"Aww C'mon, you stupid- GAAH!" Molly growled, as I heard her struggling to put on a simple pair of super large sweatshorts, where I then suddenly heard a loud thud moments later. Being super-concerned about her, I quickly ran inside our bedroom to see if she wasn't hurt or anything like that.
"Molly, are you okay?" I asked, looking at what has become of the girl I loved. Molly had become an anthropomorphic Giant Panda, standing around 6 to 7 feet in height, but.....let's just say that ever since she became this way, Molly had gained some weight. A LOT of weight. If I had to guess, she looked like weighed around 600 to 700 pounds, which screams out morbidly obese in any health nut's opinion.
Her buttcheeks were basically the size of two large yoga balls, giving her a prominent pear shape, with thick chunky legs, waist, and hips. Though that didn't mean her upper half was spared from her transformation, as Molly now sorted a thick fat belly, big jiggly breasts, and a thick fluffy pair of arms, as well as having a pair of plump chubby cheeks and a thick double chin on her cute panda head and face.
Currently, she was wearing a large pair of Plus-Size light blue bra and panties, along with a lemonade yellow loose tanktop, as Molly was sitting on the carpet floor, rubbing her left buttcheek with a thick furry panda hand out of pain. "Owwie....I-I'm okay, Ethan. I was trying to get these stupid shorts of mine on." Molly answered, angrily kicking the sweatshorts away with a fat right panda foot, obviously a little upset at how that freak show changed her, especially in fattening her up.