(I warn you...I decided to get VERY WEIRD)
"...I was at Karyns house right now."
Before she faded out, Sarah sneared and giggled "Wait till you see your girlfriend, Fanny. You'll be so suprised."
Fanny was puzzled as heck by all this...because she knew SHE was holding the Wishing Stone. She looked down and saw it in her hand...
...or rather...a broken piece of the stone.
"The fuckin' thing musta broke when we wuz fightin' ova it." Fanny blurted, then said "I wish I wuz at Karyns house too."
Nothing. Somehow...she knew that the stone she was holding wouldn't be able to make changes in something Sarah had already effected...and vice versa.
Vice versa. She couldn't effect Sarah, or the things she'd changed...but Sarah was under those same limitations.
Fanny wanted to cry...but instead, she looked at Sarahs house...and saw her parents emerging from within.
She couldn't keep Sarah from doing what she was going to do...but she COULD punnish Sarah...by changing her family and home. In fact, she might even be able to make indirect changes in Sarah if she wished cleverly enough.
She pointed at Sarahs folks, and made her first wish.
(meanwhile, and Karyns house)
She sat in front of her television, filling the sofa with her bulk. She tried to focus on the old movie she was watching on TCM, and NOT on the fact that she was eating...and eating...
It seemed that her bodies need for food had become like her bodies need for air. If she stopped eating for more than a minute, a strangled panic began to fill her. A desperate NEED formed, and if she didn't instantly begin eating again she'd zone out...and wake up a few minutes later with a pounding headache and the need to feed burning so brightly that she was unable to stop herself. So...she ate, and tried not to look down or think too hard about her appearance...or her name.
"Here's another plate of yummy treats for you, Jabba." squealed her father as he set a platter of grilled cheese sandwiches, cookies and snak cakes next to her.
"Thanks, Daddy." said Jabba.
Jabba. She knew it wasn't her REAL name...but it was the only name that came to her. Her parents called her 'Jabba' and seemed quite fine with it, and try though she might...the name Jabba was all that made sense to her. She was Jabba. Great, big fat Jabba. Just like that Hutt from that one Star Wars movie. And just like the Hutt...she was disgusting.
She stealed herself and looked down again...wincing at the swelling bulk of thick, sagging, pale flesh. Vast rolls of pallid blubber liberally textured with cellulite. She could see her face in the mirror, and at leat that was basicly still her...even with the jowls and chins. Her hair was the same shining blond it had become with Jims first wish...and as big as she was, her breasts were still bigger than they should be. A pair of swollen, bloated watermelons with thick, turgid nipples set in wide areolas. She'd asked her parents if they knew how much she weighed, and they'd tossed off a figure in the mid-600's as if they were talking about her shoe size.
She was hideous. She was a monster. She was a beast...and there was nothing Jabba could think of to help her...except the wishing stone.
poof
When Sarah suddenly appeared, Jabba cringed from the beautiful girl and Sarah smiled and giggled at Jabba, a cruel light burning in her eyes. "Hello, Karyn."
"Who?"
"Sorry, I mean 'Hello Jabba', now don't I? Well...how's Jabba doing this morning? Moats and battlements all in good repair, I hope?"
Jabba couldn't help herself. She began to weap, and begged the evil girl for mercy. "Please, Sarah? I...you've done enough to me. Pleae, I'm sorry for whatever I've done that made you hate me so much. Just...just please leave me alone. Leave me and Jon alone. We'll stay out of your way and..."
"Way too late for that, Jabba. Fanny showed up at my house and tried to steal my wishing stone...and for that, he's going to suffer...through you!"
"No!" she struggled to get up, her body mammoth body quaking with panic.
"Calm down, Jabba. I'll help you up. Now, lets see...what would be amusing? I know! I wish Jabbas parents had raised Jabba her whole life...to be a champion Sumo wrestler."
And suddenly...she was up. She gaped at the ease with which she moved. Well, in comparison with her near immobility for only a few seconds ago. She looked down in wonder, and saw that her billowing acres of flesh were suddenly no longer pale and sift...but tight and tanned. She was slow and lumbering, yes...but she felt not imprisoned in her bulk...but armored by it. She looked in the mirror, and saw a mammoth girl whose blond hair was pulled up and set in an elaborate Chonmage topknot. Her size was suddenly...thrilling to her. She looked at her thick arms...and felt that she'd aquired layers of thick, solid muscle under her slabs of protecting blubber.
"I...I...don't understand..." Jabba mumbled.
"Too bad that westerners are frowned on in traditional Sumo...and woman not even allowed to participate. I could change that, but instead I'll just make you colorful."
Jabba was still too facinated by her new opinions about her size (a sort of arrogant pride mixed with contempt for those smaller than herself) as well as sorting through her sudden knowledge of Japanese language and Sumo traditions) to pay attention as her hair shimmered and became bright pink with purple highlites. She didn't notice as her traditional mokko-fundoshi loincloth became pink and purple...nor did she notice as makeup appeared on her broad, round face. Bright red lipstick painted her wide, thick-lipped mouth. Glittery purple eyeshdow covered her eyelids while her eyebrows vanished and were redrawn in sharp, asiatic archs. Heavy black liner ringed her eyes and peeked up at the edges, enhancing her comicly asian appearance. Then a big, gaudy Japanese Kimono - bright pink with purple trim and decorated with stylized Hello Kitty characters - appeared on her broad body. Brightly colored jeweley flashed from her thick fingers...dangled and swung from her eays...ringed her thick neck. Then she looked up in the mirror...
Sarah wished and giggled...
...and Jabba saw herself. She smiled, and babbled to Sarah first in Japanese, then stopped and mustered her limited English to say "Oh, Jabba fer so good, Sarah! Jabba beeg woman! Jabba so beeg an'...how you say, strong! Jabba pray Sumo someday! Jabb beeg woman! Jabba rove what you do!"
"Of course you love your body, Jabba. Now, I've got to be going...but before I go...I'm going to leave you with one more gift. You're VERY horny, Jabba. Nothing suprising about that, is there? You're VERY horny - for both dick and pussy - and you'll be working with your wonderful parents. Remember, honey...you're Jabba the Slut. Yes..." she giggled at this, and rolled the words around in her mouth. "..Jabba the Sumo Slut. Yes, that's amusing enough, don't you...HEY!?"
She saw shocked by the speed with which the massive girl rushed her and pinned her to the wall. The air went out of her lungs, and a twist of the wrist (damn she was strong!) was enough to cause her to drop the rock. She tried to speak, but the gigantic, gaudy woman snarled and threw her onto the floor with a practiced flip. "Shut mouf, sirry rittle Yankee gurl! Jabba have better use for mouf. Sucky-sucky Jabba Titties! Eat Jabba Puzzy! Jabba wan' Yankee gurl for fucky-fucky rong time!"
Sarah held out her hand and demanded "Give me the stone, you bloated sack of blubber!"
Jabba laughed and shook her mammoth breasts like weapons. "Oh, beeg mouf for such rittle Yankee gurl. Jabba hav better use for mouf. You rick Jabba big ass rike good rittle Yankee gurl."
Sarah scuttled back as Jabba lumbered towards her, wiggling her tongue and babbling in barely understandable 'Engrish' like a silly cartoon. Sarah cursed herself for having let her revenge get so out of control. When Karyns parents entered the room, she cried out "Help! Get your daughter away from me."
Bethany smiled and saked jokingly "Aw, Jabba...is you gonna rape dat silly little bitch? Do you wanna?"
Jabba paused and bowed to her parents, her massive ass pointing at Sarah. "Mos' honorable palents, Jabba wan' fucky-fucky dis rittle Yankee gurl. Bend her ova an' take her butt. Make licky-licky wit' her puzzy. Make sucky-sucky wit her titties. Make fucky-fucky wit' her rike dirty rittle fuck toy."
Bambi giggled and kissed Jabba on the cheek "Aw, whatever our big, bad sumo wants. Go for it, Jabba. In fact...Bethany an' me'll help."
Sarah watched with horror as Jabba (she couldn't think of this crazy monster she'd made as Karyn anymore) turned and grinned at her. "Jabba hav' bressing of mos' honorable palents. Get ready, skinny yankee gurl...Jabba gonna make you fucky-sucky awl nigh' long!"
"No." whimpered Sarah, as she backed against the wall.
"Keep you here...feed you lots...make you ver' beeg rike Jabba. You Yankee name 'Sarah'? Ugly name. Not good name. Jabba call you 'Dumbo' instead. How you rike dat, Dumbo? Dumbo an' Jabba gonna be so good friends. Jabba feed an' fucky-fucky Dumbo rong time."
With that, Jabba grabbed Sarah and dragged her into the basement rumpus room where her parents kept so many of their best toys and costumes. Sarah saw Karyns father picking up the spilled platters of frrd and following them, handing his daughter a sandwish as he did. The massive Jabba stuffed the grilled cheese into her wide maw, and behind her...Bethany picked up the dropped stone and dropped it into a waste basket before following her daughter Jabba and husband Bambi downstairs.
(meanwhile)
Sarahs parents watched as the skanky-looking whore came towards them, a smile on her face. She held up a small rock and said aloud "I wish..."
