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Patreon Prompt 46
🕑 Added 2021-06-21 03:18:14 +0000 UTCPrompt: Planning to have some fun, a group of friends decide to spend the night camping and sitting around the campfire. However, things go awry as one of them begin to undergo certain changes after indulging in some marshmallows.
Freed from the torment of finals, a group of university students trekked their way out to the woods with a single goal in mind. With the tents put up and the area freed from the grasps of several ant nests, all that was left was to revel in the glow of a warm campfire. Passing around bottles of booze and snacks, the group passed the time talking about the hopes and fears that would soon be determined by their test scores.
While the others found security in one another’s test woes, Connie rummaged through the food bin to find her snack food of choice. Pushing aside strange and unusual snack cakes and chips the group had picked up from a truck stop in the middle of nowhere, the diminutive woman finally found what she was looking for. Grasping the bag of marshmallows and feeling them squish between her fingers, she skipped back to the campfire to sit down and indulge in her sweet treat.
A few minutes passed as the group continued to talk amongst one another, giving Connie plenty of time to enjoy her snack. While she was happy to let the others converse as she enjoyed her much needed indulgence, something gradually drew the groups’ attention towards her. It could have been the sight of her skin turning pale white or perhaps the way her hair began to drip down her back. A perfectly reasonable hypothesis was that everyone was staring at the way her body expanded with each marshmallow pushed past her lips.
The conversations reached a dead stop as everyone watched Connie’s body turn to white mush as she outgrew the tents. Torn apart by her behemoth body, the tatters of her clothes sunk into the depths of her gelatinous mass. Sticky hands helped her to swipe up the last of her marshmallows and sink it past her lips. Left as a 1000-pound mass of living marshmallow, the feeling of content overtook Connie’s other senses as she let her fingers massage her blobby form.
