Over For Ellie?

Ellie was getting fatter, and fatter. Her brain was deteriorating, and her personality was shifting. She was now a ditzy cow-girl. She had large tits, a big juicy ass, and wide hips. She was a big, dumb slut. She was going to the gym, but skipping exercise to go straight for the magical protein drink. She was now a big, fat cow, addicted to the fluid from the wall. The hole in the wall was still there, and she could not resist. She would kneel down in front of it, and stick her lips around it, and suck, and suck, and suck. It would fill her mouth with the sweet, thick fluid, and she would swallow, and swallow, and swallow. She enjoyed becoming dumber and fatter, not like she had a choice anymore. The drink had altered her neurochemistry at this point...She looked at herself in the mirror, and giggled to herself. Her breasts were large, and hanging out of her white crop top. Her hips were huge, and so were her ass cheeks. Her pussy was drooling down her thighs. She turned around, and put her hand on her ass, and massaged her cheek, enjoying the sensation. She looked at her belly, and it was getting big... She had already put on 50 pounds! She looked like such a stupid pregnant cow. She'd think that if she could still think. Her top which once hosted a flat chest was strained against her now gargantuan udders, and her favorite shorts were stretching beyond warranty. Between sucking from the feeder, she would moan and moo. It was all she could do. She wasn't even good for much else anymore. She was dumb, useless, and the gym's first victim...