Deciding against using the complicated-looking machine, you figure that a small gulp of some of the dye would satisfy your sweet tooth. After all, that's what they use to flavor the candy, right?
You glance at what dyes are stocked behind the counter. You see the usuals: cherry, grape, blueberry, etc.
One bottle, however, is unmarked, and filled with a black-ish, thick liquid. Shrugging, you try a sip of the funny looking dye.
You immediately grimace at the taste; it is EXTREMELY sweet. Thick, like maple syrup, but much, much sweeter.
You swallow, and feel the thick goo slide down your throat. You cap the dye and put it back in it's place, cursing yourself for being so reckless.
Stepping out of the booth, you start to feel extremely full, like you had just eaten a large meal rather than a small bit of cotton candy dye.
You grip your tight stomach, uncomfortable. Suddenly, your shirt begins to feel tighter. You try to adjust it to find that there is much less room in the chest. Confused, you grip your chest, finding that it feels much softer than it did moments ago, almost as if it had grown...