You were at your wit's end with your roommate. A frumpy couch potato since she's lost her job, she now spends her days memorizing Netflix's library. She says she's looking for a job, but you know that if any of the classifieds call her back, with how much weight she's put on, she stands no chance of passing any interview. Your heartfelt landlord knows you're on hard times, and has let the past few months slide- but last week he wrote how he can't afford to extend his already priestlike generousness any further, for the sake of his own mortgage.Without any other options, you reach out to your friends. Many of them work in fields too lavish for her skill-set, and none can help. Except Bury, who runs a controversial Beautification Clinic. You and Bury go way back, no doubt she remembers how you helped her get back on her feet since she lost her medical license, she's since been in the news for her 'Bimbo Clinic', and some ethics disputes. She's offered to make up a secretary position as long as your roommate takes part in a round of treatment- she's got to represent the clinic to incoming customers. The treatment should take 6 months, but she could start training immediately, and get some hours in before the next pay period.After the first week, you've noticed a small change in her frame. Her once potato silhouette had stretched taller and thinner, ever so subtly though. After work she spends less time rotting in front of that Netflix screen, more on her laptop checking Facebook and other social media sites. With everything you both have saved up from work and having had only eaten instant ramen, much to your landlords relief you're able to pay rent.After the first month of treatment, her once flabby A-cups had ballooned into hearty D's, almost as if all of the excess fat around her torso had been squeezed up to her breasts. She's gotten surprisingly tall and slender. She used to fall asleep on the couch, comfortably fitting like a puzzle piece- but now when she exhaustively collapses on the couch after work her long tanned legs dangle off the end. She's made a lot of friends at work since her face cleared up, and her once thin lips having had plumped out to look more feminine.By the second month, she was as tall as you. Her other physical changes continued without falter, pushing her once mildly notable proportions to the edge of feasibility. You help her go shopping on Saturdays, she's always eager to refurbish her expanding curves with ever increasingly slutty and garish outfits, almost as if to taunt you. You swear that the skimpy joke of a suit they make her wear at work is the least revealing thing she owns.You two have started sleeping together. She's outgrowing something every day, and has since given up trying to cover herself up at all when at home. It was only a matter of time really- more than once she'd caught you staring lustily at her newest blouse and bra straining to keep her- (god- what did she say they were at now, H Cups?) restrained. With the seductive look of a hungry panther, she's constantly prodding to see if you're 'in the mood'. She'll try and lay her legs across you for a nap, ask for massages, or talk about the struggles of getting dressed. You've had to increase your diet to keep up with how often she's... draining you.Today marks the third month since she's started. She's taller than you by at least a half foot, and at the rate she's going, tomorrow it'll be more. Paradoxically you can fit both your hands around her cartoonishly thin waist, which you often do to move her out of the way when she's gossiping on the phone (she doesn't notice you in her peripheries anymore since she's gotten so tall). You often marvel at how such a small column of flesh could keep what look like hundreds of pounds of breast flesh aloft, it doesn't look physically possible from a structural point of view. Her lips have continued to grow, and have swollen to two shiny pink balloons, overall she more closely resembles a caricature of a bimbo more than any facsimile of a human.Bury says she's doing an excellent job at work, and has lavished her with raises as business has grown. Bury has personally started driving her to and from work since she got lost on the subway last week. Despite the stories of her great performance at work, at home it seems the extent of her faculties are to eat, gossip and succumb the base desires with you. You don't mind though, since you've hired the maid. Bury now handles the clothes shopping- she's recently struck a partnership overseas and buys specialty sized garments for a number of her patients in bulk.Every now and then you catch her stuck, trying to do something she used to know. Basic stuff- like navigating the TV to Netflix, or turning on the washing machine. She'll stare, brows furrowed- straining to remember something that isn't there. It's cute, in a weird way, endearing.In private, deep at night when you two are alone in your thoughts, she'll often unexpectedly tear up- thinking about how good you treat her, regardless of her many shortcomings. Despite her increasingly vapid mind, the deep, once secretive love she's held for you has is as strong as ever, bolstered by her new confidence and unfettered by any bothersome higher cognitive functions.She praises how lucky she is to have you, and you humor her her with mock agreement. Sure, she's the lucky one, not you. All you have is some 7 ft bimbo with the libido of a rabbit in heat who's making enough money for you to both enter retirement in five years.She pauses,You smile with the patience of a parent to their toddler, and turn the range on for her. She tries to hide her amazement as you perform a feat, that to her, is a coordinated dance of memory and tactile acuity on par with a brain surgeon during operation.she nervously giggles,Looking over the whole situation with an sudden stroke of sobriety, her eyes serious despite the absurd lips sitting on her face. She turns and kisses you.You take her and continue kissing, with how her added income saved them you two from the brink of eviction, you don't know where you'd be without her, either.Had a really fun time with this one. I liked the morph, but I really had fun writing the caption for this one! Let me know what you think!