Noodle sat on the floor of her dressing room, the new jeans sprawled in front of her. She grunted as she attempted to pull them over her enormous thighs.

Noodle (muttering): “C’mon… just… a little… more…”

Her butt, now massive and rounded, barely fit into the denim, and the zipper wouldn’t budge. She shifted side to side, trying to wiggle into them, but the jeans stretched and groaned under the strain.

Next, she grabbed the sweater. She tried to put it over her head, but her belly blocked it halfway, the fabric tight against her massive torso.

Noodle (sighing): “Why does everything feel… smaller?”

Her chest pushed against the sweater, her thick arms struggling to fit into the sleeves, and her stomach spilled out over the waistband of the jeans. Sitting back, she examined herself in the mirror. Her thighs pressed together, the folds of her belly cascading over the jeans, and her enormous, rounded butt prevented her from moving forward comfortably.

Even with all her years of agility and studio experience, Noodle was defeated by her own body. The new clothes were meant to make her feel stylish, but instead, they highlighted just how massive she had become. She sank back on the floor, belly resting on her thighs, her chest and butt spilling over, and muttered to herself.

Noodle: “Okay… maybe… leggings next time…”

Her struggle was both comical and overwhelming. The room smelled faintly of her efforts as she shifted and tugged at the fabric, each movement a reminder of how much her body had grown. Kong Studios had never seen her like this—an enormous, spherical mass attempting to conquer denim and knitwear.