"Can we make her fatter?" Hanna asked, the feeling of Samantha's hands gripping and shaking her belly still burned into her memory.
"Sure, that's easy as pie!" the Samantha doll beamed. "You just gotta make me bigger."
"Er, and how do I make you bigger, exactly?" Hanna asked, still confused.
"Well how would you make any doll bigger?" the doll asked patiently.
"I guess by adding stuffing?" Hanna offered.
"Bingo!" the doll smiled. "Now you're starting to get it..."
Hanna's eyes darted around her room, when they finally landed on an old pillow on a chair. She unzipped the pillow and pulled out a handful of stuffing. She held it up to the doll, but realized this handful would nearly double the doll's size. She didn't want to do anything too drastic, at least not yet, and pulled off a cotton ball sized amount and held it up to the doll.
"Do I... open you up or...?" Hanna began.
"Ew gross, nothing like that!" the doll snapped. "You can just feed it to me. Or, if you rub it on me, I can absorb it that way."
"Er, let's start with that," Hanna agreed.
She lifted up the doll's miniature version of the crop top Samantha was wearing, and began rubbing the pillow stuffing on the doll's belly. She felt a bit silly at first, but gasped as she discovered the stuffing was indeed disappearing. When it was all gone, she held up the doll and studied it, but couldn't see any differences.
"Did it... work?" Hanna asked, studying the doll closely from every angle.
"Of course it worked!" the doll said, then began looking over herself as well. "I'd say you added roughly... 3 pounds!"
"That's it?" Hanna asked, disappointed. "I've gained that much in a day without magic," she pouted.
"Well why not try some more?" the doll suggested.
With a wicked grin, Hanna nodded, grabbing two more similarly size balls of fuzzy stuffing. She massaged one into the doll's belly, then the other.
Holding the doll up, now even Hanna could see the difference. The skimpy crop top looked a bit stretched out by the doll's thicker arms and fuller chest. Happily, Hanna noted a small roll of fat peeking out between the top and the doll's jeans, which also looked stretched to their max.
[5 minutes earlier, in Samantha's room]
"Oh my god can you believe that cow actually showed her belly like that?" Samantha cackled, reclined on her luxurious pink bedspread.
"I know, right?" her best friend Lizzie nodded in agreement.
"Like, if you're gonna be a fat cow, at least have the decency to hide it from the rest of us. Like, wait until we leave the locker room, or..."
Suddenly, Samantha was interrupted by a sharp pain in her stomach. She shifted to relieve the discomfort, then looked down and noticed her jeans seemed... tighter than before. She tugged them up slightly which felt better, but she felt a mild wave of worry about why they were so tight.
"Sam, you ok?" Lizzie asked, concerned.
"Fine," Samantha snapped back. Her mother had probably just shrank them in the wash, she told herself.
Lizzie continued on about what a fatass Hanna was, and Samantha was about to agree when suddenly the pain in her stomach doubled.
She looked down in horror and saw her formerly fat belly begin to fill and rise like bread dough. She rubbed her eyes, figuring it was some sort of illusion, but no matter how much she blinked, there was a small but noticeable belly roll looking back at her. She sat bolt upright to examine it, which only succeeded in making her belly squish together and look bigger, a small crease developing around the sides.
"...and it's like, not that hard to watch what you eat," Lizzie continued. "Or work out on the weekends or..." she said, then paused, realizing Samantha hadn't spoken in a while.
She looked up and her eyes widened as she caught Samantha studying what could only be described as a small pot belly.
"Though I guess you may want to look into diet and exercise more too if you don't want to end up looking like her!" Lizzie giggled.
"Shut up Elizabeth," Samantha snarled through gritted teeth. "This is just... some water weight," she said, trying to convince herself as well as Lizzie.
"Relax, it was just a joke," Lizzie said. "I know we all go through fluctuations," she added, though secretly she wondered if maybe her friend hadn't gotten a little lazy with her diet... "Well come on," she said, changing the subject. "Let's go meet up with Jason and Ryan at the mall,"
Reluctantly, Samantha agreed.
"Just... let me grab a sweatshirt first," she added cautiously.
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Meanwhile, with Hanna and the doll...
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