Moderate

Cora looked over the men that had answered their brochures. "Sheesh, Tiffany, did they ever answer! 'Experimental ski thereapy for men, only obese need apply.' There must be a dozen!"

"That's good,' answered Tiffany. "Fun times to be had by all...for a little while" She smiled mischievously as Cora leaned over and kissed her breifly. "We've left 'refreshments' out for our guests--"

"Same as we left for those gals?"

"The very same. Oh, except for one guy that arrived early, he has a special variant of the 'Boom' serum."

"Variant how?"

Storage module 4:310

“And over the loop and back again and… there!” Emily smiled with pride at her handiwork, tugging at the silk string she just tied to Tanya’s golden belly-button ring.

“You’re sure that’s secure?” Tanya asked hesitantly.  She couldn’t see what her friend was doing.  She couldn’t see over the curve of her beach-ball sized boobs at all, for that matter.  She’d spent the last day bobbing against a hastily erected tarp-tent Emily erected outside her apartment, pondering her new condition.

I had gotten a job working in the archives of Goodyear. Not too many people know this but Goodyear is all the time trying to come up with new ways of using rubber. I, unfortunately, ended up on the graveyard shift, which meant I ended up spending a lot time in stacks and stacks of reports, and what not from old experiments.