'm still sneezing." She wheezed out. Instantly, she headed into her bathroom. A mirror cabinet flew open and Eliza searched through its contents. Her hands began to grab, and sort through, the various medications she possessed. Her mouth opened up once again, her eyes watered, and another sneeze escaped her mouth. She crossed her legs, feeling the wedgie that she was now in possession of. A bit of mucus, clear and white, ran down her face. Eliza turned the sink on and began to wash her face. Her tongue lapped in the water. She needed something to drink. Nose underneath the sink, Eliza did her best to get the pollen out of her system.
She pushed herself back up, then waited. After a few moments, Eliza sighed. Right before her intake of breath made her head snap up and sneeze once again. She covered her mouth with her forearm and bit. She did her best to try and stop another sneeze. Right now, at this moment, any remaining sight of her panties was gone, only the big around her hips were visible. Just two fat cheeks were shown. In the front, Eliza showed quite a bit of camel toe.
"I wished I took these off earlier." She moaned. She got her wits back together, her frantic search finally revealed results. A canister of nose spray. The bottom blessed woman smiled, she unscrewed the top and began to sniff in the formula. Nothing. Her mouth wide open, Eliza took the bottle out and placed it back down. Her hands shot to her forehead.
"Dammit." She yelled. "I gotta go buy some more."
Eliza's didn't like the prospect of heading out at her size. One quick glance behind her made the woman's stomach turn, just thinking about all the looks she would receive. Not helping matters was the warm glow in the inner portions of her thighs warming her body.
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