"Son of a BITCH! I'm a fucking BLIMP!" cried the former male as she stared at herself in Megans' mirror. Huge and round, she seemed to be all belly, hips, tits and ass. Her face was so round - with it's heavy jowls and wobbling chins - that she looked very little like the old Nick The fact that the obese little blimp in the mirror was only barely 5 feet tall...
"Wow! You're just so gosh darn CUTE!" cried his wife as she hugged the blubbery little woman to her. She was alwasys a rather tall woman, but now...she towered over Nick. Nick wanted to say something cutting or insulting to her, but for the life of him...he just couldn't. She was just so big...and intimidating to him now. Every time Nick tried to insist that she stop talking to him like that...he (or rather 'she') got tongue tied and shy. She was just so small...and Megan was so large and powerful.
He/she tried to clear her throat and make her opinions known...but as Megan looked down on her, smiling indulgently and looking for all the world like she was amused by this turn of events, Nick just...went quiet. Nick couldn't seem to gather up enough courage to contradict anything she said.
"I...Megan, I...I just....I'm not very comfortable...I mean, you...you're being..."
From out of nowhere, Megan produced a brush and began to brush out the snags and tangles from his hair. As she brushed, she soothed her, saying "Calm down, Nicki...mommas' sweet, little Nicki...you know I did always think that fat girls were so cute. Sweet, soft and eager to please. And you're just such a big girl. Just a great, big bubble of blubber. Ha! That would be a cute name, huh? What do you think of that, huh Bubbles? Aren't you just the cutest little thing? My cute little Bubbles is soooo cute...."
She continued to sooth her as she brushed her (her?) hair, telling her over and over again how cute she was...and for the life of her, she DID feel cute. Cute and sweet and just as darling as can be. She brushed her longish hair into a feminine style, then set it with tiny red barrettes in the shape of little bows. She did indeed...look cute.
"P-p-p-please, Megan...I'm feelin' real weird jus'...standin' here like this. We gotta take off th' d-d-darn m-m-m-Medallion of..."
Megan dismissed Bubbles (wait...that wasn't her name...was it?) with a wave of her hand, and said "No point in that, Bubbles. The Medallion can't be used again for another 12 hours, so why bother? Just sit back and enjoy the ride, okay Bubbles?"
Was she intentionally manipulating her in some way, or was Megan simply unaware what effect her words were having. Bubbles wasn't sure. She nodded and let Megan lead her to the bed, rolling into the center and being silent while Megan crawled in along side her and snuggled up against her massive yet tiny body. Megan said "Go to sleep, Bubbles." and Bubbles felt her lids growing heavy...
