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🕑 Added 2023-11-15 18:21:26 +0000 UTCTrisha was now at least 3 to 4 times her normal size. She had been dosed with an entire vial of instabloat containing 15 servings. Time was of the essence, the alcohol in her system was slowing the effects of the instabloat. As she sobers up the growth would be more extreme, within the hour she might be too large to transport by any vehicle other than a crane. Her clothes had entirely ripped off and were now in shredded pieces. She lost her hat, but still had her cowboy boots on. Trisha was drunk and sobbing. Daisy came up and consoled her and corralled her to the bed of the truck and began to drive her home. The truck sunk 8 inches lower when Trisha got in.
