"Today, we're presenting our oral projects in front of the class. We will go in alphabetical order by first name, so Srta. Hansen..." Her voice trails off as she notices your massive changes.
You cling to any hope by downing your size back to 220, but you still look plenty fat in front of everyone.
"Me llamo Srta. Hansen. Vivo en Costa Verde. Me gusta..." You get lost in thoughts of your breakfast, which you could still never forget. "...Comer! Me gusta comer mucho! Me gusta pizza, y spaghetti, y waffles, y pancakes, y..." Lost in a trance, you continue to fire off food names (not even in spanish) and that you like to eat a lot.
After about a minute, the teacher commands you to sit down.
Marissa, the popular girl who sits next to you, leans over and pokes your belly. As it jiggles, she begins to taunt you.
"Of course you like to eat, you fatass," she hisses under her breath, "You like to eat everything. I bet that if you were hungry enough you'd eat a person!" You simply turn away and try to ignore her, but she keeps going.
"I bet you'd eat anything I put in front of you! You're an absolute porker, and I thought you were normal. But gaining about a hundred and fifteen pounds in one weekend is just weird. You've let yourself go, you have no self-respect."
And that snaps you. You just think 'At lunch today, your appetite will be unstoppable...'
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