As Belinda feels the crumbs from the last piece of cake fall from her lips, she suddenly
snaps too, and looks down. Her body, now somewhere in the range of 450 Pounds was
huge.
"Holy Shit! I'm Fat!" she shrieks as her stomach jiggles.
"I am gonna sue! You Little Freak! Look what you did to me!"
Mr. TF Walked in and saw the whale of a woman that was Belinda.
"Enjoy my cake, did you? Well, you are welcome to have more if you like. I dare say I have
too much. I never sell the cake. People are always interested in my other rooms...but
you...you love it, don't you." he says with a crooked smile.
"Yes! Why? I am so fat, I couldn't stop eating the cake! What is happening to me!" Belinda
cries.
"Well, quite simply, the cake is addictive. Anyone who eats it, wants more and more...its a
neat little trick, I think. I knew that you with your figure would find this room the best. The
weight you gained is yours forever, I hope you know."
"WHAT! NO! CHANGE ME BACK OR I SUE!" she bellows, her voice deepened with fat.
"No, you won't. Look closely at the card near the cake..." he gestures over to the card with
the cake's name on it,
"Fatty Delicious Cake" it says "Indulge your inner fatass. If more than one piece is ingested,
the change is permanent, and all responsibility falls on the eater."
"You ignored the rules, and ate more, and so you are stuck with the weight. Enjoy your
life...of course, not until after you had some of my new cake. Look at the frosting...it so
thick and creamy."
Belinda's lips were smacking, her eyes wild for more sweet treats.
As he sets down the cake, a new card appears.
"Triple (your weight) Fudge Cake"
"Enjoy, "Little" Miss. Let me know when you are finished, and I shall transport you home."
His laugh could be hear through the entire store as she began to gorge herself on the new
cake.