The sun was shining. It was a nice day with a bright blue sky. It was warm. It had been pretty warm the past weeks. In the green fields you could hear crickets and fruit started to grow. It was a nice time for everybody.
On the dusty road came some heavy footsteps of a girl with a stuffed look. She played a bit with her hair while she walked further through the fields. She ignored the sound of the crickets. She did't cared so much about crickets. She stopped when she saw the first houses of a village.
Slowly she walked closer. She could see the people. The kids and adults seemed to be doing great. They looked well fed. Not fat or chubby but not starved like in some other villages. Further she saw a castle. Perhaps the home of a count. But looking at this people he took good care of them. Better then some others. Some had no trouble killing people on their land. She walked further but kept hidden around corners and in the shadow. Trying to keep a low profile. But her belly let out a loud growl.
"Hee. Something here smells good." She said and sniffed.
The delicious smell came from a nearby open window with a pie cooling on the windowsill. Jessica licked her lips. But she knew she needed to be careful. Just taking the pie would be stupid. That was what amateurs would do. First you need to be sure no one was looking. Be sure whoever was inside would't see you taking the pie, and be sure it was easy to get away. But Jessica knew exactly how she needed to do this. She had done this many times.
She walked closer to the window. The other people were around the corner. She looked inside. The kitchen was empty. But be careful. There was always a chance somebody would come in. She looked over her shoulder. It was a short distance from here to the forest. She looked one more second inside. The next moment she grabbed the pie and ran straight into the forest. Some further she stopped too catch her breath.
"I hope this pie was worth this." She mumbled to herself.
The next moment she buried her head in the pie and started eating like a starved animal. Soon the entire pie was gone in her round belly except was was on her face. With a chubby finger she rubbed the remains of her face. Afterward she licked her finger clean and burped loudly.
"That was delicious. apricot stuffing I believe. I think I stay here for a while. The people here seem to have it okay. They would mind If I take some food."
Jessica knew very well that the people would mind. More then once she saw how angry people were. But that was't her fault. She was abandon by the age of 5. What else could she do. At least this way she was able to get food. She was always a hungry and fat girl. Her belly was round and needed a lot of food to become full. Jessica liked her big belly. She thought it looked beautiful and some other people thought that too. Some people even thought she was pregnant. But that was silly. She never had a boyfriend. Leave alone had sex with a boy. She was't interested at boys. However she once heard that there was a time she would be interested in boys. She decided to think about that when it was that time.
However since some people thought she was pregnant they were nice to her. Thinking they need to take care of her and her baby. giving her food.
But she could never stay long at one place. It they found out she was't really pregnant but just fat and stole food she would be in big trouble. She knew that too. But she only stole from people who could miss it. She never stole from poor people. That would be just wrong. They hardly had any food at all. No but the rich people. Counts and dukes. Those people were sometimes so fat that their butt hang of the edges of their chair. They could easily miss some food. The people in this village seemed to have enough food. Else you could't make a pie.
She rubbed her round belly. She was still hungry. She could look for more food in the village. But she could also go to the castle.
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