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Zatanna farted, closing her eyes and enjoying the feeling of gas leaving her tubbier rear end.
Then she resumed tearing into the huge pile of donuts she paid for, crumbs dotting her chubbier face. All in all, Zatanna had eighty pounds or so added to her slim frame from last night, a result of the spell. Her fishnets were already tight on her but with
the extra flesh on her legs, they were starting to tear into her flesh a bit.
Still, she was too lazy to remove them, deciding that her fat would eventually overpower the fabric.
Cramming four donuts into her mouth, Zatanna giggled as she watched her stomach expand even more, going from a beer belly to a full on gut.
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