Lindsey's raised her finger and pointed it at the other side of the room. There, alone in the booth, sat Rebecca Lister. She was fellow student at the local high-school that the two had taken a some-what dislike towards since she began work at the restaurant. They had been friendly acquaintances before but after landing the job she suddenly felt she was hot shit due to the connotations of sexiness that Hooters' waitresses usually had. To be fair, she was pretty attractive. Rebecca was blessed with both curvy hips and rather large, well, "hooters". Her tight work shirt showed them off well. In fact, Kat could have sworn she saw Lindsey sneaking glances at the girl's deep cleavage.
In any case, she had been challenged, so it was time to demonstrate her power. With a madman's pace she flipped through her book and soon found the inflation spell. Upon speaking the arcane writing her wand began to glow once more. As subtly as she could she aimed the thin piece of wood at the waitress and began to concentrate. Unlike the other spell, this one required a constant stream of attention or it would stop. Once the last word's slipped out of the young witch's mouth, it began.
The inflation began in her stomach. From a distance, Kat and Lindsey saw as her normally flat stomach began to expand slowly outwards. It soon took a slightly rounded shape, almost exactly like what Kat's belly had looked like when she'd first eaten Dan. Sadly for her, it didn't stop there. More and more did it grow, causing her t-shirt to retract and expose more of her lower abdomen. All the while Rebecca remained clueless, distracted by her thoughts of the men who had hit on her during her shift. It was until it had reached the point that she looked well past 9 months pregnant and her boulder of a stomach was pressing hard against the table did she notice.
Looking downwards, Rebecca was greeted by the horrific sight. Panicking, she attempted to remove herself from the booth, only to find herself unable. Her large tits combined with her even large stomach and had wedged her in, leaving her trapped. Petrified, she could only make out a few squeaks from her shock. Around this time the rest of her began to expand even as her stomach continued on its way. Arms and legs alike began to fill up, going from their thin forms to bloated ones. Her tits and ass weren't spared with. Rebecca's prized tits were starting to push strongly on the already tight uniform, growing from the large C up to what would be a DD. This growth was too much for her shirt, causing it to rip right down the center. As said, her ass was not much better, propelling her forward. This 3 things things, her enlarged tits, belly, and ass, caused a the table to dig in painfully. Not that worst thing, actually. That had yet to come.
Unknown to any of them, at the base of the table was a misplaced screw. Jutting outwards, it was directly in the path of Rebecca's expanding stomach. Within moments, her tightly pulled skin made contact with the pointed edge. With the noise of a gunshot, Rebecca popped. Despite its amazing force, nothing of note had been left behind, save the tattered remains of her shirt and shorts. They fell slowly on the booth, the only indication of what had happened. The few patrons who were there looked around, shocked, but soon settled down when they found nothing of note. Another waitress came out of the kitchen to check on the noise, but finding nothing, ignored it as well.
Kat had not intended such as end, but she felt it proved her power well. With a smug smile she turned to her friend.
"Well, does that prove it?"