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"Ha ha. Very well done." Her sarcastic tone whips at you. "Can you be even walking with all 'dem muscles?" You shrug, feeling the meaty bulges in your arms rubbing against those in your chest. You take a couple of steps, exaggerating each motion to make a point. Your body feels... heavy. Not in the same way all that blubber did: this feels centred on your very bones. It is actually quite an effort to get around. You'll have to keep your muscles up to scratch constantly now. Well, you won't mind doing that!
A deep, gleeful chuckle escapes your throat. "Wait 'til Albert gets a look at me now!"
"Oh, yes, Mistah Albert." Carla's tone doesn't change. "He be nearly finished on his chase, and methinks he'll be on your trail pretty soon, boys."
"Then we'd better go meet him!" You eagerly make to scoop Fred up (hah! What does his weight matter to you now?). Carla glances at you, and then in a bored tone says "You boys'll not be leaving here for now." You freeze to the spot. Huh? Why are you doing what she says? You angrily try to resume your exit, but your muscles refuse to budge. That spell! You turn on Carla, furious. "I've done what you want. Take this spell off!"
Carla's eyebrow twitches. "Yes. And you be proving yourself a fool. And now you be thinking that Carla be a bigger one than yourself." You make to grab her from the floor, but she snaps "Stop!" Every voluntary muscle in your body locks, and you freeze in mid-stride. Even your mouth isn't working. Your fume, enraged and impotent despite your exquisite build.
Obviously dismissing you from her mind, Carla turns to Fred. "Now then. What would you be liking Carla's mirror to do?" Fred stares from her, to the mirror, to you, and back. He whimpers, his ears wilting. What will your tubby canine companion ask for?
Written by Lupine (edited by wanderer)