*SMASH!*
Bobby had fallen asleep on the bed. That crash had to be Wendy he thought and run to the living room. But when he got there. The whole place was a mess. The sofa had broke down. Very heavy looking Wendy wheezing a top of it and two massive breasts dripping like two brooke's before the spring.
*Crrrhhhhh!*
Wendy inhaled and snored heavily. She didn't notice or care that her weight had become too much for the poor two people sofa which she was occupying.
"You must weight a ton..." Bobby said silently and saw that the widescreen TV had he had had an awfully familiar remote sticking from it. The table was filled with beer, cider, wine cartons and chips. Wendy's clothes had at some point exploded everywhere around her and the whole breathing air had a small stench in it.
*Buurrrp*
Wendy let out a sleepy belch as she grew a little bit in size. Fat was accumulating every inch of her body. Bobby had to reverse her and make her couple of days younger.
...
But he couldn't. Something was preventing him. Boddy could feel someone behind him. As he quickly turned he saw.