Melissa's Journal (December 18th, 2004) December 18, 2004Melissa's Journal (December 18th, 2004) by Maverickthewriter
“I’m dating Jason!”
That’s how Sylvia greeted me this afternoon as I was getting ready to take the plane home. She shot into our room like a greased-pig; parked her fat-ass next to me and just blurted it out.
“What?” I said, looking up from my suitcase. My flight home for Semester break was in less than two-hours.
“You heard me.” Sylvia stormed to her side of the room, rattling everything that wasn’t bolted down in the process. “Merry Christmas!”
My face flushed with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. (She had obviously traced the lesbian rumors back to me.) Mostly though, it was just anger.
“Whatever you say...Porky.”
Until that point, I had been careful not to mention Sylvia’s weight-gain (at least not in front of her face), but now the gloves were off. She looked like she had been struck in the face.
“What did you say?”
“You heard me.”
Evil Stepmother(Redux)Evil Stepmother(Redux)Evil Stepmother(Redux) by biffwalen
As Sara stood there in the hot shower lathering soap all over her body, she felt every inch of her massive weight gain. Her large breasts, her thick thighs that touched almost all the way to her knees, her bloated flabby belly hanging down heavily, and her widened butt all felt so soft and equally engorged with her unintended gluttony. She stood there toweling off from her shower when she realized she forgot her clothes in her room. Embarrassed of her weight and fearing more humiliation from Evelyn she sat in the bathroom and thought of what lead her to this grief.
It was not more than a year ago Sara was out of a job and dropped out of college due to lack of money, she moved in with her father(Jim) and stepmother(Evelyn). Sara was always a perky and happy person in school, but after living with Evelyn and her strict rules her happiness was replaced with sadness and her perky nature with a somber reflection of her past life. Sara had to do what Evelyn said if she
|I've tried to make it big as a novelist and screenwriter, with minimal success, HOWEVER, I have carved-out a bit of a niche as an author of weight-gain fiction. Proud of me yet, Ma'?|