Emily yawned loudly as she stretched her arms lazily into the air. Balling her thick fingers into plump little fists, she rose slowly, groggily glancing around at the mirror as she adjusted her shirt over her breasts and belly.
When she was 130, she had been a little on the thicker side, though most of her body was made of muscle mass. She pressed her fingers against her arms, feeling her muscles under a layer of pudge. She had really packed on some weight these past few weeks. She held her slightly fuller belly between her fingers, shaking it with a frown on her lips. Groaning, Emily plopped herself on her bed, patting her belly once more.
"I need to not be such a fat-ass," she mumbled, wondering just how much she had packed on.
After a few minutes of whiningE, she made her way to the bathroom, gingerly hoping not to put too much weight on her injured foot. After stepping on the scale, the number flashed...
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