She already taken a few drinks. Oh no!

(This chapter originally by "Frank")

Kayla stared, wide eyed, in horror between Laycee and the half empty glass in her hand. She wanted to drop or throw the glass, to spit up what she’d already drank, and get far away from all this food but try as she might, she couldn’t move. She just stared at the tainted eggnog in horror and want. She wanted, no, needed to finish it.

“L-laycee,” Kayla stuttered, starting to panic as she stomach growled and her body grew hot. “How...how much did you put in these drinks?”

“Oh I dunno,” she thought about it a moment, not notice Kayla’s rising panic. She was sipping at her drink more often, a hand on her tummy (was it bigger already?), and her face was getting more flush. “The bottles were small so I only added about half to mine…”

“Oh no…” Kayla groaned. She absentmindedly took another swig without noticing.

“But since it was your stuff I assumed you’d want more so I put the other half in yours plus a whole nother bottle,” Laycee continued. Her face was red and it wasn’t because of the ****.

“No…” Kayla gasped. A bottle and a half!? She’d added two bottle to each of the drink vats and those held gallons of this stuff. It had diluted the supplement so much and was being shared amongst dozens of women who were only sipping on their drinks and those women were already bloating into giants. Kayla looked down, realizing finally that she had emptied her glass, and tried to come to terms with what was about to happen to her.

“Kayla…” Laycee said quietly…