It may be a hot day but turning into giant fruits isn't the way to cool off.  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on Sept 27th.)

              Gwen paced back and forth in the backyard of the girl’s patio.  “I am telling you there was something wrong with that ice cream.”

              Victoria put her hands behind her head and laughed.  “Look, just because we feel a bit funny after eating a wonderful treat isn’t anything to worry about.  It wasn’t the food.  It’s this blasted heat.  If anything, the reason why you want to faint is because it’s almost a hundred degrees out.  Dear god, why don’t you jump in the pool already and cool off.”

              “Cool off?  There is something seriously wrong here, and you are telling me to cool off!”

              Tess smirked.  “I think you should listen to her.  The heat is going straight to that brain of yours.”

              “Look, we all have been feeling a little extra hot lately, right?”  They all nodded their heads.  “We all have been feeling unusually full and bloated, right?”  Again, they all nodded their heads.  “Then why don’t you believe me that it’s the fucking ice cream?”

              Victoria stood up and wiped the sweat from her face.  “Because it doesn’t make sense.  The bloated feeling is most likely just because we ate the wonderful treat too quickly.  And as for the heat?”  She looked Gwen in the face.  “Are you really trying to suggest us getting hotter on a day like this is due to ice cream?  That is supposed to cool us off.”