John looked back at his girlfriend, thinking that she might have had something to do with the medallion's disappearance, and found himself staring at her. She was magnificent. She was beautiful. She was sexy. Why did he ever want her to look any different? Least of all, look like that twig she used to be. But was she a twig before? Wasn't she always this big? He tried to think of the much-thinner Vivian, but the more he tried, the more he could only remember Vivian being the obese woman he always adored. Wait, was her name always Vivian? That didn't seem right for some reason. Wasn't her name ... Sally? No, that wasn't it. Silvia? That ... didn't sound right either. Who was he kidding? Vivian has always been Vivian. And John himself had always been a chubby chaser. He just loved huge blubbery women. He loved to feed them, cuddle with them, and have sweet sex with them. It was all just so perfectly normal. His girlfriend hadn't been changed. She had always been this way.
The broken Medallion of Zulo had done this. It had forced Silvia to become Vivian, an obese slut, and had changed everyone and everything associated with her life to match her new life as an obese slut. And with the final change, both John and Vivian forgot all about the medallion. To them, their lives weren't any different. They were supposed to be this way.
And now, the broken medallion was in the possession of Tom Jarnigan. Who knew what affect it would have on his life once he used its damaged power?
