Her round, fat belly was covered in thick, brown fur. Her thighs were massive, giving her a pear shape looking straight on. Her ass was massive, almost as wide as the door to her room. Jen seemed to have her weight spread out pretty evenly, as her tits grew a few sizes too. She looked in her closet to find some very drab clothing, some hoodies, a few shorts, some sweatpants, and some plain looking panties and bras. She did however notice a sports bra in a hamper in the corner. When she went to inspect it, she recoiled at how strong the sweaty smell was, almost like it didn’t come from her body. Putting on a tee she found on her bed frame, she gave herself a look in the mirror and decided she looked good enough, and walked down to the kitchen for breakfast. What she saw amazed her, a buffet of fish, eggs, bacon, berries, ham, and all sorts of breakfast foods. Jen then looked over to her mother, who was showing off all her bare ass as she was grabbing something out of the oven. If Jen was close to 350 lbs, her mom was definitely over 500, as the words “fat milf” immediately came to mind. Her mother turned around with a French toast casserole in her hands, putting it on the table and grabbing the icing bowl. She then saw Jen and greeted her, “Morning sleepyhead, I thought the breakfast buffet would get your attention. Funny, you don’t usually get dressed for breakfast. Especially the way we chow down, hehe.” Her mom shook her ass in a teasing way, licking her lips at the absolutely massive feast she prepared. Jen thought it was a little weird that her mom did all that cooking nude, she was gonna find a way to get Kyle back for this, but as soon as she thought about declining, her stomach rumbled. She figured she would at least eat something to quell her hunger. So the two bears dug in, going handful after handful of food, only taking breaks to drink some juice or water and breath (or belch) in between. After a good 30 minutes, Jen laid out on the floor, nursing her aching stomach, letting out a few burps as she digesting her meal. She now saw why she never wore bras or owned any, they’d be all stained and break after every meal. Her mother, patting her belly, let out a monster belch as she chimed in, “Whew, honey! This is why I love breakfast! Anyway, aren’t you going to get ready for school, sweetheart?” Jen almost didn’t hear her, but figured she had to see what else this world was like, maybe find a way to get back at Kyle. Jen crawled out of the kitchen and struggled to get back on her feet. Walking back to the bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror and saw what her clothes were a disaster, there were food stains everywhere. All on her face, her hoodie, even in her hair. She used a brush and comb to get all the crumbs out of her hair, she ran her face in the water to clean it off, and took off the hoodie she was wearing. After trudging back into her room...