About a week later, Sam was fat. She had become so obsessed with the cinnamon rolls; she had them for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Sam was the size of a sumo wrestler, with DD cups, a bean bag sized ass, a gut that drooped from Sam’s shirt, flabby legs, and was starting to get another chin. Sam hadn’t noticed because she was too busy filling herself with those rolls. She had been thinking non-stop about the cinnamon rolls ever since she put the first one in her mouth.
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