Shania woke up to find Jim gone. A pang of sadness gave way to joy when she saw he'd left a vat full of food suspended over her head, with a straw hanging down for her to suck on.
She turned on the TV as she began to suck on the straw, and to her surprise found a special newsreport coming live from the street just outside the theater. A young journalist in her mid twenties was covering the story of the massive weight gain of several thousand people, and seemed barely able to hide her disdain at the immense blobs of fat she had been told to interview. Shania remembered having been interviewed by her several years ago, and knew that she practically existed on a diet of cigarettes and bottled water.
"The scene here this morning is one of horror as over 2000 people begin their new lives as hideously fat freaks."
Shania winced. In her eyes, the words 'fat' and 'hideous' just didn't go together anymore.
The reporter went over to a pair of massive young women who were hugging and kissing off camera, and asked them how they were going to cope with this 'tragedy' that had befallen them.
"Tragedy?" asked one of the girls. "This is the best thing thats ever happened to us! Ms Twain has shown us the way we were always meant to be, and we're going to spend the rest of our lives trying to improve on it. Ms Twain, if you're watching, thankyou for everything! We love you!"
The reporter was stunned. "But how can you both be so happy about being so fat?"
The second girl spoke. "Because being fat, being able to indulge yourself unlimitedly, is the greatest feeling in the world. Its time that skinny little things like you started to realise that, and realise how much you deny yourselves for no good reason."
The reporter tried to question them further, but the girls were so engrossed in each other that she decided to let them waddle off.
"The cause of this obscene epidemic has been traced to popstar Shania Twain, who victims say was able to make them so fat by magic. The source of this disease, Ms Twain herself, is reportedly so fat she cannot move under her own power. Its rumoured that she is ecstatic with her weight gain, and is unable to see this as a very serious illness."
Shania was incensed. This scrawny little bitch was making her sound like a worthless leper. She was about to fatten her up to immobility and beyond, when there was a knock at the door.
"Shania, its me! Can I come in?" asked the voice of Jenny, Shania's assistant. Shania realised that Jenny had been held up in traffic and hadn't been at the show.
"Sure Jenny, come on in."
The door slowly opened and 24 year old Jenny stepped in. Shania had known Jenny for nearly five years now and really liked her, and tried to suppress a giggle at the look of shock on her face as she tried to take in the vast form of Shania, who had been so slender the last time they'd met.
"Oh God, Shania, how'd it happen? I mean, I heard it was bad, but...are you alright?" She stopped as she heard Shania laughing at her.
"Oh Jenny, I'm fine. I'm amazing, I've never been so happy. Its just people like her who are getting me down." she said, pointing at the TV screen.
The reporter had just finished interviewing another fat woman who was more interested in exploring her newly fattened body than being interviewed. "There's just another example of the severe mental and physical anguish that people have been suffering, thanks to-". The reporter stopped as she felt a rumbling in her stomach. After a second, she carried on. "Thanks to the poorly though-out health checks that Ms-"
She stopped again as she suddenly felt a growing tightness around her waist and thighs, and she looked down in horror to see her once trim figure becoming swallowed up into a ball of fat. Her tight pants split apart to reveal massive flabby thighs. Her massive new belly began to force its way out from under her jacket, which burst free of its rapidly expanding occupant, who was now in a panic.
"Oh, shit! Shit! Not me! I dont want to be a fat blob! Oh God, no!" she screamed, as she lost sight of her feet under her jiggling new belly.
Jenny watched in horror as the reporter surged past 500 pounds with no sign of stopping. She looked at Shania, who was concentrating very hard. Jenny realised with shock that Shania herself was doing this.
She turned back to the screen, where the now 680 pound reporter was now fully naked, exposing her enormous hanging breasts, multiple chins, and a belly that almost touched the floor. She was still shouting and screaming, but now she was starting to enjoy herself.
"Oh God no, please, I can't OHHHH, can't be so fat, mmmmhmmm, nooooooooohhhhhhhhh God, this is....uhhhhh, oh yes, fatter, got to be too fat to move...unnnnhhhmmmm, yes...-"
Shania was brought out of her trance by Jenny suddenly darting forward and switching the TV off.
"You! You did that! You made her so fat she couldn't even move! You did that to all those people last night!! How did you do it? Why?!!"
Shania was shocked. In all the years she'd known Jenny, she'd never known her to get angry. She spoke to her very softly.
"Jenny, you know me. I wouldn't hurt anyone. But I've been given an amazing gift, a power that allows me to change lives for the better. Making people fat is in no way a bad thing. I love it. You saw that reporter, she loves it now. People are just so resistant to it, and I need to show them theres no need to be."
Jenny had begun to edge towards the door. Shania pressed a button on her dresser that locked the door, and Jenny began to panic. "Jenny, theres no need to be scared of me. I'm not some monster. I'm still your friend. I just did a little bit of growing, thats all. I'm just going to use my powers for the good of everyone, I promise." she smiled and rubbed her belly.
"I don't suppose I can convince you to put on a little weight, can I?"
Jenny stopped struggling with the door, and looked up in shock. "N-no, no please, Shania, I don't want to be fat..."
Shania looked dejected. "Well, if you don't want to be fat..."
Sat Nov 08 16:11:11 2003