Scott, an 18 year old tough guy, stood with his friends after school joking around and having a good time. As a rather fat girl walked by, Scott decided to make a joke.
"Look at one!" he exclaimed, " Her ass is nearly as big as the rest of her!"
While he might have overdone it, he did in fact bring up that she had a big fat ass, she was a pear shaped girl, somewhere in the mid 200's. Anyway, Scott didn't think she had heard him, but as she continued walking, the girl's cheeks went red. Always being a bit overweight, she had been a bit of an outcast. She was also a witch, and seeing such rude behavior made her quite angry. This guy was going to pay.
Soon, Scott's friends left him, and he was alone by the school front. Now, Emily (The fat witch we had previously mentioned) made her way toward him.
"Scott?" she asked, (Her powers had given her mild psychic abilities, not ones she could control particularly well).
"Yeah?" he asked rather arrogantly, what was this fat chick doing talking to him?
"Look, Scott, I heard what you said earlier-"
"Yeah, what of it?" he asked, trying to keep up his tough guy front.
"Geez-" thought Emily, "He's such a pompous asshole, this should be fun."
"Well Scott," she said, trying to sound as harsh as possible, "I'm going to make you pay, you've been mean to me, but not only me, you've been mean to your overweight sister and mother ( Again, the psychic powers flashed, giving her visions of mean remarks about his overweight family members)."
"Yeah, well good luck with that-" said Scott, rather freaked out about how this girl knew he was mean to his fat mother and sister, Julia and Emma.
"I'm going to make you feel like we larger ladies do, but I'm not going to be the one who does it, well, not entirely at least, anything your mom and sister eat will be sent to you in the form of calories, trippled! Also, you'll lose your desire to workout, like us overweight women, and lastly, you won't gain the weight like a man, you'll gain it like a woman!"
"Haha-" he said, "Very funny. I think you should lay off the doughnuts and get a look at the real world, this kind of thing doesn't happen."
"We'll see," said Emily as a smile curled around her face, the spell was done, "Have a nice day."
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