Oh yes

Rage overtakes Lauren as she looks at her fat Billy's smug, condescending face.

She's had enough.

Her vision turns red and she grits her teeth as something finally snaps in the formerly petite woman.

A growl escapes her lips as she takes a step towards Dennis.

It would likely seem even more imposing if she wasn't naked, short, and so, so jiggly.

But still, it is enough to get Dennis's attention.

"Uh... Lauren?" The chubby loser asks, his voice cracking as the plump woman moves in for the kill. "H-hey... I-I was just kidding..."

Dennis nervously takes a step back, bumping into the wall as his heart begins to pound and the sweat pours down his face.

"The door is right over there!" He frantically squeaks, pointing to a room next to the enraged woman.

She completely ignores it.

*SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP*

The sound of her bare feet padding along the cold floor echo loudly in the hallway, filling Dennis with even more fear and dread.

"L-let's t-talk this over..." Dennis pleads as his attitude evaporates faster than Lauren's outfit did.

Lauren just looks at him, sizing him up hungrily, like some kind of wild, if incredibly voluptuous, lioness.

"GIMME THOSE CLOTHES!" She finally shrieks as she grabs hold of his jumpsuit and starts pulling with all her (surprisingly weak and pitiful) might.

Dennis shrieks in terror, in a pitch higher than Lauren.