"O my god... Meg just saved me..." Michelle thought looking down at her new Kim Possible costume that was taut on her newly chunky body. "If she hadn't made me smarter I might be off getting plowed... or like sucking some random dude's cock..." Michelle paused and briefly fantasized about sucking a big meaty cock. "Well... That does actually sound fun... But I'm better than that, and I should not be running around blowing dudes. I'm not some dumb whore." Michelle looked up from her newly enlarged body towards the crowd of people around her. "Like I need to regroup." She thought spotting a relatively quite spot near the restrooms. "That spot will work." She told herself as she began to weave through the crowd of people with her rotund body.
"Ow my titty..." Michelle internally groaned as she escaped the mass of people. An errant elbow had left Michelle's left breast aching. "I think it's time to downsize the girls." Michelle told herself as she walked up to an empty spot on the wall. "Finally..." She thought leaning forward and letting her forehead rest against the wall. "Fuuuck my titty..." Michelle mentally groaned as she rubbed her hefty left breast in an attempt to dull the pain. "The girls gotta get smaller... And like..." Michelle pulled up a blurry mental picture of herself prior to her encounter with the Power Puff Girls trio. "Like the rest of me totes needs to be smaller..." Though the image of herself appeared hazy in her mind, she could still vaguely remember being trim and fit just minutes earlier. Letting out a deep sigh Michelle pulled her head off the wall and spun around. "Like... What now?" She thought leaning her back against the wall. "I don't even know what to do..." Her newfound girth was beginning to weigh on her legs so Michelle let herself slide down the wall until her fleshy bottom was sitting on the floor.
"Maybe I'll just let one of those sexy guys take care of me." Michelle thought as her eyes lingered on a couple of guys in the crowd. "I could be pampered and I wouldn't have to worry about work or money anymore..." Michelle thought as she began to probe new memories of her life as a dental hygienist. "I mean it's not a bad job. It definitely has its pros and cons..." A memory of a young man getting an erection from Michelle's breasts bumping into his head popped into focus. "O gawd that was embarrassing..." That memory was followed by another memory of the same thing happening with a different patient. "O for fuck sake Michelle, you've worked too hard to just be known as a set of tits..." Michelle let out a sigh as series of similar work incidents began to stream through her head. "Okay, I just gotta loose some weight. My titties are just too hawt, and this body... Ugh, I just feel so worn out..." Michelle briefly thought about getting up from her seated position, but her newfound girth kept her planted on the floor.
"If you get rid of your tits why would any man want to fuck you?" Mitch's voice echoed throughout Michelle's conscious. "You dumb cow. No man wants to fuck a fat chick with out tits. That's the whole reason to even fuck a fattie like you." Michelle could feel tears beginning to form in the corner of her eyes. "Here's some life advice you dumb bitch. Keep the tits and let some dude knock you up. Then at least your womb would be put to good use, and you could be the fat little homemaker you were destined to be. You dumb bitch!"
"FUCK YOU!" Michelle's head tilted forward and a tear ran down her right cheek. "FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING TROLL! Like all you are is some fucking troll. Some worthless fucking sexless troll..." Michelle wiped the tear from her cheek and willed mental troll back into the recesses of her conscious. "FUCK HIM AND FUCK THE REST OF THE RED PILL VIRGINS!" Michelle thought looking back up at the crowd. "I'm not some dumb bitch. I'm not just a piece of meat to be plowed. I'm better than that. I deserve more than that!" Michelle's monologue was interrupted when she noticed a person was standing beside her.
"You alright?" A girl wearing a black and yellow costume asked.
Michelle sniffed her nose and wiped a tear from her cheek. "Yeah. I'm fine. Like I just was having a moment. Ya know?" Michelle briefly thought of getting up from the ground, but her tired legs just didn't feel like they were up to the task of standing up. "I'm Michelle." She said extending her hand up towards the girl.
"I'm Millie." The girl said shaking Michelle's hand. "I just wanted to make sure you were alright. I was standing over there waiting for my boyfriend to get done in the restroom and I saw you sit down and um... have a moment. I just wanted to make sure you were alright."
"Yeah..." Michelle let out a small sigh. "I'm fine. I was just trying to get my head straight if that makes any sense. But I'm totes okay." Michelle paused and tried to decipher Millie's costume. "Like, what is your costume? It's really cool, but I just can't figure out what it is. Is it from Batman?!?!"
Millie giggled. "No. I'm Henchman 21 from the Venture Bros." Millie said hooking her thumbs into the straps of her yellow romper. "My boyfriend Jobe is dressed as 24, and our friends Ryanne and Adam are dressed as Trianna and Dean. It's a whole thing." Millie said sitting down next to Michelle. "Ryanne and I have been roommates since freshman year, and when Jobe and Adam starting hanging out with us we ended up watching through the whole series." Millie adjusted her yellow gloves. "It was kind of hard to find gloves and boots that worked, but the black bodysuit was surprisingly easy to find." Millie giggled again and briefly studied Michelle. "So you went with Kim Possible huh?"
"Yeah." Michelle said nodding her head. Millie's kindness and low-key laid back vibe had really helped Michelle get her wits back. "I think it's like state law or something to dress as Kim Possible at least once if you have red hair." Michelle said with a chuckle. "Your costume is sooo much better than mine. No cap." Michelle said smiling at Millie.
"Thank you!" Millie said in a genuine tone. "I feel like my costume gets over looked because it's not sexy enough, but whatever. I like it and that's all that matters." Millie glanced towards the restroom and then back to Michelle. "You care if I just chill here while I wait for Jobe."
"Sure." Michelle said as straighten out her thick legs. "I'm just recharging my batteries."
"Cool Cool." Millie said straightening her legs out as well. "Once Jobe gets done in there we're heading back to campus to just chill. Our flatmates are out tonight, so finally Ryanne and I finally get some peace and quiet with our boyfriends... Randomly assigned flatmates are so hit and miss." Millie said glancing over to the restroom. "You go to State?" She said turning her attention back to Michelle.
"Like I wish I did! Being a real college student seems like it would be so much fun. Totes more fun than community college..." Michelle thought, before an idea popped into her head. "Um, like yeah I do." Michelle said nodding her head yes. "This is gonna totes sound weird, but could I hitch a ride back to campus with you guys? I mean if you have room?"
"Sure!" Millie said in a cheery tone. "Ryanne's car isn't huge, but you could squeeze in the backseat with Jobe and I." Millie paused for a moment. "Though we might need to clear this with Ryanne... She can be a bit prickly. She's not mean, but Ryanne is just Ryanne... I've love being her roommate, but she's not for some people... You know what I mean?"
"No..." Michelle's inner monologue replied. "Totes!" Michelle said to Millie. "I promise I'm not sus. My roomies just ditched me here."
"Well join the bad roomie club. Like I said Ryanne and I roomed together last year as freshman, but we didn't really vibe with the other two girls. So we entered the roomie lottery and ended up with another pair of roommates that are just kind of meh... I mean I'm not trying to be mean, they just don't vibe with us." Millie said letting out a sigh as she continued to talk.
"This is your chance!" Michelle's inner monologue cried out. "If you become their roommate then you could become a real college student and maybe they can help you get your life back on track!" Michelle felt like she was struck by lighting as a rush of dopamine coursed through her body. "OMG THIS IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA!"
"Anyways, I shouldn't just sit her complaining about my roommates." Millie said glancing towards the restrooms
"It's okay. I mean my roomies did dump me here... They also shat on my costume." Michelle was doing her best to mentally formulate a plan before Millie's boyfriend finished up in the restroom and she would miss out on her chance. "Like, they said it was boring and just kind of dumped on it. I totes wish I had done something like you guys did. A group costume would have been cool, but I didn't even know the Viking Bros was a thing until I met you."
"Venture bros." Millie giggled. "And yeah I guess you would have had to lived with us freshman year."
"So living with you and Ryanne freshman year would have made my costume better?" Michelle said interrupting Millie.
Millie again let out a charming giggle. "Yeah I guess so. Had you been our roommate freshman year you probably would have had a bussin' Venture Bros themed costume like ours." Millie said eyeing up Michelle's costume. "I mean you did a good job on your costume, but come on... Who doesn't want a sick Venture Bros costume?" Millie said letting out another kind giggle.
Michelle instantly felt a tingling sensation rush through her body. "LIKE IT TOTALLY WORKED!" Michelle internally exclaimed as a warm wave of memories began to crash into her conscious. "I"m totes changing! I'm gonna be a real college student!" She thought closing her eyes and giving herself to the changes that were rippling through her reality..
"There's Jobe!" Millie announced interrupting Michelle's zen like transformation.
