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Rearranging

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Before she could do anything else with the remote, it was snatched out of her hands by one of Tricia's arms.

"Nuh-uh-uh," Trish said with sadistic glee. Her tail flexed playfully. "Trying to break our deal a little early?"

"It wouldn't have been breaking the deal," Sam defended. "I was just...eager for more changes."

"And what makes you so eager?" Trish asked. She looked at the remote's LCD screen and straightened herself up on the couch. "You found out about that, huh?"

Sam crossed her arms. "Yeah."

"Well...I suppose keeping you unaware was going a little too far. How about I make it up to you?"

"I'm listening."

"Just a sec here..." Trish worked with the remote so fast it looked like she was playing a video game. It frightened Sam how efficient she was getting at it. "Okay, I can make all that new weight a little more manageable. Try this out." With that, she zapped Sam again.

Immediately Sam felt her insides squirming. She became more than a little nauseous as the fat that had been deposited across her entire body actually started to migrate to one central point. She could do nothing but stare downward as the paunch in her white-furred belly grew out even further, pushing her shirt higher and higher. Her breasts were receiving a bit of the padding as well, as they too surged a cup size larger. When it was finished, Sam's body was back to its original lean state, except for sizable melons and a belly that looked like she was ready to give birth to twins.

"What the hell?"

"You don't like it? The fat is more manageable now."

"Yeah, but now it looks like I'm pregnant! Can't you just get rid of it altogether?"

"I will, I will. In time. Just be glad I didn't actually make you pregnant. There's a setting on here for that, you know."

Sam gulped. She wondered if she was better off being blissfully unaware of her increasing weight. "Will...will it get any bigger?"

"You mean the more you eat? No, I put a stop to that. I think you're big enough already." Trish hugged Sam's basketball-sized pot belly. "Now speaking of food, how about I grab a bite? I haven't eaten nearly as much as you have."


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