The Doctor, finally turning his head away from the TARDIS console he'd been observing so intently, looked upon his companion Amy Pond, still fussing over the wedding ring. Specifically it was her engagement ring, the only reminder in the universe of Rory Williams' existence. "Still obsessing over that ring?" the Doctor asked, trying to sound natural. Amy kept looking at it in wonder, practically not hearing the Doctor. After another 5 minutes of ring-staring, Amy went to her room, when the Doctor got a rather full observation of what Rory's erasure had done to poor Amy. Feeling depressed yet not really knowing it or understanding why, Amy had resorted to comfort eating to fill the void left to by Rory's abscence. Given this was going on a good few weeks, they had a fair stockpile of not-intended-for-human-consumption foods, and the compulsive eating, you can probably tell what's happening to the redhead's figure.
Amy, as many could testify, was a very thin girl. Not the case now. You can't call a girl thin if she had a muffin top that Amy had, nor if she had the badonkadonk that Amy also sported, one that wasn't well hidden by Amy's ever-so-shrinking jeans. Her once fairly flat chest was now a high-C cup nearly on full display despite Amy usually wearing a sweater. The Doctor just looked off as Amy walked away, chunky legs rubbing at near the top, wondering how he was going to bring this up to the poor girl...
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.09 seconds at 7:00am on Dec 23, 2024 via server WEBX1.