The remote - Eri demands an explanation, and punishes Miranda for corrupting Sakura

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Miranda waddled out in a low cut minidress that barely covered her enormous, globular ass, and showed off all of her pale, quivering thighs. She was relieved to finally be wearing something that fit, but at over 300 pounds she didn't feel particularly sexy, as her belly was starting to outpace her boobs and her entire body jiggled with every step.

"*sniff* W-what do you want?" said, drying tears from her chubby face.

"I *want* to know what exactly you're doing bringing my daughter to a party like this!" Eri demanded, still furious, though chuckling slightly as she saw how fat Miranda had become.

"I-it was her idea!" Miranda blubbered, pointing at Sakura.

"Sakura-chan, is this true?" Eri asked, turning her bulk to face her inebriated daughter.

"N-n-no okaasan," Sakura said, straightening slightly. "It all miss Donovan's idea. She say I go to American party, Sakura not want to go..."

Miranda stared at Sakura in shock.

"Like that's not true!" she protested.

"Just as I suspected," Eri said. "It's time for you to learn a lesson in responsibility..." she said, fiddling with the remote.

She engaged the age setting, then cranked the dial slowly.

Miranda was soon out of her college years and into early adulthood. As she aged, the path that her recent weight gain set her on continued, and her belly spread wider and sagged further. Her hips and ass thickened and softened, spreading wider and wider. As the years continued, her fat face developed a few wrinkles, and her radiant red hair lost some of its luster. As Miranda approached her early 40's, she was absolutely massive.

Her ass was the fattest anyone in the room had ever seen, wider than the doorway behind her. Her thighs were massive, drooping with fat, and her breasts, while enormous, were flat and flabby, resting on her gargantuan belly.

"W-what's happening to me?" Miranda moaned in a fatter, gravelly voice as she studied her thick sausage fingers and chubby wrists.

"Now, to complete your punishment," Eri mused, fear for her daughter now replaced by a simple desire for revenge.

"You're no longer a student here, you're now the janitor," Eri smiled, changing Miranda further.
"You're no longer a student here, you're now a stripper hired for the party as a joke," Eri smiled, changing Miranda further.
"You're no longer a student here, you're now a dropout who still goes to college parties to pick up guys," Eri smiled, changing Miranda further.
"You will be Sakura's mom," Eri smiled, hoping to return to normal.
"You will be Vanessa's mom," Eri smiled. "And you better keep your daughter in line..."
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