Surprised by the unexpected powers of the remote, Sam walked off leaving the fat redhead to deal with her immobile friend. Sam clutched the remote in his trembling hands. He couldn't believe it, he always loved fat women yet was condemned to live in world were women were pressured to be rail thin twigs. Now with courtesy of his new miracle remote, Sam could stop all of the women from shedding their blubber right in their tracks.
It was at that moment that Sam witnessed something he hated, a fat women trying to get in shape.
"Huff puff come on girls another 3 miles." commanded the leading blonde
"Yeah I'll lose another 30 pounds after this" panted another hefty lady
"Have to be thin, have to be thin, have to ...." chanted a trailing bbw.
Sam looked on the jogging fatties, they wore track suits hiding their beautiful fat physiques, a result of the oppressive social standards. The exhausted girls looked weathered a sign of their weight loss, yet still full of determination. Immediately Sam knew it was his duty as a true FA to stop these women from depriving the world of their gorgeous flab. Studying the remote, Sam deciphered the mechanics and utilized it.
First Sam aimed at his targets and modified the girls. First he made exercise incredibly arduous by lowering their stamina making them sweat profusely.
"Whew I-I gotta unzip this jacket" said one of the girls pulling down her zipper exposing her ample chest.
"Too hot" gasped another removing her jacket and wrapping it around her waist as the other wheezing lady unzipped as well revealing her midriff.
The recalcitrant trio continued their jog. Sam was fixated on halting their destructive weight loss so he sent images of delicious food into their heads. The jogging fatties suddenly smiled in a happy daze and slowed their pace. Their aloof countenance showed Sam was on the path of success. Sam then altered the ladies' body chemistry to feel elation whenever they thought of food or ate. Noticing the women's disconnection with their run, Sam then installed a fierce loathing of physical exertion in the girls. The girls immediately stopped.
"Whew! I've had enough of this!" panted the blonde.
"Yeah screw being thin. I need food." supported the jacket around the waist woman.
"Man I just want to stuff myself silly." admitted the other.
As the fat girls departed, Sam felt a genuine satisfaction knowing he permanently killed the desire to be thin in those three women. However Sam was far from being content as he wanted to expand the waistlines of more women and ultimately crush the idolization of petite girls. Sam contemplated how he should enact his schemes, he could stop fat women from wishing to be thin, he could bestow slender women with a gluttonous mentality, or he could pursue athletic girls and deteriorate their ambition.
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