This choice: To have Zack date Kelly and then break her heart • Go Back...Chapter #5Heartbreaker, BBW Maker by: Ëtalfni   "My plan is we gotta break her heart," explained Circe. "I mean utterly destroy her so that regrets it completely. That is where you come in, Zack. See, if I'm involved in any way she'll know something is up. But if you were to win her over and get her to love you then we could really mess with her head."
"Get her to love me?" Zack gagged at the thought. "You mean go out with her?"
"Exactly, Zachery."
"That's just...Ew. No way! Why me?"
"Because for reasons I just told you. And you are someone I know for sure hates that girl. Maybe not as much as I do, but I can rely on you for a motive."
"But isn't she into girls only?"
"You are correct. I may be bi but Kelly was only into women, as far as I can remember. And she had a particular type too, a role I fit quite well apparently. That's why we got along with each other for as long as we did."
"Well, then it's not going to work, right? I mean, you have eyes, right? I'm a dude."
"For the moment," Circe replied with a rather chilling tone of voice as the lights of the dorm seemed to flicker for a moment. "Tell me, Zach, what do you know about witchcraft?"
"What? You mean like Halloween witches?"
"That's a layman's idea of what witchcraft is. True magic is actually much more subtle and complex. You won't see any witch riding a broomstick or with green skin. No, magic is more like...A bartering system. You trade something for something else. Give and take. Do you understand, Zach?"
Zack gulped as the 4'10 woman suddenly looked very intimidating. "I, uh, I guess. But even if I wasn't a guy, how would I seduce her? I mean, I did yell at her in the middle of the lecture."
"Oh, we'll work on that attitude of yours too. But one thing at a time. First we need to create the perfect girl for Kelly. Someone who's body type is similar to mine. Someone who's on the short side. Small hands and feet. Wide hips. Big bust. Puffy lips. Long red hair. A cute laugh."
Zack couldn't help but feel like he was being sized up by Circe like a piece of meat. She paced around him. looking him up and down before stopping in front of him and smiling. What exactly did this crazy lady have in mind? Zack was growing increasingly uncomfortable around her. He hardly ever felt intimidated around anyone before in his life, let alone a stocky, fat girl. She felt more dangerous than a tiger. And the way she kept listing features off of Kelly's ideal woman...What was she playing at? Zack was a guy and all the plastic surgery in the world wouldn't be enough to match the lady Circe was describing. Not that he would ever do such a thing in the first place.
And yet the way Circe was looking at him, Zack felt almost as if he didn't have any say in the matter.
That was when Circe provided Zack the means through which they would achieve creating Kelly's ideal woman. Of course, such magic wasn't without cost and would require its own set of conditions. What would they use?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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