By the next morning, Sarah had finished gaining the weight that had been transferred off of Wendy. She was now almost 100 pounds overwieght. She had to borrow some of her mother's clothes, which, despite her mother's own 100 pound increase in weight, fit poorly. Her breasts wouldn't stop filling with milk and hurt like crazy. Her mother's did as well. And now, mysteriously, she was horny. Very horny. But for some reason, masturbating didn't get her off. When she got to school, she tried to hit on Biff, her old boyfriend, but he just laughed at her and asked, "Why would I want to fuck a fat tub of lard like you? You're even fatter than you were yesterday."
Sarah stared at him as he walked off laughing. She started to cry. Jon saw her as she went to spend another day hiding in the restoom. He had heard the conversation and remembered that he had wished for Sarah to be horny, but could only get off on things that Jon wanted her too. Jon went into the boys bathroom, took the rock and quietly said, "I wish that any girl who was fat because of my wish could only get off by having sex with me or with another one of the fat girls and that I can change these conditions at will as long as the fat wish is in effect."
Sarah's mind fogged up for a moment, then became clear again. Images of all of the fat girls in school fought for her attention. Girls she would have viewed as disgusting balls of fat only a few minutes earlier suddenly looked desireable to her. Perhaps this was the way to relieve her horniness. And perhaps one of the fat girls would know how to get rid of her excess breast milk. It had only been when Sarah heard her mother say on the phone that her breasts were making so much milk as well that Sarah realized that she wasn't the only fat girl with this problem. Strangely, she also had images of that geek, Jon, mixed in with them, but she dismissed that as an aftereffect of seeing him just before going into the girl's room.
Sarah heard someone enter the stall next to hers and start crying. She recognized it as Ellie Hansen, a jerk jock who tormented other girls the same way Sarah herself did. Ellie had gained almost 150 pounds, even more than Sarah. She had gotten removed from the teams she was on for 'health reasons,' even though doctors were saying that there were no long term health issues beyond the abnormal nature of the weight increase. Ellie, like the other fat girls, couldn't seem to find clothes that fit her. And yet, Sarah found her attractive. She wanted to take the poor girl home and make love to her.
"Ellie?" Sarah said.
"What?" Ellie said, cattily.
"I know your hurting," said Sarah. "I'm hurting, too. Maybe you could come over to my house and talk about it. Maybe it'll make us both feel better." It was one of the first genuinely symapthetic things Sarah had ever said to another person.
Ellie hesitated. "All right," she said. The two girls left the girl's room and walked off to class holding hands.
