"This must be one of those traps..." Lissa mumbled, looking around for some kind of off switch or escape route. But, before she had seen anything, a surge of pressure ran over her stomach as it began to...bloat up with fat. She grabbed her belly, as if that would stop it in a futile attempt to fight it. Her hoodie grew snug, curving over her now fat-filled belly.
Marge was having her own problems, her face itched uncontrollably as facial hair began growing everywhere... Her eyebrows became thick, deep black and manly-looking, a thick, dark brown mustache grew on her face and a thick, curly beard also grew out of her chin.
The sisters stared at each other long after the changes in awe, neither saying a thing for a good minute.
"I...It could have been worse..." Marge said, trying to sound positive. "A...anyway, we still need to find those orb things, right?"
Lissa nodded hesitantly, her attention still captured by her large belly. Marge had to drag her now heavier sister until she finally directed her attention away.