She felt it, the warm, sticky shit stick to her fat cheeks. It dropped to the floor with a loud splat, which also came with a wet fart and the sound of peeing. Jen shudder for a second but continued to through the fridge until it's contents were inedible. Currently, Jen was nearly obese. Her bra was about to rip, releasing tits the size of basketballs. The skirt ripped off a while ago, and was now soaking up the poop infused piss. Her stomach fell past her hips and stretched out a good 1 and a half feet. She started to gain fatty jowls and a double chin. Her hands and feet seemed to be sucked into that fat that covered her arms and legs, which rubbed on each other up to the ankles. "I'm so fucking fat, I'm pissing and shitt-BLECH-ing all over the place, everything smells and I'm still hungry! Luckily I can-BRRT-drive," she said as she tried to run with liquid poop and urine running down her legs. "Crap! I-PHHRRRT-forgot the keys!" she exclaimed while running to where they were. Unfortunately she slipped and land stomach down into a large pile of her excrement. "Oh gross!" She managed to get the keys and get into her car while managing to shit enough to fertilize an acre of farm land. As she closed the door and turned the key, to her surprise, there was an entire batch cupcakes that had the note that read "Happy 18th Birthday Jen!". Jen tossed the note out the window and started to shove all the cupcakes into her mouth, leaving frosting covering most of her mouth sprinkled with chocolate crumbs. Since they contained milk, as soon as Jen swallowed the first bit of cupcake, her anus let out a ginormous fart that lasted a whole 3 minutes while also making her shit and piss out gallons and gallons right in her seat. It overflowed her seat which already was overflowing with her huge ass and pooled at the bottom of the car up to her ankles. As the scent was obviously toxic, she tried to roll down the window but couldn't. Somehow, all the windows and were closed shut so Jen had to just stick with it until she got there. Her hunger didn't help with this situation either as her stomach complained with a sound that could be compared to an airhorn. "Just a 5 minute drive, I got this," thought Jen as she twisted the key.
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