"Ugh this is pointless, I just want to hang out at home. Besides, mom will probably be here for hours as usual" you mutter to yourself
You're about to inspect some of the oversized clothing closer when a voice behind you says "What's up John?" and you turn to see one of your classmates Chris.
"Oh, uh hey Chris, what's up?" you ask, the two of you weren't exactly friends but had a few of the same classes and the same lunch hour. However, Chris and yourself didn't share many friends or social circles. In fact you never even really noticed Chris unless he's partnered with you on projects in school. The most obvious part about him being his massive weight, he was typically ridiculed for it in school but it was summer now.
"Nothing much, my aunt dragged me to this garage sale, I think she's trying to get her hands on one of those flatscreen TVs" Chris said taking a couple laborious steps to face the large clothing next to you ---
John began to inspect the person standing beside him. Eyes growing wide as if bewildered, his jaw dropping as it became apparent how much more immense Chris had gotten over the summer and how big he was in comparison. Chris wore his hair longer, probably to make his head seem bigger in comparison to his obese frame; A figure competing with itself for any small piece of manageable space, there wasn’t a section of Chris's body not devoid of extra mass. A round puffy face fitted with brown eyes, the full cheeks pressed outwards heavily. His wide neck fitted with a second and third chin, rested upon thick shoulders that bore a tightly stained green and black striped t-shirt. The uncovered portion of Chris's double belly hung freely below. Heaving love handles led to apparent stretch marks atop the cellulite ridden skin. The covered paunch leading to his own thickened thighs. Layers, and folds were tucked into one another in order to stabilize his obese figure. Not to mention the enormous spheres and tree-trunk legs that made the massive figure bottom heavy.It seems that just walking put Chris out of breath. ---
Breaking his gaze, John snapped out of it and replied "Uhh yeah, unfortunately that silent auction doesn't start for an hour, I know my mom wants to bid in it so I'll probably be here all day" handling the giant pairs of jeans and shirts on the table. "URH EVERYTHING IN THIS GARAGE SALE IS USELESS! none of this stuff even fits me!"
“You’re a lucky one.” Chris siad in awe as she gazed over John “I'm probably too big for even the largest shirts here.” A friendly smile upon his heavy face, clearly envious yet proud of John's’ body.
"Well who's fault is that" John snapped back at Chris.. The two were met with a few moments of silence "Sorry Chris I just-"
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