"Ooh, hi Emma!"
As expected, Jill's thin little body wiggled herself into the kitchen in the most glamorous and expensive outfit she could find. Still hadn't changed a bit. Her brainless blonde sister had gotten married to some rich doctor a few years ago. Rachel was invited to the wedding, but Jill mispelled Ross and Emma's names, so she decided to stay home and eat some cake to make up for it (that was all she was pretty much going to do anyway) And besides, she just divorced him and took all his money.
Jill turned to Ross and greeted him with the standard greeting for someone you haven't seen in four years and could barely remember, let alone care, what their name is. "Hi, it's been so long!" Rachel could recognize her fake smile from a mile away. She bit into her dinner roll angrilly
Then, she turned to Rachel. "Oh... my... Hi!" Jill paused akwardly, "Rachel!"
The bigger sister gave a sarcastic smile and swallowed, "Hi Jill." she said dryly. She could actually see Jill look her over from big fat top to bigger fatter bottom. Then, she looked a little closer at Ross and examined his paunch. Then she just turned back to Rachel and gave her a look that practically screamed, 'OH MY GOD!', Jill looked absolutely mortified at her fat family!
Ross, sensing the tension, decided to break the entire minute of silence that followed. "So... let's eat!" he squeaked nervously
"Yeah...eat..." Jill stressed the last word
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"It was so nice of Monica to send us a pumpkin pie!" Rachel did her best to make conversation, "Although, I could have done without the postage stamp in the middle..."
"That was Uncle Chandler, he promised to send me one from every state he visits, ever!"
Ross examined the stamp, "Huh, this one says it's from New York." he shrugged and put it back down. "Hey, Monica's the traveller with her big Mocholate Business, Chandler just sits at home and comes up with ideas." Rachel jeered, lifting a big piece of pumpkin pie to her mouth.
"Oh, and what's wrong with that?" Jill asked in a mock tone, "I don't have a job."
Ross waved his fork arbitrarilly and swallowed, "No, he's got a job, but all it really requires is the left side of your brain." His poor attempt at dumbing it down for Jill still recieved a no, she just looked at him like he was still the biggest geek this side of Manhattan. Unfortuantely, Rachel and Emma had the same look on their faces.
"You know... the CREATIVE side of your brain?", Ross dragged it out slowly. No positive response. Jill pushed her plate back, "Well, I think I'm done." she glared at her half-empty plate. Ross pushed his plate back too, "Yeah Rach, I'm stuffed."
Rachel looked a little offended, but didn't touch on it. "Alright, well Emma and I aren't done, right Emma?" she turned to her daughter, who was already on her feet and heading to the TV room. Rachel still had a little room, but decided against looking like a hog in front of her sister.
The gigantic brunette attempted to heave her hefty hindquarters from the poor, overloaded chair. "Oh no, don't get up Rach!" Jill rushed over to keep her Rachel from standing, "Don't worry about it, Ross, Emmit-er, Emma and I can just... watch TV or something!" she quickly hurried everyone out of the dining room. Rachel actually heard her younger sister whisper, "Oh my GAWD, she's huge!"
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Rachel angrilly stuffed some turkey in her mouth, "Huge huh?" she whimpered, "I don't see Miss High-and-Mighty giving birth and having a kid, and a desk job, and-and, UGH!!" she stuffed another large bite of pie into her mouth.
Rachel had practically cleared the table, something most upset woman of her size could do when comfort eating. "And now, she's probably ohmigawding about how fat her sister is!" she stuffed more food into her kraut, "Well, why doesn't SHE just move into the real world where there's a pizza place on every corner claiming to be 'The Original Ray's Pizza'!"
Rachel's already stretched sweater was already testing it's limits, and her pants were suffocatingly tight, but the only thing Rachel could do to think was to eat her troubles away! "I mean, come into the REAL WORLD Jill!" she snorted, "We can't all stay immature little 20-something year olds drinking coffee forever!"
As a sign that Rachel should perhaps stop, she ran out of food. She panted heavilly, still crying a little. And then it hit her... she ate ALL that food! All of it!
Jill walked down the hall laughing her fake laugh, "Oh haha, that plutonium!" as she desperately tried to get away from Ross and Emma's 'science humor'. "Oh hey Rach!" she did her best to avoid looking directly at her fatass sister, "I'm just gonna... y'know... leave."
Rachel sobbed, and Jill must've finally realized that she was in distress. "Oh... oh hun, what's wrong?"
Rachel glared at Jill and managed to blubber something out that sounded like, "What do you mean what's wrong?!" Jill, grown literate in the language of sobbing emotional women due to a life of immaturity, responded, "What? If you're not gonna tell me what's the matter, I'll just leave."
"You! You come in here all skinny and I'm all... HUGE!!"
"Yeah, you are pretty big." Jill gaped at her sister's enormous thighs, hips, and ass, "Like, bigger than your fat friend Moesha." "Her name is Monica." Rachel quickly corrected, wiping her chubby cheeks. "How do you do it?!" she quickly asked obviously frazzled, "I mean, I've been a stayathome mom for four years, and I've gained 130 pounds, not counting the 60 I gained when I got stuck at a desk!"
"Well, I'll be honest with you..."
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