Every piece of clothing that Laurie wore was now either ruined or to the point of tearing. Her skirt had ridden up over her butt and the bottoms of her ass cheeks were clearly visible now. Her panties had long since vanished into the crack of her rear end. In front, Laurie's stomach flopped over the waistband of her skirt and hung halfway down to her knees.
Laurie shrugged out of her blouse and let the ruined garment fall to the floor. Beneath, her breasts appeared to be almost ready to escape from the clutches of her bra. Randy could see that only one eye hook on the back was still clasped. As Laurie took a deep breath and sighed, the expansion of her chest caused this last one to pop open. Her breasts surged forward to rest on her stomach.
Laurie glanced around at the sound of her bra ending its brief life before realizing what had happened. She shook her head as she pulled thr bra off and dropped it next to her blouse.
"Guess they don't make them like they used to."
Laurie rubbed her belly as she glanced at the clothes hanging in the wardrobe. It was quickly apparent that none of them would fit. She sighed and waddled over to the phone that sat on her desk. Grasping it in her pudgy fingers, she punched a few numbers and waited before speaking:
"Hey, Jeanie? It's me, Laurie. Look, I don't want to talk about what happened. Just see if wardrobe here has any larger clothes. You know, something for a voluptous, beautiful woman such as myself."
Without waiting for a response, Laurie hung up the phone. A loud rumbling sound filled the room and Laurie grimaced as she resumed rubbing her belly.
"Yeah, I know. That little snack we just had didn't fill me up either."
With that, Laurie picked back up the phone. She looked at a piece of paper tapped on the wall near her makeup table before punching in a few numbers.
"Hi, Luigi's pizza? Yeah, I would like to order three of your deep dish specials with everything on it. You know what? Better make it five just to be safe. The address is 30 Rockefeller Center, Floor 20, Suite 301. An hour? If you can get them here sooner, there is an extra 400 dollars in it for you."
With that, Laurie hung up the phone. She walked over to an easy chair that sat in one corner of the room and let herself fall into it. The chair creaked and groaned under her weight, but held. Her belly was large enough to push her legs slightly apart and hang between it. Laurie sighed and reclined back in the chair. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
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