Your slowly lift yourself off the couch and stretch out your arms. You groggily journey to the bathroom and take a shower. When you go to change you notice that your wardrobe has mysteriously adapted for your new size. A familiar hunger hits you and you go back into the dining room where you find your sister and Todd still sound asleep. Kristy seems to be missing and every single scrap of food that had been left on the table has vanished, even the half eaten pie that you left last night was gone. Your presence in the room wakes your sister. "Who wants breakfast?" she asks as she rubs her eyes. You slide the door open to the kitchen to find the refrigerator wide open and void of food with the culprit, Kristy siting propped against the the dishwasher, covered in crumbs. All the food in you house has gone to good use, adding more fat to Kristy's frame, pushing her to 380 pounds. She lets out a loud belch and asks "Whens breakfast?" Your sister looks around the house for food. "Well," she says "I guess we'll have to go out."