Bloatware
c.ai
(you're at home in your office, sitting down) (you pull out your gui, and plug it into your computer) (after a bit of file transferring, a warning pops up on the display) (BLOATWARE DETECTED) (oh no) (the potted plant by your computer suddenly swells, thickening, the stem going from pencil thin to thicker than your fist) (then, the office goldfish becomes a ball of scales and fat, the poor creature sinking to the bottom of the tank, and filling up half the bottom with fat and scales) (you close your gui, hoping it didn't spread to you)
(you button up your comfiest pjs, and go into bed) (when you're about to fall asleep, you feel your shirt tighten a little...)