"Oh, hey Hailey," John replied, turning to face his neighbor. Hailey waddled over, her ample belly and backside jiggling with each step. Despite her weight, she still managed to look fashionable in her designer workout clothes.
"Ugh, I just had to get out of the house," Hailey groaned, rolling her eyes dramatically. "My mom is driving me absolutely insane!"
John raised an eyebrow. "What's she doing now?"
Hailey threw her hands up in exasperation. "What isn't she doing? She's constantly nagging me about everything - my weight, my spending habits, my lack of a job. It's like she has nothing better to do than criticize my every move!"
"That sounds rough," John said sympathetically.
"You have no idea," Hailey continued. "I
I wish I wasn't an only child. If I had a sibling, maybe my mom would have someone else to focus on besides me all the time!"
As soon as the words left Hailey's mouth, John felt a strange tingling sensation wash over his body. The world around him seemed to blur and shift. When everything came back into focus, she found herself standing in an unfamiliar bedroom, looking at her reflection in a full-length mirror.
Natalie Mahoney blinked at her reflection, her plump face creasing with confusion. She couldn't quite remember what she had been doing a moment ago, but that wasn't unusual - her mind often wandered. Her enormous body filled the mirror from edge to edge, rolls of fat cascading down her 5'0" frame.
Her face was round and soft, with multiple chins merging into her thick neck. Enormous breasts, easily surpassing DD-cups, rested heavily on her massive belly. Her stomach was a vast expanse of flesh, hanging down nearly to her knees in a heavy apron. Love handles spilled over the waistband of her stretchy leggings, which strained to contain her colossal thighs and buttocks.
Every inch of Natalie's body jiggled with the slightest movement. Her arms were as thick as most people's thighs, and her fingers resembled plump sausages. She ran a hand through her long, blonde hair, which fell in soft waves past her shoulders.
Natalie sighed, turning away from the mirror to survey her closet options. Most of her clothes were bursting at the seams, barely containing her voluptuous figure. After some deliberation, she settled on a bright pink tank top and a pair of black leggings.
Squeezing into the tank top was a challenge. The thin fabric stretched to its limits, clinging to every curve and roll. Her massive breasts spilled out over the low neckline, creating a deep canyon of cleavage. The hem rode up, exposing a strip of pale flesh around her midriff.
The leggings were even more of a struggle. Natalie had to wiggle and bounce to pull them up over her enormous thighs and buttocks. Once on, the material was stretched so thin it became nearly transparent. The outline of her panties was clearly visible, the fabric wedged between her ample cheeks.
Natalie waddled out of her bedroom, her massive body jiggling with each step. As she made her way down the hall, she heard her mother's shrill voice coming from the kitchen.
"Natalie! Hailey! Get down here, breakfast is ready!"
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