Dan had never been more embarrassed in his life. The way Lana had accepted his offer for sex only to belittle him and mock him for not being as fit as she was. He’d show her, he’d really show her.
It took a while to find, but eventually he found an old book in the back of the library filled with all sorts of hexes and curses meant to make people you hated suffer. On page thirty three there was the perfect curse and he jotted down the phrases he’d need to say and memorized them, planning his revenge every time he saw Lana’s sexy ass doing yoga. He’d make it so she never attracted a man again, he’d make her regret ever messing with him, and it all started by following her after class one day.
He slunk from tree to tree, doorway to doorway, and support pillar to support pillar. She noticed him but just rolled her eyes, eventually stepping into her apartment and having him kick his foot between the door and frame, managing to squeeze inside.
“What do you want loser?” She asked bluntly, not really wanting to deal with this after a workout. She sauntered over to her couch and sat down, glaring at Dan and waiting for him to scream profanities, apologize, or show off the two pounds he’d lost.
“You’ll regret ever making fun of me. You were naturally gifted with a sexy body, let’s see how you like being SIX HUNDRED POUNDS!” He yelled before chanting the phrase off the paper, the paper burned, the sunlight got dimmer and Lana went wide eyed before her body began to swell.
Fat erupted from her limbs and belly, her chin flopped downwards into a double chin, then a triple chin, then she no longer had a neck. Her boobs go doughy, her muscles got flabby and turned to fat, and her clothes stretched out and changed into an xxxxxxl shirt and sweat pants that couldn’t contain her belly. She screamed as her once beautiful body turned into a puddle of fat on that couch, her breathing became laboured, her face swollen and saggy, and her limbs so weak she could t even stand.
“Wuh?” She asked in confusion, straining to lift her arms as her heart raced and her weight settled into six hundred pounds.
“Oh gross!” Dan laughed before stepping back mockingly.
“Turn me back!” She shouted, straining to breathe, every inhale a desperate gasp.
“Nope, this is what you get for making fun of me! Toodles!” Dan shouted before rushing from her dorm room and leaving her crying there on the couch, unable to even stand up.