Susan had been so worried about her blouse she'd never even considered her skirt betraying her. As she finished her stack of pancakes there was a soft pop and her belly surged forward as her button rolled across the floor. The shirt was old but the skirt was maybe 6 weeks old, it definitely shouldn't be popping buttons yet.
Ok, maybe she did need a diet. She waddled to her bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet. Deep in the back hid a bottle of appetite suppressors she had bought off the internet. She'd bought them several diets ago and had never even opened them because the diet ended before they arrived.
She took 2 not even reading the instructions. Unfortunately these aren't quite what she ordered.
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