Jess gets dressed

Jess finished her shower. Turning off the water she wrapped her nude body in a towel and headed to her room. Once there she threw aside the towel and began dressing. A black thong covered her clean shaven crotch and wedged between her perfect, meaty cheeks. Then she slipped on her bra, a lacy black, deep plunge push up bra that hefted her DD's out.

She peaked at herself in the mirror and grinned. Megan was just being an idiot: Jess looked like a super model! She was hotter then ever, she didn't' have to be concerned about her weight! Satisfied she continued dressing. She grabbed her cut off jean short shorts and hoisted them on.

To her surprise, she found it was a struggle to get them on. The shorts caught around her thighs, forcing her to yank and wriggle until she got them around her waist. Then, when she tried to button them in place she found they didn't quite fit. She had to **** them closed, causing them to pinch tight around her waist.

Jess frowned. What the hell? These fit fine just last week! She found when she slipped on her tank top it was also much snugger of a fit, and only went down to an inch above her belly button, leaving the bottom of her stomach exposed.

What she didn't know was this was part of Megan's plan. She'd replaced some of Jess's clothes with slightly smaller versions of the same clothes. A pricey process, but luckily Megan had a wealthy family, and money was no issue. She even went through the effort of swapping the tags, so it looked like Jess's clothes were the same size, but they all fit smaller!

Jess slipped on her heels and went to start her day, though she found Megan's words once more running through her mind...