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SoylentOrange · 10-17-2007

"All right then," Mary grinned, "Let's eat!"

"I still think you shouldn't go hog-wild on this stuff," Katie said, walking over to the table and setting her breasts down atop it.
"Katie, you've never been this hungry, believe me," Mary said as she picked up one of the three watermelons they had bought. Mary opened her mouth, stretching it until she could get her jaw around the melon, and bit off a third of it in one chomp, rind and all. "Mmmph. Oooh, that's good," she said, flicking her tongue down to her chin to catch the stray drops of juice. She took another bite, reducing the melon to about a quarter of its original size. "Why don't you have something?" She asked, gesturing to the food on the table. "Plenty for everyone."
"The way you eat I'm not sure about that, honey," Katie said, sliding over to a chair and sitting down. With her pendulous bosom still on the table, Katie's chin barely cleared the top of her breasts. Leaning forward, she found herself being nearly enveloped in her own cleavage. "Good grief, I could suffocate in these things," she said as she leaned back, dragging her breasts off the table and onto her lap with a heavy slap. Reaching over them, Katie grabbed a package of cheese and leaned back, placing the package on the shelf of her breasts and pulling it open.
"Oooh, I feel a little wierd..." Mary said as she finished a box of cookies. She stood still for a moment, then shook her head.
"What?" Katie asked as she popped the second slice of cheese into her mouth.
"Nothing," Mary said as she reached for a can of spray-on whipped cream. "False alarm, I guess." Mary leaned back and stuck the can in her mouth upside-down, spraying the rich cream into her mouth until the can ran dry.
"Damn, girl," Katie said after swallowig her eighth piece of cheese, arching her brow as Mary tilted her head back forward with a relieved sigh.
"You know, I've *always* wanted to do that..." Mary said, before wobbling to the side. "Woah," she said, putting one hand to her head and planting the other on the table. "Dizzy there for a sec."
Katie's eyes narrowed for a moment before popping wide. "Honey, you might wanna sit down soon..."
"Why's that?" Mary asked.
"Because you're growing," Katie said as she finished off the package of cheese.
"What?" Mary asked, cupping her breasts in her hands. "I'm not- oh," She said as she realized that while her breasts were still in their original proportion to her body, her body was no longer in proportion to the rest of the world. Her shirt had ridden up to become a halter-top, and her calves poked out under the cuffs of her jeans.
"Get those off before you bust 'em," Katie admonished from her seat. "One ruined set of clothes is enough for tonight."
"Sorry, sorry," Mary said as she struggled out of her clothes, her arms bonking against the ceiling as she tried to pull the shirt over her head.
"Did this happen last time you ate?" Katie asked.
"No- mmph- last time- hrrrgh!" Mary grunted as she tried to get her jeans off her growing legs. "Last time, just my- hoomph- breasts grew! There!" She said, finally getting the jeans down past her knees. She sat on the floor to get them the rest of the way off, her head just peeking over the tabletop.
"So what's with the attack of the 50-foot woman routine this time?" Katie continued.
"I don't know," Mary said as she finally wriggled her feet out of the jeans. "The Flesh kind of just does its own thing, so long as I'm feeding it. Besides," she added as she grabbed a box of sugar cubes and tore open one end, "I'm pretty sure I can just change back from whatever if I don't like how it looks."
Katie folded her arms atop her breasts. "Yeah, easy for you to say. Are you sure you can't change *me* back for good?"
"Katie, that's what I was trying to do the first two times," Mary said as she tilted the box into her mouth, chewing and swallowing a dozen or so sugar cubes. "I'm pretty sure at this point there is no 'Back' for you. I'll give it my best shot tomorrow morning, but I think you might need the 'insulin' every day like you said..."
Katie sighed. "Speaking of tomorrow, are you ever gonna head back to class? You at least look normal."
"I..." Mary started, thinking for a moment. "I don't think that's safe, honestly. If I'm in the middle of lecture and The Body decides it wants to eat the professor's brain to get his smarts or something..." Mary shuddered. "No. Defending the people will have to wait until this whole mess runs its course, I guess." Mary finished off the box of sugar cubes, shaking the loose powder in the bottom of the box into her mouth before tossing the box into the gabage can. Mary's head was now even with the light fixture hanging from the cieling, and her legs were longer than the table.
"Damn, honey," Katie said, shaking her head as she popped the lid on a small tub of cottage cheese. "Make those big arms of yours useful and find me a spoon you haven't chewed on, would you?"
Mary blushed a little as she leaned into the kitchen, reaching past the holes she'd chewed in the counter to rummage through the silverware drawer. When she pinched a spoon between her thumb and forefinger, it covered nearly half the spoon's handle.
"Thanks, honey," Katie said as she took the spoon. "So I assume you're sleeping here tonight; you're almost too big to fit through the door now, much less make it down the stairs and back through to your place."
"Yeah, sorry about that," Mary said as she ripped open a package of ground beef. "I'll just get some place on the floor. The Body said it wanted to make this place it's 'Lair', unfortunately, so I think maybe you've got a squatter."
Katie watched as Mary wadded the ground beef into a five-pound meatball between her giant hands and popped it into her mouth like katie would casually toss back an M&M. "Aren't you worried about salmonella or anything?"
"Katie, I don't think there's anything alive that can take whatever the stuff is that The Flesh uses to digest. I ate your counter for goshsakes, a little bacteria is nothing." Mary took a moment to pack and eat another meatball, her hair finally beginning to brush the cieling. "Anyways, The Body being the stubborn so-and-so he is, how about we switch apartments, at least for a while? Mine's okay except for the hole in the cieling, and you'll have a full kitchen again. We pay the same rent, so really it'd just be a day of moving furniture around. Besides," she concluded, glancing over at the mat of tentacles in the corner, "I think things are gonna get kinda ugly here in the near future."

10-17-2007	#32
SoylentOrange Process Disciple Join Date: May 2005 Posts: 4,920	"All right then," Mary grinned, "Let's eat!" "I still think you shouldn't go hog-wild on this stuff," Katie said, walking over to the table and setting her breasts down atop it. "Katie, you've never been this hungry, believe me," Mary said as she picked up one of the three watermelons they had bought. Mary opened her mouth, stretching it until she could get her jaw around the melon, and bit off a third of it in one chomp, rind and all. "Mmmph. Oooh, that's good," she said, flicking her tongue down to her chin to catch the stray drops of juice. She took another bite, reducing the melon to about a quarter of its original size. "Why don't you have something?" She asked, gesturing to the food on the table. "Plenty for everyone." "The way you eat I'm not sure about that, honey," Katie said, sliding over to a chair and sitting down. With her pendulous bosom still on the table, Katie's chin barely cleared the top of her breasts. Leaning forward, she found herself being nearly enveloped in her own cleavage. "Good grief, I could suffocate in these things," she said as she leaned back, dragging her breasts off the table and onto her lap with a heavy slap. Reaching over them, Katie grabbed a package of cheese and leaned back, placing the package on the shelf of her breasts and pulling it open. "Oooh, I feel a little wierd..." Mary said as she finished a box of cookies. She stood still for a moment, then shook her head. "What?" Katie asked as she popped the second slice of cheese into her mouth. "Nothing," Mary said as she reached for a can of spray-on whipped cream. "False alarm, I guess." Mary leaned back and stuck the can in her mouth upside-down, spraying the rich cream into her mouth until the can ran dry. "Damn, girl," Katie said after swallowig her eighth piece of cheese, arching her brow as Mary tilted her head back forward with a relieved sigh. "You know, I've always wanted to do that..." Mary said, before wobbling to the side. "Woah," she said, putting one hand to her head and planting the other on the table. "Dizzy there for a sec." Katie's eyes narrowed for a moment before popping wide. "Honey, you might wanna sit down soon..." "Why's that?" Mary asked. "Because you're growing," Katie said as she finished off the package of cheese. "What?" Mary asked, cupping her breasts in her hands. "I'm not- oh," She said as she realized that while her breasts were still in their original proportion to her body, her body was no longer in proportion to the rest of the world. Her shirt had ridden up to become a halter-top, and her calves poked out under the cuffs of her jeans. "Get those off before you bust 'em," Katie admonished from her seat. "One ruined set of clothes is enough for tonight." "Sorry, sorry," Mary said as she struggled out of her clothes, her arms bonking against the ceiling as she tried to pull the shirt over her head. "Did this happen last time you ate?" Katie asked. "No- mmph- last time- hrrrgh!" Mary grunted as she tried to get her jeans off her growing legs. "Last time, just my- hoomph- breasts grew! There!" She said, finally getting the jeans down past her knees. She sat on the floor to get them the rest of the way off, her head just peeking over the tabletop. "So what's with the attack of the 50-foot woman routine this time?" Katie continued. "I don't know," Mary said as she finally wriggled her feet out of the jeans. "The Flesh kind of just does its own thing, so long as I'm feeding it. Besides," she added as she grabbed a box of sugar cubes and tore open one end, "I'm pretty sure I can just change back from whatever if I don't like how it looks." Katie folded her arms atop her breasts. "Yeah, easy for you to say. Are you sure you can't change me back for good?" "Katie, that's what I was trying to do the first two times," Mary said as she tilted the box into her mouth, chewing and swallowing a dozen or so sugar cubes. "I'm pretty sure at this point there is no 'Back' for you. I'll give it my best shot tomorrow morning, but I think you might need the 'insulin' every day like you said..." Katie sighed. "Speaking of tomorrow, are you ever gonna head back to class? You at least look normal." "I..." Mary started, thinking for a moment. "I don't think that's safe, honestly. If I'm in the middle of lecture and The Body decides it wants to eat the professor's brain to get his smarts or something..." Mary shuddered. "No. Defending the people will have to wait until this whole mess runs its course, I guess." Mary finished off the box of sugar cubes, shaking the loose powder in the bottom of the box into her mouth before tossing the box into the gabage can. Mary's head was now even with the light fixture hanging from the cieling, and her legs were longer than the table. "Damn, honey," Katie said, shaking her head as she popped the lid on a small tub of cottage cheese. "Make those big arms of yours useful and find me a spoon you haven't chewed on, would you?" Mary blushed a little as she leaned into the kitchen, reaching past the holes she'd chewed in the counter to rummage through the silverware drawer. When she pinched a spoon between her thumb and forefinger, it covered nearly half the spoon's handle. "Thanks, honey," Katie said as she took the spoon. "So I assume you're sleeping here tonight; you're almost too big to fit through the door now, much less make it down the stairs and back through to your place." "Yeah, sorry about that," Mary said as she ripped open a package of ground beef. "I'll just get some place on the floor. The Body said it wanted to make this place it's 'Lair', unfortunately, so I think maybe you've got a squatter." Katie watched as Mary wadded the ground beef into a five-pound meatball between her giant hands and popped it into her mouth like katie would casually toss back an M&M. "Aren't you worried about salmonella or anything?" "Katie, I don't think there's anything alive that can take whatever the stuff is that The Flesh uses to digest. I ate your counter for goshsakes, a little bacteria is nothing." Mary took a moment to pack and eat another meatball, her hair finally beginning to brush the cieling. "Anyways, The Body being the stubborn so-and-so he is, how about we switch apartments, at least for a while? Mine's okay except for the hole in the cieling, and you'll have a full kitchen again. We pay the same rent, so really it'd just be a day of moving furniture around. Besides," she concluded, glancing over at the mat of tentacles in the corner, "I think things are gonna get kinda ugly here in the near future."