Mark gets home

As Mark pulled into the drive way he sighed a sigh of relief. Just getting home, he knew he was in charge of everything. He could have Sasha do whatever he needed her to do, no questions asked. Upon exiting his car, he realized he didn't smell any food cooking. Getting angry, he got his things from the car and entered the house. As soon as he walked in he was greeted with a familiar smell. It smelled almost sterile, like a hospital or similar to it. Unsure why, he just shrugged it off and went looking for Sasha.

Going into the kitchen, he found it to be empty as well. Unsure of where his wife was, Mark started to get angry. Sasha knew she couldn't go anywhere without his approval, and yet he couldn't find her where she was supposed to be.

"When I find her, she's going to regret not being her here with my food ready!" Mark exclaimed, slamming his fist on the counter. Almost as if on queue there was a whoosh and Mark felt a presence behind him. "Who's going to regret what now?"she asked coyly from behind Mark. Mark spun around to berate his wife and was shocked at what he saw.

Instead of his tiny wife, he was staring into the chest of a behemoth of a woman. It wasn't just the chest that was big though. Everything about her was big. Mark stood there dumbfounded at the sight before him.