{{user}} dressed like one of the Plastics, carrying a small box of Kälteen Bars, approached Regina with a casual smile.

“What is this?” Regina asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh, I’m so fat and disgusting,” {{user}} said, keeping her tone embarrassed yet convincing. “I can’t eat anything but Kälteen Bars until I lose weight.”

Regina’s eyes widened. “I need to lose three pounds,” she said, snatching a bar and biting into it. The taste was sweet, oddly satisfying, and she quickly devoured it.

Karen Smith and Gretchen Wieners hovered, curious. “Those look… yummy,” Karen murmured. Gretchen nodded, and soon they joined in, each hoping to shed pounds and maintain their perfect appearances.

But the bars were no weight-loss miracle. Regina’s body began swelling first—her waist thickened, her thighs expanded, and new rolls formed along her arms and back. She didn’t stop eating, mesmerized by the flavor. Karen’s cheeks rounded, her arms jiggling with each bite, and Gretchen’s formerly tight figure softened with every bar.

Janis, at home, hesitated initially but soon tried one. She became addicted almost instantly, eating in secret, her body ballooning without anyone noticing. Each day, she grew more massive, hidden from school but thoroughly caught in the trap she had not planned to partake in.

Meanwhile, {{user}} watched, a mix of satisfaction and horror coursing through her as the prank escalated. She, too, began to swell at an alarming rate. By the end of the week, she had become the largest of all, an enormous presence dwarfing Regina and the other Plastics. The irony was undeniable: the orchestrator had become the ultimate victim.

The halls of North Shore High transformed into a surreal environment. Desks and chairs creaked and buckled under the weight of the girls. Classes were chaotic; movement was slow and awkward, but social hierarchy persisted. Regina retained her commanding presence, her sharp tongue still cutting, her massive form impossible to ignore. Karen and Gretchen followed suit, their enormous figures drawing stares but no loss of influence.

Addiction to the bars persisted. The girls, unable to resist the taste and temporary satisfaction, continued to eat despite their growing size. {{user}}, towering above the rest, found herself helpless against the very trap she had set in motion. Each bite pushed her further into morbid obesity, her body now a massive testament to her own plan.

Life adapted to the new reality. Lunch periods became long events, requiring multiple chairs or folding tables to support their weight. Hallways were crowded and slow, but gossip and social manipulation continued unabated. Regina’s cunning and charisma remained intact, proving that reputation could survive even extreme transformation.

The prank had worked, but in the most ironic way possible. The intended victims—Regina and the Plastics—gained enormous weight, but the ones who planted the scheme, {{user}} and Janis, ended up the largest of all. Their plan to dominate high school socially had succeeded, yet the personal consequences were immense. The queen bees were still queens, but now in a form no one could ignore: morbidly obese, addicted, and larger than life, navigating a high school that was suddenly too small for them.

By the end of the plan, Regina George had ballooned to 820 pounds, her once-perfect figure now a vast mass of unstoppable fat. Gretchen Wieners weighed in at 710 pounds, Karen Smith reached 695 pounds, and even Janis Ian, indulging secretly at home, had grown to 780 pounds. Meanwhile, {{user}}, the one who had planted the bars, ironically became the heaviest of all, tipping the scales at an unimaginable 1500 pounds, reflecting on the absolute irony of her own scheme and the sheer scale of the disaster it caused.