"Tell me about yourself." Nora said. Amelia, meanwhile, walked off towards a bench to sit upon. The obese pumpkin woman analyzed her. Amelia seemed to possessed an ass larger than she had. Only Julie truly out-did her, and even then, not by a large margin. She shook her head, causing light to blink in and out of existence. Nora focused on Amelia's answer.
"Excuse me?" She replied.
"I mean, who are you? And who is Mrs. Abernathy?" Nora stated.
"Well, I'm Amelia, as I've already introduced. Mrs. Abernathy's my boss' boss, I'm the Head Maid's second-in-command."
"Head Maid?" Julie questioned. She wobbled over to the bench's side and sat down. Her body spread out, but not to an absurd degree. It was like she sat upon an inflatable seat. Amelia nodded.
"Yeah, Mrs. Abernarthy's loaded. Extremely. She has enough to hire even normie maids, though they do their jobs on different dates than me."
"So, then why are you here and not one of them?"
"Believe it or not, I was the best hiker around before this. Mrs. Abernathy even trusted me to go up here, she thought it'd take me a day. Hell, I thought it'd take me a day. But I either wasn't as knowledgeable about the area as I thought or my rump took more energy to move around than I realized."
"So how long were you out here?" Nora interuppted.
"About a day?"
"Its just a day."
"A day too late, Mrs. Abernathy is going to be worried sick." Amelia looked skywards and gurggled her mouth in frustration. The other two shared a look. They didn't know the woman, so they didn't understand how utterly saddening to see Mrs. Abernathy hurt.
"Well, don't worry, you're fine now. I'll get you back down the side of the mountain in no time." Nora happily stated. Amelia returned a small smile to her.
"But, this may sound weird, what happened between you and the witch?" Nora questioned. Julie, who didn't know about this, gaped at Nora then Amelia. She didn't think there would be another witch around these parts. Hell, she didn't even knew witches existed for real until Nora came back with a pumpkin head and four-hundred and ten pounds.
"Oh, its nothing. We were friends. It was back in my burlesque days, three, maybe four, years now. I suggested something, she heard something else, we had a miscommunication. Long story short, I kinda lost my job at the place before I settled in with Mrs. Abernathy. I was smaller then too." Amelia spoke the last words with a hint of nostalgia.
"You're very forthcoming with that information." Julie supplied.
"I didn't go into anything too in-depth. Besides, you're both in the same boat as me. I fill comfortable with you two. And also, what are you both going to do with it? Blackmail me?"
She laughed, which made the other two chuckle. Julie, a little more subdued, surprised at Amelia's casulness.
"Anyways, Nora and I." She gave a look to the pumpkin woman. Nora returned it then realized what it meant. She nodded happily. Amelia shrugged.
"Nora and I were going to tour town, so it'd give me nothing to be quiet about my transformation. A lot of other girls have even stranger or more embarrassing ones than I do."
Julie opened in her mouth in shock. While Nora focused on another subject.
"So, what was this about being a prostitute?"
"Burlesque performer. There is a difference." The two listned in while Amelia went over her career's vocation, dynamics, and what burlesque dancers did.
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