You sit on the couch, mashing buttons on the Playstation 2 controller with one hand as you stuff the last of the chips into your mouth with the other.
The phone rings. Getting up, you waddle over and answer.
It's Sears, telling you that you've been rejected. It isn't really that big of a shock; you're barely scraping by on your bills and you haven't had a job in two months.
Getting over it, you plop your huge, round ass onto the couch. Your belly flops down into your lap, your almost-as-large breasts resting upon it. Since you aren't going out today, you've just thrown on a tank top that only covers your boobs and tight-fitting jeans that are bursting at the seams.
Returning to your game, you think about your new... you can't describe it... gift? After all, the ability to screw with people's weights at will is invaluable to any girl who wants revenge-or a chubby girl that wants to be bigger...
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