Lovers to Fat Sisters

Your girlfriend and you have a nasty little habit, which is to always make snarky little comments on people you see out in the public. Never loud enough for them to hear mind you, but you constantly judge people around you, how they act, how they look. Usually all you get is some offended reaction when people near you overhear, sometimes a comment on how rude you are, but never anything too extreme. Until today.

Today you happened to be sitting on the same bench as a very powerful reality altering witch when you started whispering to each other, just loud enough for her to hear.

"Did you see what that girl was wearing? What a complete slut!"

"Yeah and that one over there definitely doesn't have the shape required for those pants. I swear it should be illegal for fat women to wear leggings, absolutely hideous."

"Oh my god you are so right! I swear to god it's almost like they have no shame or something. Don't they know they look so bad in those?"

At first the witch was simply annoyed, but then she became outright mad, deciding that the both of you should be taught a lesson. With a snap of her fingers you were no longer a loving couple enjoying a day outside while judging other people. You were now two fat women sitting on a bench, catching your breath as simply walking was such an effort for you. Not only that, but you were also sisters and no longer lovers. Although you did love to find yourself some chubby chasers and have three ways with them, in an attempt to sate your overactive libido.

You could still remember your old lives, who you were before, but it was all like a vague memory. Now you were both stuck as overweight nymphomaniac sisters who lived only for food and cock, your fate forever sealed as the witch got up from the bench with a chuckle, walking out of your lives just as quickly as she had just changed them.