The plot (and your face) grows thick

You finally manage to drag yourself away from the computer at about 10pm, and head straight to your room to get some sleep. You strip the extremely tight clothes off your body, then hop into bed and fall asleep instantly.

You wake up, finding yourself back in the room with the mirror. You heck yourself over, and discover that you're back to your normal weight. You also feel different, somehow - not just in size, but mentally. Right now you feel more awake than you did when you had the body of a fatass. You groan and get out of the bed, and look around the room. Nothing's changed from when you last saw it - the door's still missing, and the mirror's still hanging above the dresser. You walk towards it cautiously, then edge in front of it until you see your face on its surface. Like before, the image shimmers and changes. When the changes are complete, you find yourself staring at the same face that appeared last time - the one you were carrying around the house only minutes ago. As you look at the fat, hairy face, it begins to change; it seems to slowly grow larger, widening and stretching like a balloon, it's cheeks inflating like beach balls, it's chin tripling, then quadrupling, then disappearing off the mirror completely. Within seconds, your reflection has at least tripled in size, and, most likely, weight. Then the image shimmers again and returns to your normal face, and the mirror fades to black.

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