Lucy sat there in silence for a moment, blushing a deep, crimson red.
  "Oh, no..." She thought, her head hanging in shame. "How could I let this happen to me?"
 
"Wow, Lucy's FAT," She heard one girl whisper to another, amidst the cruel laughing and snickering.
 
"Yeah, really, I wonder what happened!" said another.
 
"Hey, you fat pig, you want some more food?" A boy mocked, taking a chocolate bar from his pocket. He dangled it in front of her face, laughing. By this point, Lucy had had enough.
 
"No! I don't want anymore stupid food!" She said, standing up quickly and waving her arms around wildly. Suddenly, the whole class heard a faint pop, followed by a ripping noise. The few buttons that had remained on her blouse had popped off, not surprisingly. They rolled across the classroom until they came to a halt at the other end. How could this have happened? Not only had she outgrow her sweater but her blouse buttons were giving way as well, as if someone was playing some sick joke on her. At that point, the class turned their attention back to Lucy.
 
"Uh-oh..." She muttered, bracing herself.
 
Her much larger, softer breasts burst out of her now buttonless blouse, bouncing and jiggling on the way. Her bloated stomach, as well, hung more visibly over the rim of her skirt as her pudgy arms ripped the rest of the fabric away. She looked up at the class, her double chin jiggling madly.
 
Before she could do anything....