*Okay, don't panic. Just try and think of the spell that you were taught so long ago as an Anthro Eastern. What was the wording again...*

Desperately my thoughts raced, trying to remember so desperately. I'd given up long ago to move. My moobs were each as big as SUVs! Lifting those jugs was completely out of the question.

I was straining really hard not to panic. I couldn't remember the weight-removal spell for a good half-hour now! I had shut my eyes a while ago, not wanting to stare at my gratuitous bosom. Each moob was at least the size of the rest of me, and then some!

With sudden relief, the spell came to my mind. I sighed at the thought returning and opened my eyes. The spell rolled off my tongue as familiar as before, the words soothing my panicked mind. I added a few select words, targeting only my big bosom. The tingling came that I knew so well, and right away, I felt the immense weight in my pectorals quickly lessen. Before my eyes, I watched my moobs begin to shrink and deflate, like the air had been let out of them. I shook my head, if only it were so easy for fat.

Minutes passed, a great length of time, but unsurprising considering the sheer girth of each moob. I rolled my head back, the weight-loss tingling relaxing to my mind. Eventually, I felt the spell stop with all weight disappeared from my chest.

But something seemed off...

Curious, I sat on my haunches, leaving all three pairs of limbs unoccupied. When I looked down to see what it was, my eyes widened.

While the weight had disappeared from my chest, my body had swollen to compensate! I was even fatter than before!

Confusion threw my thoughts into a whorl. It wasn't supposed to work that way! The fat was supposed to have vanished into that enigmatic storage dimension, not redistribute over the rest of me!

My neck was now non-existent, buried by literal tons of flab. My entire form had swollen to twice its fatty size before. With a mid-paw, I massaged the fat, the sudden gain not unwelcome, but certainly unexpec...

I gasped as a returning weight came to my chest. My view was in the perfect position to witness it. My flabby-though-relatively-flat chest lost its form as each pectoral, once again, began to balloon into gratuitous spheroids all on their own.

My eyes opened even wider and my jaw dropped as I gripped a moob in each top-paw, each one already twice as large as my head. What was going on with my body!?

Another flabtastic freebie of myself, this time from 's stream the other night.