As you gazed at the cooking dvd you thought it would be nice to learn how to cook.
"I see you're interested on cooking" called a voice.
You looked around til you see a large woman in her late 40's sitting in a deckchair with an umbrella shading her and the money box.
This woman was enormous, The woman had wavy black hair that had started to gray at the widow's peak. Her face was completely round and the dimple marks were deep because she was always smiling. Her triple chin lead down to a thick neck and beefy shoulders. Her arms looked like inflatable wings little children used to swim. Her breasts were the size of watermelons and rested on top of a gigantic belly. She was dressed in an ill-fitted red polka dot sundress, stretched rather tightly across her exceedingly ample bosom and round belly. She wore simple sandals and she had to weigh at least 350 pounds.
"Good ol' Miss Jenna's" She said beaming. "I made so many delicious delicacies from its teachings, though it did give quite the belly from years of it." She said patting her belly.
"How much?" You said
"5 dollars dear" She smiled , as you paid the woman you hear your mom calling you.
"thank you Mrs..."
"Robertson, Margret Robertson, And your welcome dear." She smiled.
As you leave towards the sound of your mother, Margret rested both her hands on her colossal belly. "Let Miss Jenna work her magic on you" she said under breath
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