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Slowly at first, then faster, Wendy dug into her first mountainous plate of soggy, buttery pancakes. She'd only been on a diet for a few days, but the sensation of sugary, fatty goodness on her tongue was enough to make her moan. She barely even noticed the syrup dripping down her chin as she shoveled the next bite into her mouth. And the next. And the next...
"I bet you could use some soda to wash it down," her mother offered, handing her a bottle. Wendy nodded, her mouth too full to speak, and grabbed the bottle out of her hands. She barely even registered how weird it was to have soda in the house. Typically, her mom would never buy the stuff. And yet here she was, handing her daughter a bottle of it, in order to help her keep eating. Could life get any better?
With the help of her mother's gentle encouragement, it took four whole plates of pancakes before Wendy finally had to call it quits. She breathed heavily, licking the last bits of flavor off of her sticky-sweet lips, wishing she had room for more. How long had it been since she'd been allowed to really pig out like that? It had probably been years since she'd stuffed herself this full. And she'd certainly never done it with her mom's help before.
She wished she had more room. If she could, she'd stay here all day, letting her parents bring her oversized meals. But she was afraid she might actually burst - or worse - if she tried to eat another plate right now. Her gluttony spree would have to wait until later to be continued.
So, she decided she might as well go to school while her food settles.
This immediately proved to be more challenging than she originally anticipated. Having packed several pounds of calories into her pudgy gut, standing wasn't as easy as expected. It took her mother's help to get her onto her feet at all, and even then, she quickly realized that buttoning her already-tight uniform wasn't going to be an option until her food settled. Even attempting to close the buttons over her bloated midsection was enough to cause physical pain. With no other choice, she settled for throwing on an oversized sweater over her usual attire to try and hide the fact that she was too stuffed to fit into her clothes. She just hoped she could make it through the day without anybody noticing.
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