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"Weight Loss Plan"

What would you do if you discovered something that had unexpected affects? Would you go around and tell everyone you know? Or would you hide it from the world in fear of what it might do to people, especially those you love? Often times the hardest choices we make are the ones we know for certain will have dramatic affects on our lives whether we realized it or not. Which is why my decision was one of the most terrifying.
It wasn't but a few days ago when I discovered something during an experiment. You see, I'm big on chemistry. I love the idea of combining different elements and creating an accidental reaction that you have no idea how it'll turn out. There are a few chemicals you can combine that can do anything from creating an explosion to a seemingly endless amount of toxic foam.
I bring this up, not only because it fascinates me, but because I discovered a mixture that lead to a creation of something that I sort of regret creating. I can't tell you what the mixture was in fear that someone might recreate it and suffer the same fate as me.
What I had ended up creating was this substance that spilled over onto my table. Instead of using something to clean it up, Knowing the chemicals I used weren't toxic, and the smell of it was rather a pleasant one, I figured I might as well try it. I scooped a few drops onto my index finger and took a lick. It surprisingly tasted somewhat edible. It didn't have any sort of chemically after taste. In fact, it didn't have much of a taste at all other than the slightest hint of sour.
Later, as I began cleaning up my chemistry table, my stomach started to feel weird. I looked down at my pudge of a stomach. Honestly, I was definitely on the chubbier side, as I never did much besides sitting on my phone and experimenting randomly. What I noticed about my stomach shocked me. My stomach had shrunk.
It didn't make any sense to me, there's no way any sort of chemical reaction could've caused this. Perhaps it reacted with my stomach acid and caused the tissue to shrink without causing an kind of bodily harm?
I ran to the bathroom to check myself out in the mirror. I lifted my shirt, the cold air making my hairs stand up on end. I patted my belly. It was true, I had lost some weight from the mixture.
I made my way to my room and grabbed the beaker with some of the blue liquid still inside. I took a bigger sip than I had before. I was disappointed when I didn't feel anything right away. Perhaps it was something else that had caused my sudden stomach shrinkage? I carried on cleaning when that strange familiar feeling happened again in my stomach. Surely enough, I lost more weight.
How was I supposed to feel about this? I couldn't help but feel overwhelmingly happy. This drink was legitimately what the world needed as the perfect way to lose weight. I could easily become a millionaire off of this. With all the overwhelming joy inside of me, I was also terrified of what I had just created. I don't know what the proper dosage would be, and what if someone took too much, would their stomach disappear, leaving them a walking skeleton? What if it made them so thin they vanished into thin air?
With all of this in mind, I had to get rid of this stuff. But how? I decided to dump it down the drain in my bathroom sink. I dumped it down. But I stopped before the last few drops could be gone forever. I couldn't help but want some more. My stomach was growling. I needed more. I must have more. More. More. More...

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