As Gwen popped onto the screen it was obvious that she'd be my choice. Smiling ear to ear, I raised the remote to my face. "Make her pregnant. Very, very pregnant," I commanded, and sure enough in seconds the young girl's belly ballooned out, looking like she had a flesh colored yoga ball strapped to her body.
"Geez! I swear this thing's getting even heavier!" she groaned, as Ben sat at the picnic table, smiling. "Well let this be a lesson to you: if you don't know what the spell does, don't cast it!" he giggled, as Gwen stared daggers at him.
"Don't you think I know that!" she snapped, moaning as she arched her back and waddled over to him, plopping her belly down onto the table. "Until I figure out how to reverse the spell, this thing is permanent!" she yelled, as Ben snickered and rubbed it a little, making her blush.
"Well....I guess this is a perfect time to practice being a mom," he grinned, just as Gwen began levitating various rocks and flung them at his head. "Oww! G-Gwen cut it out!" he stammered, running her cover.
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