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Chapter #6
Keep growing
by: A former member
Sarina's eyes slowly opened looking at the wall in front of her. "What a nice nap" she thought, "and a weird dreem to." She turned her head and her face went blank. It wasn't a dream, her butt was actually sticking two feet into the air from her opsition in bed. Remembering what had happened before, she tried to get up. Surprisingly, it felt as shough she had been able to get up with a cumbersom butt all her life. She got out of bed and went to her mirror again. She looked at her legs and realised that her thighs were larger and seemed more muscular. However that was only after touching them to confirm that there was still a layer of fat around them large enough to make them scrape together as she walked. Also unfamiliar, her hips seemed to have become jealous while she was sleeping ad had grown an inch in either direction in an attempt to catch up to her butt and was straining the band on her panties.
"It looks like I've been this way all my life." Sarina thought as she waddled out of her room, scraping a cheek agains the door frame again. Carefully, she teetered down the stairs and waddled to the kitchen. Her brain was on auto-piolt and was telling her that she was hungry. She scavenged around the cubards and the fridge, and eventually had a dinner for two ready. She sat with a new shirt on at the table and began to eat. About half an hour later she finished all the food and cleaned up. She waddled to the couch and turned on the T.V. Upon siting down, the band in her panties cut into her stomach and her sides. Sarina looked down to see that her stomach had swelled out due to all the food she ate and that her hips were really beginning to strain her panties. Ignoring the television, she went back to the kitchen and found a pair of scissors, knowing full well that it would be impossible to take the panties off. Fearing exposure, she got a few beach towls together and wrapped them around her like a skirt. She clipped the band on both sides and watched her panties drop, until the part stuck in her butt caught the rest and made it hang there. She reached around, bulled it out, and tossed the panties in the trash. She sat back down on the couch with th towls covering her and stayed there until about nine o' clock. Sarina turned off the T.V, struggled off the couch, waddled to the stairs, made a cumbersom attempt to make it up, scraped both cheeks on her door-frame. . .
She shuffled in front of the mirror again. Her makeshift shirt barely holding in what had fit pirfectly only two hours ago. Fearing what was happening, she dismissed it a being too tired and went to bed.
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