Having finished the breakfast half of the table, Justine hoped that she might have done enough and that the key would appear. After all, if she ate much more then it seemed unlikely that she would even be capable of leaving the room, having been reduced to immobility by the size of her belly. There was also the risk that she would no longer be able to get her mouth to the food if her belly grew much further.
Then she found herself getting sleepy once more. Recognising that it was useless to try to fight it, she let herself drift off into slumber.
When she woke, some unknown time later, she found that her belly was still swollen but not to the point where she could not stand. The reason for that was obvious. While she had slept she had digested most of her enormous meal and had deposited it as body fat. Perhaps thanks to her "medicine", it seemed to have gone predominantly to her breasts, hips, butt and thighs, which were all huge, as well as to her belly, which was now mostly fat rather than a swollen stomach. Perhaps that was the "side effect" that her captor had been referring to. Her arms, calves, neck and face were still quite slim. At least he can hardly call me 'Stringy' any more, she thought.
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