Rachel grinned wildly, holding the tree above her naked body triumphantly.
Then, before she fully comprehended what she was doing, she took a great big bite out of the trunk. Her eyes went wide as she realised what she had done, quickly coming to two major realisations...
One, her amazing strength wasn't limited to her arms; she'd just bitten clean through solid wood like it was butter...
And two, this tree was pretty goddamn delicious! She took another huge bite out of the tree before near-effortlessly tearing it in half! It seemed the more she ate, the stronger she got!
"So... effing... AWESOME!" she cried, digging into the rest of her woody snack. As she ate, more and more fat piled onto her already huge body. By the time she had eaten her way through the whole tree, her belly stretched out at least two feet in front of her and descended far enough to conceal about a third of her blobby legs, each breast had grown to around three times the size of her head and her ass was similarly huge, if not a little bigger. She must have also grown a fair deal taller, perhaps to around seven feet.
But strangely, she didn't care about that any more. In fact, she was beginning to like her enormously fat new body, and since she was already madly in love with the strength that came with it, she gladly accepted that this was her now...
She clutched her stomach suddenly. "God, I'm still so hungry!" she moaned, looking around for something to eat...
The old broken lawnmower caught her eye first. Mum's been meaning to throw this old thing out anyway, she thought to herself as she bit into the machinery, engine oil leaking down her chins and onto her stomach. "Mmm, crunchy and juicy", she giggled, thinking of what else she could eat...
She grinned as she thought of something, before walking through another wall and squeezing into her bedroom.
I'm never going to fit into any of this stuff again, she thought, grabbing her wardrobe and biting into it. Pounds continued to pile on as she munched into the wooden cabinet, biting the top off before lifting it and pouring the much-too-small clothes down her throat. It's all doing much more good in my belly...
She finished up the wardrobe, eating up the rest of the wooden box before turning her attention to her bed. By the same basic principle as before, she reasoned, she was becoming far too large for her old bed, and besides, her own body was softer than any mattress...
She grabbed the mattress and sheets and slowly fed them into her ravenous mouth, the bedding sort of tasting like some kind of delicious sponge cake, then when she was done with that, she munched through the bedframe. When she finally popped the last leg of the bed into her mouth, she gave out a satisfied sigh, her hunger sated, for now...