You lick your lips, and debate taking a second mouthful. You look down at yourself, but nothing looks different - yet. You flush the toilet to cover your tracks, and then walk out of the stall. Looking in the mirror, nothing seems different, but you suddenly feel hungry. As you stand beside Tina to wash your hands, your stomach is rumbling. Tina leads the way back out into the mall, then drops her generous self onto a bench.
"Got wait here for Robby," she explains, then opens the bag besid her. You sit down too - the gallon jug of elixir was heavy! - and the heavently smells coming out of the bakery bag make your rumbling tummy ravenous.
"Robby?" you query, as she reaches in the bag and offers you a chocolate croissant.
"Yeah, my new guy," says Tina warmly. "I'll let you in on a little secret, he might be the ONE!"
"Really?" you say. The idea of Tina - forever swinging Tina - settling down with just one man is, well, surprising...
"Yeah, he's great. He's so great. He's kind, he's funny, he dresses well, he ABSOLUTELY adores me, he's a great cook, he's good with kids..."
"Wherever did you meet this paragon of virtue?" you ask, joshing Tina gently.
"In the supermarket," she replies, unabashed. "There was this great butt and thighs bending over for a package on the bottom shelf when I came by, and you know what a sucker I am for a fabulous ass....so I stroked it. He came right up, and his face was as cute as his butt was tempting.... so I asked him out. Rhonda, not only can he cook, he can EAT!"
"Wow," you say. "I was wondering if you'd put on a few..."
"Oh, just a few," replied Tina, smirking, "and Robby loves it. Of course, being around me, he's put on 'a few' too - he just gets better looking. Oh, here he comes now!" she says, gesticulating wildly. "Here! Here!" she calls.
You look up and see a dark-skinned, black haired man with a goatee approaching - as he gets closer you can see that he's...