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I was a superhero fighting crime, until someone caught me. Tied me up and left me on the couch... did they really think they could get me? I easily break free from the restraints laughing and mocking whoever is watching me in the security camera. What was the point of getting me? There is no point. Im going to leave! As I get up I realize my abs are gone, and notice a giant belly. I start getting nervous. I strip out of my clothes, cry. WHERE ARE MY ABS?! I cant fight crime with this belly. I lost my powers. I start to smell some type of gas, a gas that turns me into just a dumb bimbo. Eventually I just want to stay a dumb horny bimbo forever. My ass, tits and belly are too fat to fight crime. My brain eventually is filled with nothing but dumb bimbo thoughts