"Hpmmh! I can't believe this. How can that doctor not have ANYTHING for my stomach pains. Gah! I've never been so hungry in my life." Brandy pouted as she strolled down the busy sidewalk. To make matters worse the streets were unusually crowded that afternoon. To make the situation more curious the crowd consisted entirely of women. Perhaps there was some sort of convention? "Ugh why are there so many people out today? Can't I have a little space to myself?" Brandy muttered as she slid her body through the mass of people walking the street oblivious to all of the contagious fumes she was emitting onto the vulnerable ladies.
"I'm so hungry!" Brandy wailed as she clutched her stomach. "I just have to take my mind off of my hunger. I should go visit my friends."
Brandy traversed across the city, passing by inestimable ladies, to reach her friend Wendy's house. Wendy was Brandy's childhood friend. She stuck with her through thick and thin and was someone she could always rely on. Despite her loyalty, Brandy determined to withhold her Faterus disease from her, it was just too bizarre.
Answering the door, Wendy was joyous to see Brandy. "Brandy! what a surprise!" Wendy squealed whole-heartedly embracing the infected Brandy, wrapping both arms around her. "You couldn't have come at a better time, I've got a bunch of guests." Wendy pulled Brandy inside eagerly dragging her to her friends. "Everyone this is my good friend Brandy." Wendy's introduction was immediately met with a jaunty welcome. "Brandy these are my friends from the gym, they're super fun." Brandy than scanned the room, observing fit athletic women. They were either super thin or athletically built.
Brandy was than approached by one of the athletic girls. "So you're Wendy's pal huh? You should come with us to the gym, its a girls only gym so you don't have to deal with lewd men. We were actually just about to go before you arrived." suggested the haughty gal. "Oh well uh I guess..." Brandy reasoned a trip to the gym would take her mind off of her relentless hunger. "Sweet! We'll go right after we finish lunch." the fit girl pointed at a table adorned with cake. "Is that ...cake? I didn't think women such as yourselves would eat that." a befuddled Brandy admitted. "I know right. These girls eat whatever they want but manage to burn it all off at the gym. Can you believe it." Wendy explained.
"Come on let's dig in!" ordered the haughty woman. "Oh I really shouldn't.." Brandy attempted to decline but her stomach loudly growled. "Oh come on! Eat up!" commanded the fitness enthusiasts slicing a huge slab of cake and ramming it into Brandy. "You know you shouldn't deprive yourself Brandy. Remember how anorexic you were in highschool." Wendy encouraged hearing Brandy's rumbling gut. Brandy, Wendy, and the gym girls gorged on tons of high calorie cake filling their bellies with the decadent dessert. Little did they know that they were all infected with Faterus the instant Brandy entered the room.
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