The bright streets of Columbia glimmered as you and Elizabeth entered a small shop tucked between floating walkways. A cheerful attendant offered a free sample of a new vigor, claiming it would enhance strength and perception. Curiosity got the better of both of you, and you accepted.

Almost immediately, the effects hit. Elizabeth’s body began to swell uncontrollably—her limbs rounding, her torso ballooning, her chest and hips expanding into a perfectly round, cherry-like form. You gasped, only to feel the same strange pressure as your body also began to expand, softening, rounding, and growing impossibly large. Soon, both of you were completely immobile, your soft, spherical forms pinned in place, helpless.

Panicked, Elizabeth attempted to use her tear powers to escape into another reality. But each alternate world revealed the same cruel fate. In one, she was a blueberry, and you mirrored the effect beside her. In another, she became a lime, you beside her a matching sphere. Then a grape, tiny and round, yet equally trapped.

No matter which reality she reached, no matter how she tried to manipulate the tears, this was your shared destiny: soft, round, immobile, and utterly dependent on the other’s presence. Every timeline confirmed the same outcome—both of you permanently transformed into fat, spherical forms.

Elizabeth trembled, her voice muffled by the weight of her own body. “All… all worlds… this… this is us,” she whispered, rolling slightly as she tried to stabilize herself. You could only nod, trapped in perfect symmetry beside her, the two of you a bizarre, inseparable pair, soft, round, and helpless, forever bound by the vigor’s cruel effect across every reality.

The city of Columbia carried on, oblivious, while you and Elizabeth became a living testament to a destiny that spanned all possible worlds—a cruelly consistent transformation, complete and inescapable.