"KIMBERLY ANN POSSIBLE! YOU TELL US WHAT IS GOING ON HERE RIGHT NOW!"


The furious yell of Mrs. Possible struck fear into Kim's mind and vibrated her huge belly.

"Well...I..."

"I told you she's a pig! Oink Oink!" Jim and Tim laughed at the enormous Kim, making pig noises.

"Enough you two!" Mrs. Possible snapped. "Kim, talk. Now."

Kim felt what her mom said was ironic because she was speechless. However, Kim knew she had to speak her mind.

"Listen, Mom...while I was here, I ate all of the food because...because.."

"Mmhmm, because what?" Mom said, clearly not in a good mood.

Kim took a deep breath and continued to speak, despite not seeing the family due to her belly flesh.

"...because I wanted to gain weight. I felt that it was getting boring being skinny all the time, so I thought, 'why not try putting on some weight?' Each time I ate, my appetite grew more ravenous and wild, my belly grew bigger and bigger, and yet...I loved it. I loved all of it. The belly, the eating, the release of gas...I loved it so much, I decided to pack on more pounds. Ron also loved the new me. It made me so happy he loved me and my size. I feel bigger, fatter, and most of all, good. Mom, Dad...Twerps...I love being big, and that's how I feel. I apologize for what just happened, and I'll do anything to make it up to you."

The anger from Mrs. Possible's face subsided into a brief smile. Mr. Possible showed an expression of deep understanding. The twins weren't so moved; they were trying so hard not to laugh from what appeared to them as a corny speech delivered by a large belly with arms.

"Kim, if you feel that way...why didn't you go out to eat?" Mrs. Possible said.

"Well, I did order some pizza," Kim said, knowing "some" was a lie. "But, I guess I should have went out. I went overboard."

"You do understand, Kim, that you're going to use your next few paychecks from the Club Banana to buy food for this house, right?" Mr. Possible explained.

"And for that chair too!" Mrs. Possible said.

"I could go shopping now. I have enough money saved up."

"Can you even move?" Mrs. Possible wondered, touching Kim's belly.

"Yes, I can." Kim slowly stood up, now feeling some heft from the new girth. The family finally saw her face amidst the belly.

"Kim, are you sure you want to go out like this?" Mr. Possible asked, still amazed by Kim's stomach.

"It's no big, Dad. Wade gave me these candies that can let me stay at my previous form. They're called Chunk-Covers."

Mr. Possible chuckled. "Man, that kid's crafty!"

"So, that means it's like a girdle?" Jim asked.

"In a way, yes," Kim answered.

The twins burst into laughter.

"HAHA! PIGGY WEARS A GIRDLE! PIGGY WEARS A GIRDLE! PIGGY WEARS A- "

"BOYS, DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING BETTER TO DO?" Mr. Possible bellowed.

Jim and Tim stopped and went upstairs without saying a word. Kim couldn't help but chuckle a bit.

"Anywho, you're going to use these candies often?"

"Well, maybe until I lose some of this belly. I like how big it is, but maybe I could lose a bit. I don't want the cute thing to drag on the floor!" Kim giggled happily.

"It seems you have this weight thing under control, Kim," said Mrs. Possible. "I will accept your love of being big. I want you to love yourself most of all."

"I accept it, too, Kim," said Mr. Possible. "But whenever you have to pass gas, go STRAIGHT to the backyard!"

"Honey!" Mrs. Possible exclaimed, giving her husband a little humorous slap on his chest.

"I'm just saying, honey. We need the air."

"So, I'm not grounded?" Kim said, a bit puzzled.

"You told us the truth, Kim. And aside from the chair you didn't break anything. As long as you make sure there's food in the house, we're not punishing you."

"Thanks, Mom and Dad."

Kim began to give them a hug, but instead gave them a loving smile.

"I'm going upstairs to change!"

"Alright, now." Mr. Possible said as he and his wife watched Kim as she used her hands to lift her big belly up and ran up the stairs.

"What a day." Mrs. Possible said as she picked up the table and moved it back into the kitchen. Mr. Possible grabbed the plates and utensils.

As Kim reached her room, she let her hands free and watched her belly plop onto the floor, jiggling non-stop. She loved the sight of this. Kim took the Chunk-Covers from her dresser and chose the orange one. Popped into her mouth, the candy immediately transformed Kim back to her slim self.

The Kimmunicator blared. BEEP BEEP BEEP-BEEP!

"What's the sitch, Wade?"

"Something's going on in London! It seems that Drakken's trying to steal the city's water supply!"

"I'm on it!" Kim said in her serious tone.

"Meet me at the Middleton Airport. I have some supplies that will come in handy."

"On my way!"

"Hey Kim! How are the Chunk-Covers!"

"Delish! Very citrusy! Thanks, Wade!"

"No problem," Wade said as the Kimmunicator screen clicked off.

Kim raced downstairs in her adventure gear. "Mom! Dad! I have an assignment in London!"

"Be careful, dear." Mrs. Possible said. She and Mr. Possible gave their daughter a hug and a kiss. "Make sure you get the groceries on your way home!"

"I won't forget, Mom!" Kim said as she ran out the door and drove off in her car.