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**"This day is so lovely!"

Tiffany sat on a picnic blanket at the park down the road from her house, it was a very warm day. She had on her shorts and a t-shirt, she felt confident today despite her chubbier size and on a day like today, she felt like it was too nice to not be comfortable. As she always does, she was lost in a book as the mid-afternoon sun's warmth covered the landscape. She was under a small tree, mainly because she wanted a backrest as she read her novel.

She had her shoes off, relaxing under the shade of the small tree and the warm breeze of the beginning of summer put Tiffany at ease. But the breeze picked up slightly, her book marker got caught by the breeze and blew off of her blanket. "Oh crap!" Tiffany says as she tries to snatch it mid air but misses. But it blew in front of somebody, a handsome male Tiffany has admired for a long time. He quickly puts his foot down on the runaway book marker and leans down to pick it up. Tiffany's heart flutters as the man she's admired from afar for so long now actually has a reason to even talk to her!

"Well, you're reading a book so I imagine this belongs to you," he says with a suave grin. Tiffany blushes in response "T-Thank you!" is about all she can muster to him. "Well, I'm in no hurry anyway. Mind if I take a seat?" Tiffany's eyes widen, she can't even talk at this point. "You know, you're rather cute...and quite familiar looking. Have we met?" he asks. "Oh! I work at the library downtown! I also like to stay by the benches down the road from there, in front of the bakery!" she happily replies. "Oh yeah, that's where I've seen you. You're always so quiet, too," he says. Tiffany blushes, she couldn't be happier at this moment.

But Tiffany's ears perk up. She hasn't felt anything, but quickly remembers what happens when these things come up. 'Oh no! I forgot about my condition, I'm gonna swell up! Oh no, oh no, oh no, this guy finally talks to me and now I'm worked up!' she thinks to herself. She rests her left hand on her belly, to find it not growing...yet. She sighs, and asks him "So what's your name?" "Michael," he replies. She smiles back, now not letting her left hand leave resting on her belly. At the first sign, she would have to go. Luckily for her, the house was just a five minute walk away. Any swelling and she can run back to her room and take care of it there.

Michael picked up on Tiffany's switch from shy to nervousness. "Something wrong?" he says in a confused tone. "What? No, I'm fine," she says. Tiffany didn't want to come off as that socially awkward! But she turns back towards him and notices his features, he was a red fox, his eyes were blue and sunglasses rested on the top of his head. His hair almost matched his reddish fur color perfectly, with the perfect blend of styled and unkempt. But just as Tiffany got comfortable, she felt something.

Her ears perk once more, her left hand moved. She looks down to see her shirt being pushed out. 'Crap!' Tiffany thinks to herself. She was swelling but no tingle! Her condition pulled a ninja move on her. Before she could get up, her belly grew enough to poke out from her shirt. She looked down, she started to feel the weight gain already. "Wait, what's wrong?" Michael asks. "I need to go," she says. She even left behind her shoes and book. She kept a fast pace walk, but as she looked down her belly was already pushing past her breasts and hanging over her shorts. She felt the fabric of her shorts start to give out. 'Don't turn around,' Tiffany says to herself.

But in her haste, she tripped on the lawn in front of her house. "Crap!" Tiffany mutters out. She falls onto her growing belly, she was already past her quarter way size and growing. She tried to ger back up, but only slumped back down. Now kneeling, Tiffany was in her usual position to let herself grow. She felt the weight and couldn't fight it. She was now horny and couldn't stop it anymore. Her shorts tear away, she lifts her shirt to the bottom of her breasts as her belly grows. By now, Michael had caught up with Tiffany and couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Oh my god...what's happening?" he says. Tiffany whimpers and looks back at him. "This is what happens when I...I'm...aroused," she feels her face turn red, as she starts to cry from humiliation, her growth continues.

By now, her breasts started to grow and push on her shirt. Her belly was almost near it's full size. She was aching for releasing and at the same time felt sad and humiliated. The one male she admired, now he saw her swollen secret. As her breasts finally rip free of her shirt and bra, she quivered. She didn't care anymore, but only the front of her shorts were torn. She was still covered and couldn't get any stimulation, she could get her shorts out of the way in this position either, as she got more and more anxious for a release. But as she saw Michael walk away, she felt a shake. A shake from somebody not there. Tiffany looks around confused, who was shaking her?

Suddenly, everything around her faded away, faded to blackness then to a staticy void and then...she felt her eyes open. The ceiling of the observation lab was what she awoke to, but she felt the tingle, what happened? Suddenly she comes to and realises it was all but a dream...but one part of the dream was real, she inflated again. She was at her full size, but wasn't very horny. The room she was in dimly lit, she was still in her medical bed but she couldn't move. She unfortunately grew through her clothes as well, her tattered remains of her shirt clung to her soft fur. Her pants were torn up as well, as they laid by her ankles. She sighed, she would have to wait until morning to get help. For the first time, she was swollen but not lost in a lustful rage. She pushed herself backwards on the bed, sitting up somewhat and getting more comfortable. "I wonder if I'm going to swell back down again soon," Tiffany says to herself.

She leans her head back and closes her eyes. "This just gets more confusing,"**