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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 3:53:00 GMT -4
"oh my," I say, burping. "But a whole cake? That's like a fat girl appetite!" I grab the last slice, and shove it in my mouth, not even noticing the taste this time.
"Magical cake? What does it do?" I say, looking down at my feet. Suddenly confused, I notice that I can't really tell the difference from where my calfs end and my ankles begin. Did I always have cankles?
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 25, 2009 3:57:07 GMT -4
"Well, lets see. The apple, that changed one's appetite, and the cake increases one's weight. Yes, that's it" he says figuring out his own magic.
Tingles are still flowing and you feel a rumble in your belly, and this one isn't from hunger.
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 4:01:53 GMT -4
I frown. "Increases weight?" I rub my tummy, feeling the rumbling get stronger and stronger. "I suppose I could just run it off, but..."
I giggle, sitting down. "I really should get back to exercising, but I feel so...so..." I frown again. "Why do I feel so different? You don't happen to have a diet Pepsi, do you? I'm suddenly very thirsty. Maybe some flavored water?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 25, 2009 4:11:57 GMT -4
"I don't think I have any of those things...is there anything else I can tempt you with...Regular Soda, Juice, Coffee?"
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 4:16:58 GMT -4
"ooh, perhaps a great big chocolate milkshake?" I ask, feeling the tingling get stronger and stronger. I loosen my shorts even more, feeling them get tighter and tighter, a small roll of fat pushing over the top, pressing my jogging t-shirt up.
"I was just about to go exer...exer..." I frown, searching for the word. "What was I going to do?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 25, 2009 4:18:52 GMT -4
"Have this nice big shake..." he said handing the thick beverage to you.
"Drink up, wouldn't want to waste a drop..."
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 4:23:39 GMT -4
I stick the candy straw in my mouth, sucking down the thick chocolate greedily, not noticing my thighs and butt expanding with every swallow. I try to remember what I should be doing.
"This reminds me of the fat girls in my sociology class," I giggle, licking some of the chocolate off my chin. "They're always indulging in something like this." I bite the candy straw, feeling the tingling take over my whole body. "It's so nice to rub my skinny-ness in their face, haha!"
"Is that shake magic too? What does it do?" I ask, leaning forward perplexed, my stomach beginning to sag on my thighs.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 25, 2009 4:27:27 GMT -4
"It intensifies the effects of the cake..." he says with a deep chuckle.
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 4:32:25 GMT -4
"Ooh! Cake!" I laugh, finishing the rest of the delicious shake, sticking my tongue in the glass to get it all. Exhausted, I let my now stubby fingers rest on my unusually chubby thighs, the impact making them both jiggle.
"I forgot I ate that whole cake! And I'm still so hungry! Cake is part of my diet plan though, isn't it? I forgot what I put on my diet plan..."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 25, 2009 4:43:32 GMT -4
"Well, you seem to like cake and other sweets" he said smiling.
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 4:48:19 GMT -4
"Oh, I do!" I burp, a double chin flopping down under my first chin with the burp. "It's so good to just sit and eat...I think my diet plan was like, shakes, cake, pizza, burgers... It's really hard to think right now"
I get up from the chair, my belly flopping over my shorts, my thigh rubbing together as they jiggle. I look down, trying to see my toes, poking at the rolls pushing over my waist band. "Did I look like this when I came in?" I ask, my plump butt jiggling, the cellulite showing under the shorts. "I always figured myself for a skinny girl..."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 25, 2009 4:53:48 GMT -4
"Have you. Good Self Image is a great thing to have, my dear..." Hugo says as he watches you slowly get thicker.
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 4:57:30 GMT -4
I smile, my round, plump face glowing. I do a little turn, my thighs jiggling. "I'm a cheerleader, I have great self-image! I wish I had a scale though, I wonder how much weight I lost with that jog..."
I waddle over to you, my thighs getting thicker by the moment. "Any other magical treats for the fat girl?" I blush, then cover my mouth suddenly. "That's strange, I meant 'skinny'" I giggle, my tummy and double chin jiggling.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Feb 25, 2009 4:59:48 GMT -4
"There is some candy in that box over there" he said pointing to the box on the table.
The box read "Thunder Thighs Chocolate" which you thought was an odd name for a chocolate company.
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Post by ashleigh on Feb 25, 2009 5:04:03 GMT -4
I waddle over to the box, jamming my thick wrist into it, pulling out a handful of chocolate bars and shoving them in my mouth. I chomp down, my already thick thighs expanding with every bite.
"Thunder thighs chocolate? What does that mean?" I ask, my thighs beginning to split my shorts. "Anything for self image? I do love your magical candy, Lord Hugo," I mumble, shoving handful after handful of chocolate in my mouth, another chin starting to emerge.
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