Once Tifa had finished all the food on the latest table, She let out a very unladylike burp, then looked at herself, she had grown too large to stand, weighing in at about 1,900 pounds. She was 100 pounds short of a ton, her body was quite impressive, her belly, being her largest feature, had grown out to completely block view of her legs from any angle but the back and sides. Her breasts lay snuggly no top, for some reason they seemed to defy gravity, and though her shirt had been shreded long ago, and most of her breast flesh had been revealed, her bra had stretched to cover the nipples, her shorts had seemingly grown too, but her crack was showing halfway, and her shorts now climbed up her legs, only covering the first 5% of them. Her legs and butt had grown significantly, her legs going outward at least 2' and her butt went out to match. Her fat feet had outgrown her shoes, and her hands had outgrown her gloves. Her face had widened and softened, and her chin had now become chins. But the strange thing was, was that she could still walk, albeit slowly, but walk she could. But, when she did, her belly dragged against the ground, and her body jiggled furiously with each step, not stopping for minutes. For some odd reason though, she felt good, almost, content, as if she had just woken up, and was now having fun, just like when she was fighting. Deep down, she thought that this felt nice, maybe she had always wanted this, but never knew it, but either way, now she had to go back, but how...