Unfortunately for the aspiring gainer, Debbie still required money, more than ever since she was purchasing heaps of food and was in dire need of a new wardrobe. With arm fulls of snacks, Debby heaved her body to her cubicle. Starting up her computer, Debbie munched on her snacks, dutifully continuing her gaining. As Debbie's snacks diminished, she was approached by her friends.
"Hey Debbie-oh my" greeted her auburn haired thin friend.
"Hey Betty." Debbie greeted
"Deb-Debbie you're fat. What happened why are you eating so much?" Betty interrogated.
"I know you're going to hate this but I want to be fat." Debby answered honestly.
"Is this because of Greg?" Betty asked in a disapproving tone.
Debbie remained silent.
"I knew it! I knew Greg was bad for you!" Betty judged
"Hey now I'm doing this only because I want to." Debbie replied.
That statement was truer than she realized. Debbie was always intrigued with fat even subconsciously desiring to be obese herself. That was likely what drew her to Greg.
"Ugh I can't believe you." Betty groaned thundering off.
Finishing the last of her snacks, Debbie waddled to the vending machines in hopes of keeping her gain in motion. Bulges wobbled out of her taut clothes, drawing in many discriminating eyes. Literally emptying the machine Debbie carried off tons of calorie accumulating snacks. Returning to her desk, Debbie began vigorously scarfed the junk food. Ever successful, Debbie felt her clothes tighten. By the time Debbie finished consuming the vending machine goods, it was lunch time and Debbie went to an artery clogging restaurant....
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