"Wendy... Wendy!" The sleepy teen resisted the urgent call of her name, immersed in dreams of endless desserts.
"Just 5 more minutes..." She groaned, turning her head away from the noise.
"Wendy no more sleep!" The young voice called more insistently, and she felt someone give her a shake.
"Okay okay!" Wendy said angrily, giving her eyes a rub and looking over at the voice. What she saw stunned her.
There stood Crysta, her little sister, but not so little. Crysta had always been plump, with a cute tummy and chubby cheeks grown by her love of sweets. But now she was something else entirely. Where once had sat a chubby tummy now sat what Wendy would call a belly. It was big and round, sticking out of Crysta like she'd smuggled a basketball under her nightgown, so big it was starting to hang a little, undeniably soft and heavy. Wendy quickly noticed above that sat two little breasts, maybe b or c cups, still small compared to her new belly but larger than Crysta had ever had before. They looked swollen and flabby, sitting ontop of her new belly comfortably, only visible as lumps in her nightgown. Speaking of the poor girl's nightgown, it had been stretched up, Crysta's growing gut stretching it so much it no longer covered her legs, a little sliver of her white panties visible between her much thicker thighs. Lastly, her face looked swollen like she'd been stung by bees, round cheeks with deeper dimples making her lips pout a little.
"W-what?" Wendy gasped, her eyes not able to leave Crysta's swollen body.
"What happened to us?" Crysta asked, her voice warbling as she was close to tears.
"Wait, us?" Wendy asked with a frown, looking down at her own body and feeling her heart stop.
The first thing she saw were her breasts, well they didn't look like her own, but they were certainly attached to her. As a chubby girl, Wendy had larger boobs than most of her friends, sitting at a happy D-DD cup depending on the bra. Now though, they looked like they could be G or H cups, they looked heavy as they drooped to each side as she lay down and were laced with blue and red veins. Normally she wouldn't be able to see her boobs, but the loose shirt she'd worn to bed was now stretched out, showing an indecent amount of cleavage. Still covered by her now desperately tight shirt, she saw her belly, she'd always been proud of her plump figure and round tummy, but now like Crysta, she had a proper gut. From this angle she couldn't tell how big her belly had gotten, but it had obviously split into two rolls and was at least twice as large as it had been when she went to bed last night.
Wendy hesitantly reached down to poke her boobs, noting her thicker fingers, and gasped as her finger sunk into the soft breast. The fat teen's hand reached down hesitantly, cupping the whole breast, giving it a gentle squeeze, hefting its weight. She couldn't help but feel her heart quicken as she groped her much larger bust.
She glanced back up at Crysta, "We-we're fat." Wendy said dumbfounded, reaching out to poke Crysta's belly to confirm it was real too.
"W-why?" Crysta asked, tears budding in her eyes. "W-what happened?"
"I don't know sis, but it's going to be okay." Wendy said, doing her best to gather her thoughts and calm Crysta. "Let me get up and we can go and get mum and dad."
Wendy tried to sit up like normal, but found that her belly was too heavy, it stopped her coming to a full sit, and she collapsed back down with a grunt. Next she rolled to her side, feeling her boobs and belly flop onto the bed, kicking her much thicker legs over the side and standing with a groan.
"God, I feel so heavy..." She said, her hands going to hold her gut, hefting it's weight. She could see now that like Crysta's, her gut was starting to hang, not fully yet but it felt very different with it starting to touch her thighs.
Wendy felt a hand tug at her shirt and looked down at Crysta, tears still in her eyes, framed by her new cherubic cheeks.
"Are mummy and daddy going to be mad?" Crysta asked quietly.
"No sis don't worry, whatever happened to us, it isn't our fault." Wendy said, assuring her, giving her a gentle pat on the head. "They can't be angry at us for whatever this is, I promise."
"O-okay." Crysta said with a little sniffle.
"Plus, doesn't this feel kinda nice?" Wendy asked with a smile, her hands wobbling her fat belly. "You look so soft and cuddly." Wendy said, wobbling Crysta's belly too.
Crysta couldn't help but giggle as Wendy wobbled her gut. "Haha yeah, it feels nice." She said, her hands squeezing her own fat.
"You're so cuddly too!" Crysta said, squeezing the bottom roll of Wendy's belly, who let out a giggle too. "You're turning into me too~" Wendy added, giving Crysta's flabby boob a little squeeze, which caused Crysta to giggle again, "Yeah!"
After a few more minutes of squeezing and playing with each other's new flab, Wendy sighed.
"Alright sis, time to go talk to mum and dad and figure this out." She said, expecting stress.
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