As 3:47 rolled around every female currently on school grounds found themselves in new lives, not that any of them knew or cared. For them it was as if that was how they'd always been.
Karyn was one of the more unfortunate cases. Instead of being Jon's age, or Zoe's old age she was much older, and had lived a very different life. Karyn Wilmingham was going about her duties cleaning the cafeteria. The 46 year old sighed as she wiped the sweat from her brow. She was much too old and too fat for this job, but she hadn't even finished high school, so it would be hard finding anything else. Besides that, she was allowed to take leftovers home for herself and her family. Being allowed to take so much home each night it was hardly a surprise the lunch lady weighed over 300 pounds. She had thick thighs with the texture of cottage cheese, and a huge drooping ass. Her belly was tucked into her pants, but she knew the kids could see the outline of her gut. Her massive tits sagged heavily, and rested on her gut. She wished they were a little smaller.
"Better finish up and get some of this food home for the kids." Karyn said to herself.
All around the school grounds many of Jon's classmates and people he'd known for years were experiencing similar fates, switching to fill the roles of not only their classmates, but teachers, staff, and parents picking up their kids.
"Where is that daughter of mine?" Zoe Brewer asked herself as she munched on a donut. Jon's former sister found herself swapped into the role of mother to the fattest girl in school, here to pick up her daughter.
Looking at Zoe it would be easy to imagine she was raising the fattest girl in school. She was squeezed into her car, her gelatinous belly pressed against the steering wheel despite having her seat back as far as it would go. Crumbs were getting lost in the valley of her cleavage, though her huge pendulous breasts sagged from her age and how fat she was. The black coloring of her clothes managed to make her appear somewhat slimmer, but the effect hardly mattered when one was nearly 450 pounds. Zoe readjusted, her giant plush ass making it hard to move as she was practically wedged in her seat. Junk and fast food wrappers littered her car, and she slowly grabbed an eclair out of her box. She brought the treat to her mouth, and gobbled down half of it as she waited.
Jon's mother Linda found herself walking down the hallway. She was on her way to cheer practice. It wouldn't be right for the head cheerleader to be late. She thought about her date with Biff that night, and how she was planning to go all the way. She looked down at her ripe, full breasts and smiled. She had every boy wrapped around her finger, and she knew it.
Just walking off school grounds was Athena Drucker. The 42 year old waddled slowly, her flip flops making it hard to walk. It also didn't help that she was obese redneck trash. Even now she was shamelessly guzzling a beer, her flannel shirt tied off as a makeshift bra to hold her jugs. Her tanned gut was folded in two giant rolls of fat, stretch marks crisscrossing it's surface. She stumbled along on legs as thick as kegs, her colossal butt jiggling behind her with every step.
"I'm horny." Athena said dumbly, scratching her gut. "When I get back the kids can watch cartoons while Cletus fucks me. I hope I don't get pregnant again. Raising kids is hard."
It almost seemed as if the stone was purposefully swapping people Jon knew and cared about, and the people they cared about into worse lives.
