Aimee just stared at the mirror in complete and total rapture as she watched and felt her body wobble and bounce as it grew thicker and rounder and wider. All because of a simple agreement. "Gaining feels so good~" The words fell from her lips as she sank her fingers into her asscheeks as she felt her derriere explode outward.
"~OOOoooOOoh~" A mewling coo filled Aimee's bathroom as her breasts doubled in size and started to leak milk. Each burst of waist-expanding, cuve-ripening weight filled Aimee with a blissful pleasure that she was beginning to become addicted to.
"Oh, I gotta give that witch online a stellar review. This spell is amazing! My best friends can eat whatever they want, and I get all their potential weight gain!" Aimee gave her burgeoning ass a smack, which left her weak in the knees as she almost came. "Oooooh~ I am in LOVE with this spell! I... I don't think I'll turn it off after Bianca's wedding! Hell, I don't think I'll ever turn it off!"
Aimee felt another surge hit her, and she gripped the sink tightly as she had her first weight-gain-triggered orgasm. Her tits ballooned in size and came to rest on the round beachball-sized shelf her belly had become, spraying and spilling milk all over her, the sink and the floor.
"B~best... Spell... EVER~!"


















