Pam scratched her head and said “I have huge tits!”
Pam panicked when she noticed her blouse and other clothes growing bigger and skimpier. Pam’s fear did not abate when she looked around at the women in the crowded store and saw the women around her wearing tighter and more revealing clothes than before leaving looking down Pam saw her clothes do the same. Pam wanted to cry or scream as her body tingled watching the women around her pack on pounds and feeling her breasts surge outward and her abdomen bloat with unwanted fat her ass and thighs exploded with blubber as a double chin formed around her neck. Pam felt her head get fuzzy as her hair grew longer and her brown turned to red and then blonde as her skin tanned bronze and her face becoming more surgically aesthetic and her already supple H cups and shelf ass surged forward with silicon and filler.
Pam rubbed her face and said “Was I always a plus sized stripper? I feel like a moment ago I was a thin brunette bookworm or sumptin.”
Pam’s friend Lynn, who is also a high maintenance, BBW diva stripper with black hair shot her a strange look. “Um Pam are you okay? I think you should grab a bite at the food court you’ll probs feel better..”