Tiffany spat out the bubbly cola called "Slobby Soda", and stumbled away from her friend. She fell to the floor and looked back at Katie...at the grotesque stranger Katie had become...and gape in horror!
Katie had been a slim, healthy girl of 16. A short, cute girl with raven black hair and an innocent face. And now...
Katie had become a hugely swollen ball of fat. Her ass, thighs, belly...her whole body was so bloated that she may actually be as wide as she was tall. Her facial features had shifted, with blubbery jowls and chins framing a wide, fleshy mouth, large, pug nose and small, piggish eyes beneath a pronounced. Her once lustrous hair was limp, dull and greasy.
What was worse than that...was the other changes. Her physical changes were terrible...but the other changes spoke of a deeper transformation. A Change of MIND as well as body.
Her formerly fashionable clothes had become a pair of dirty sweatpants, a t-shirt spotted with food stains, a flannel shirt worn over that and tattered sneakers on her feet. The pungent reek of sour body odor rolled off of her, suggesting that she hadn't changed her clothes or washed herself for weeks. In other words...she'd become an unmannered sloven. An utter slob.
Katie watched her friend with some amusement, casually sticking one grubby finger two knuckles deep into an enlarged nostril and pulling something out. She glanced at it - raised an eyebrow - then wiped it on her dirty pants and looked back at Tiffany. Katie was not only unconcerned by her change, she was unaware of it. Katie now thought she'd always been this way, and her memories changed to support that.
Still, she knew that Tiffany was her best friend...and she didn't know why Tiff had spat out the delicious beverage.
"Katie..." Tiff said "...what's...wrong with you?"
Katie gave out a piggish snort, and grunted "Nothing's wrong with me, Princess. I'm fine. But YOU! What did you spit that out for? That stuff is good."
Katie waddled towards Tiffany and helped her to her feet. Tiffany almost gaged at the smell of her, but managed to control herself. Katie swigged again from the can of Slobby Soda...and she changed again. Her body stayed the same, but her limp hair became more unkempt and her clothes more rumpled. She drained the soda, crushed it in one flabby hand, and dropped it on the floor. She belched loudly, then broke wind again, giggling at the sound. Her teeth were yellowed and her breath smelled aweful.
"So, Tiff..." she said, her deeper voice dripping with uncultured scorn "...if you don' wanna have any Slobby Soda, then what DO you wanna do?"