Jessica had just gotten home from a movie, and she has busy with her homework. She needed to study hard if she wanted to get a good grade on the biology test she had on Monday, so she settled in for a night of studying. After 2 hours though, her brain was fried and she decided to go to bed early and study the next morning. She got up and walked over to her full length mirror, and starting stripping, stopping to admire herself for a bit before slipping on an oversized T-shirt and climbing on her bed. She pulled out her phone for a minute to send her snapchat streaks, but her visioned blurred before she could send anything and she felt her body go numb.
She regained consciousness after a moment, but immediately realized that something was wrong. Instead of her bedposts and dresser, she saw a box TV and a wall with ripped wallpaper. She also noticed that she was on the floor now, not on her bed like before. She decided to get up and find out what happened, but struggled to even get on her knees.
She finally managed to force herself up and her feet, but after one step she found herself unused to the new weight on her body and fell back down onto her butt. Instead of the usual pain associated with landing on her tailbone, Jessica landed on something squishy which bounced her up a bit before settling her down softly. After a quick check, she discovered that it was her ass, which had grown considerably, and she also noticed that her thighs were now much thicker, and not the thin, toned legs she was used to seeing. They were also much hairier, and continued on to large calves, cankles, and down to big, unpeticured feet.
Panic was now setting in, and Jessica tried to push herself up to her feet again, finally managing to get up to a standing position without stumbling again. As she got used to the difficulty of moving, she took note of the differences in the new body she had been thrown into. Her breasts had grown considerably, but they now lay on a very large stomach, and she pulled off her shirt to get a better look at them. As she threw the shirt on the ground she could feel everything jiggle, and noticed that her arms were now as thick and her legs used to be, with wide, fatty elbows and cracked, disgusting fingernails. She also felt thick hair under her armpits, which almost made her throw up when she raised her arm to look at it.
Jessica decided to see what her face looked like, and she waddled around the small apartment she was now in in search of a mirror. She soon found one atop the tiny dresser inside the bedroom, and died a little inside when she saw that she now had the face of Ruby, a girl who had been mean and hateful to Jessica despite her attempts and friendship. Of all people to become, Jessica thought that Ruby would be the worst. Tears started to well up in Jessica's eyes, and she started to run to the landline she had seen earlier, only to trip and fall after a few steps. She lay crying for a few minutes, her sorrow exacerbated by the deep, raspy sobs coming from her throat. She finally reached the phone after another few stumbles and quickly dialed in her cell number. Her call was answered after a few rings, and Jessica paused for a moment to ask herself: who would answer? Would Ruby answer in Jessica's body, or would Jessica have somehow duplicated and she would now be on the phone with herself? Either option scared Jessica, but she would have no more time to contemplate as a voice came through line.
"Well hello there Jess," said the voice, "I hope you're enjoying the body I've left for you."
"Ruby?" Jessica asked, "Is that you?"
"Ah well you see, I used to be Ruby, but I'm now Jessica, the bombshell socialite!" the voice laughed. "Now goodbye 𝘙𝘶𝘣𝘺."
The call clicked off, and Jessica was left with an empty feeling on the inside and 200 more pounds of flesh on the outside.