Mary and Cat continued to watch Jess as she gorged herself on the bowl of popcorn, devouring it by burying her face in. Each swell of fat her body surged with strained her clothes more and more. A creak was heard from the couch as it protested the gradual increase in weight.
"Oh, God," Cat whispered, eagerly watching the daughter of the man she stole the artifact from become the first person in centuries to be affected by its magic.
"This making you excited?" Mary asked, glancing over to her lover with a smirk.
"You have no idea," she answered back. This was definitely what she wanted. Not this species, but the experience of change. She needed this.
Jess, however, remained wholly focused on the ravenous need to eat. Her body had expanded enough to make her clothes skin-tight. Her blouse strained against the mass and began splitting at the seam. A small pop was heard from behind her, and drew Mary and Cat's attention to her voluminous rear end - and the curly pig's tail now poking above the waistline.
It was real now - she wasn't just becoming fat anymore. She was becoming a fat pig. A smile of wonderment spread across Cat's face.
Suddenly, the sounds of munching stopped, and the bowl clattered to the floor, empty.