“Will you just get in here!” Lindsay yelled at Dani as she pulled on Dani’s meaty arm to get her through the door at the local Marshall’s.
“No!” Dani snapped back. “I do not shop at Marshall’s!” she hissed. “I shop at far more upscale boutiques than this…this swap meet!”
“Maybe when you weighed under 400 pounds, but not anymore,” Lindsay told her. “We need to get you presentable, then we’ll worry about designer clothes. Unless you’re partial to sweatpants and jogging suits,” Lindsay smirked at Dani, knowing her Dani’s vanity would never let her be seen more than two days in a row, in a jogging suit, and rarely even one day. Dani straightened up, and with a clenching of her jaw to show her unhappiness crossed the threshold of the door with some anger, and a Hell of a smelly fart.
“Wow, Smelly Butt,” Lindsay held her nose and fanned the air in front of her face, while playfully smiling and teasing Dani, “you sure got some ripe ones brewing in your big old gut!”
“Shut up, and come with me,” Dani hissed again, this time pulling her friend by her arm. The two of them headed over to the women’s section, and Dani quickly picked out for or five outfits and threw them at Lindsay “Let’s go pay and get out of here.”
“Oh no, you know you have to try these on, and wear one out. Those are our rules and you need to follow them,” Lindsay said refusing to budge on the subject. “Whether you’re fat and farting or not,” she told Dani using her finger to motion all around her body.
Dani angrily snatched the clothes from Lindsay, and with a fart for a parting gift, stormed off to the dressing rooms. Lindsay toured the store, figuring that Dani needed some time to cool down from her last little ribbing. “She is without a doubt my favorite Frenemy,” she giggled. After some time she made it over to the dressing rooms, the suspiciously empty dressing room, and the smell assaulting her nose told her why. “That girl has some major gas issues! The guys will lover her!”
Lindsay yelled into the changing area, not seeing, but definitely smelling, Dani. “How are you doing in there?”
“…Fine…” came the disillusioned response. “I’m trying the last outfit on now. Two didn’t fit.” And with that Dani came out for the stall holding what she was going to buy. She was dressed in a pair of black leggings, which were pulled almost shear and see through over her large gelatinous ass. She wore a relatively loose, over sized floral print, red and black blouse, with gold earrings and necklace. Her bulbous boobies squeezed out of the low cut neck, and threatened to suffocate her. She wore a pair of leather ankle high boots, with a four-inch heel.
“You look good,” Lindsay nodded her head yes. Dani brightened at the comment. “You know, considering what we have to work with.”
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