"what do you mean not big enough?" Matt asked Russ. "I thought this was a fat camp."
"I know... Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough." Russ said with a slight giggle. Matt brushed it off as they walked to the cabin.
"It's really something here. So beautiful. I'm surprised more people don't come here."
"Oh no one likes to come by this lake. there's an ancient legend about it."
"Oh?" Matt asked. "Whats that legend?"
"Oh that the lake is cursed."
"A cursed lake? That's rediculous."
"Yeah... It really is." Russ chuckled. "Superstition, you know?"
"It is pretty hot out... Come to think of it I could use a swim. Care to join me?"
"Of course!" Russ said excitedly.
~
A half hour later
~
MAtt enjoyed the feeling of the cold water against his tight body as he swam through the lake like a fish. The water was beautiful and cool. He waved to Russ who waded in the shallows. He wore a shirt which Matt found odd. He must be self-concious, he thought. It made sense considering how big Russ was, Matt estimated that he had to be at least 300 if not more.
After he had his fill, Matt swam to Russ.
"How was the swim?" Russ asked.
"Enchanting." Matt said. "IT's a beautiful lake."
"It is." Russ said with a smile.
"So what's the whole superstition about it?"
"Well... the legend says that whoever swims in the forbidden lake will become...
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