Fate Wins Out - By Matt L. (~BBW, Magic, ~MWG)

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    ~BBW, Magic, ~MWG - a vain coquette is magically returned to her alternate destiny

    Fate Wins Out
    by Matt L.


    Tammy Primwell’s lean figure looked exceptional beautiful in the peach colored mini dress that accented her womanly curves. Her delicate features outlined by her lengthy red mane.

    It was a no-brainer that she was hired at this certain dress boutique located deep in the heart of the mall. Tammy’s appearance was the perfect match for the apparel on stock.

    Bubbly to some degree but annoyingly high maintenance, Tammy had just turned away a pair of overly well nourished young females looking to buy gowns for the prom.

    “They had no business shopping here”, Tammy told her co-worker, Jean Macnualty, “I advised them that a plus size dress shop would adequately agree with their figures.”

    Jean, a slim brunette, dressed in a red turtle neck and burgundy skirt, modestly agreed, “Yeah, you’re probably right. I doubt we have anything available in their size.”

    Jean then excused herself to wait on another customer, giving Tammy ample opportunity to check on her appearance in one of the vast mirrors situated in the shop.

    She tapped her flat tummy and complimented herself with an amorous smile.

    Tammy’s concentration was surprisingly broken by the sound of Jean’s pleasant voice, “She’s right over there.”

    Tammy swayed her slim figure away from the mirror and recognized a friendly face walking toward her.

    An amusing smile brought dimples into Tammy’s cheeks as she recognized her old friend, Randy Gimbal.

    Randy was agreeable in looks, though a bit scrawny, with sandy brown hair and clothed in a striped T-shirt and khaki slacks. Tammy had known Randy ever since high school and was her very first crush. However, in the chaos brought on through the progression of Tammy’s popularity within the elitist social circle and peer pressure, she rarely mingled with Randy anymore. Sort of an adult nerd, Randy wasn’t the cool type of guy that most chicks sought for romance. However, Randy was diligently respectable, a studious college student and worked part time as a junior league grounds keeper at the local high school.

    Tammy rested her hands over her hips, fluttering her eyes as Randy reached her, “Haven’t seen you in a while, what’s up!”

    Randy eyes zeroed in on Tammy’s scrumptious figure then drifted unto her sweet face. This wasn’t the same Tammy he knew from Ulysses S. Grant High School.

    “You told me if I was ever in the mall to drop by and say hello”, Randy conveyed while blushing.

    Thoroughly bathed in perkiness, Tammy elated smiled, “When was that?”

    “May 1st when I ran into you at the movies. You were with a date and_.”

    Tammy impishly giggled, “Spare me the history lesson, I understand. You have some memory.”

    Tammy was impressed that Randy remembered their previous encounter but the pitfalls of her own popularity had discarded Randy unto the heap of old acquaintances rather than contemporary friends.

    “It’s very nice that you dropped by to say hello”, Tammy told Randy, her stance flaunting her curvaceous figure. “How’s college and life in general?”

    Randy happily buzzed about his studies, top grades and that sort of rigmarole. Tammy courteously nodded while listening to Randy rave about his DVD collection and designing web sites.

    Randy still associated with the same small group of friends, no big surprise, and that he enjoyed laboring in the dirt and dust at their former high school. A despicable trade in Tammy’s mode of thinking but she didn’t let on she thought that way.

    “Can’t believe I’m working at the same school we went too, Mr. Jenkin’s a different sort of guy when you work for him.”

    Tammy chuckled, “That old fossil still there? What is? 150?”

    “Yeah, that old rascal still knows his maintenance work, when he’s not drinking or sleeping it off in the shed.”

    “That’s all very interesting”, Tammy nonchalantly replied, “But I have to get back to work.”

    Randy heard Tammy’s comment, it just didn’t register, “How have you been?”

    Among Tammy’s most beloved topics was discussing herself, thus she favored the skinny young man.

    “Everything is peachy! Besides working here, I’m taking an online course in fashion design, took a cruise with my friends_.”

    On and on Tammy blathered about her popularity and success, concluding with, “And I’m dating more than ever, seeing the best quality of guys.”

    “That’s good for you”, Randy’s voice cracking under pressure. Randy was still hopelessly smitten with Tammy but what chance did he have with her now.

    Randy took a step back, smiling though his eyes shifting away, “You’ve done well since high school, you’re almost a different girl.”

    Regaining his nerve, Randy fondly focused his vision unto Tammy’s delicate face, “I couldn’t picture you hanging out in the cafeteria or persuading me to hand over my ice cream.”

    “All for the better”, Tammy pompously hummed, “I’d hate too keep you away from your day.”

    Randy understood what Tammy meant.

    “Yeah, well nice to see you, I’m going to Best Buy and then grab some lunch”, Randy tensely remarked.

    Tammy did feel a tinge ashamed about her dismissive attitude toward Randy and melodiously chirped, “Stop by to visit again!”

    Randy awkwardly smiled and made his exit.

    Jean advanced toward Tammy with a whimsical grin and mockingly inquired, “You’ve been holding out on me or what? Is that a new boyfriend?”

    Tammy rolled her eyes, “Someone I used to know years ago in high school.”

    Jean laughed, “You make it sound like high school was eons ago, you’re only 23!”

    Tammy hesitated, then guardedly admitted, “It might as well been eons, I wasn’t the same woman then.”

    “What? Were you a geek or something?”, Jean giggled.

    Tammy flexed her eyebrows, “I feel very uncomfortable telling you this, please keep it a secret.”

    “I love secrets!”, Jean enthusiastically warbled, “I promise it’ll stay between us.”

    Tammy looked around, only a few customers shuffling around the store.

    Holding her breath, Tammy then grunted, “I used to be fat.”

    Jean’s eyes grew wide and she chimed, “A little bit chubby were you.”

    Tammy dropped her chin and swiped her hand over her smooth tummy.
    “It‘s beyond embarrassing, Jean. I was more than a little chubby.”

    Jean coolly responded, “And that guy, I suppose you and him were an item?”

    Tammy straighten her posture and briefly glanced over her reflection before telling Jean, “Back then, Randy was the only guy who would give me the time of day. So yeah, I mean, we were never an official item but I liked him.”

    Jean smiled like a vicious minx, replying with an acid tongue, “How sweet. I surmise there’s a romantic rendezvous after work!”

    Tammy swung her face toward Jean, knowing full well the snide comment was in jest, she still needed to set her co-worker straight.

    “That was years ago, I was much different then. Randy, despite his numerous qualities, isn’t my type.”

    “So Tammy was tubby“, Jean beamed a wide smile.

    “Like I said“, Tammy nervously sighed, “Let‘s keep it our secret.”

    Tammy momentarily left the scene to wait on a customer, within a few minutes she ventured back to Jean and resumed the conversation.

    “You’re curious on how I managed to lose the weight”, Tammy conveyed to Jean who was folding T-shirts.

    Jean remained silent as Tammy revealed the details.

    “It wasn’t easy, I routinely ate junk food and sweets, I was especially fond of chocolate.”

    Tammy’s voice took on a syrupy tone as she mused over her high school years, spending most of her free time in the cafeteria where she appeased her voracious appetite. She blissfully recalled how Randy was always there for her, a steady companion who wasn’t as superficial as the other guys. However, motivated by the popularity ascribed too the much more physically fit chicks, Tammy began to diet and work out. And by senior year she had slimmed down.

    “Chocolate is my weakness, bars or shakes, I mean, I could never get enough”, Tammy confided to Jean.

    Jean nodded, though she couldn’t masquerade her cynical grin.

    Tammy belligerently grimaced, “What’s up with the weird smile?”

    Jean was extraordinarily blunt, “Now that you mentioned it, I can kind of tell you used to be a fatty.”

    “I beg your pardon!”, Tammy screeched.

    Jean didn’t seem at all disturbed with voicing her opinion, casually addressing Tammy like it wasn’t such a secret. “Nothing personnel, Tammy. You just give off this vibe like you’re a tubby gal whose temporarily slender.”

    Tammy cantankerously responded, “I’ve kept the weight off for over five years, I’m not going to get fat again.”

    Jean gestured with her hands over her hips, gliding them further and further away, “Soon enough you’ll be out of place working here, I suggest filling out an application at the Dairy Queen.”

    Tammy didn’t bother to reply and stormed away.
     
  2. Apr 9, 2012 #2

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    Tammy was naturally miffed over Jean’s remarks, considering her quite rude and obnoxious.

    Feeling extremely self-conscious, she opted for some validation that her stunning figure and captivating face had no signs of the surplus pounds she once carried.

    The looking glass proved her victorious and she went about her business.

    A mature woman and her teenage daughter were cruising down the aisles.

    Tammy politely asked, “May I be of some service?”

    They spun around and gazed over Tammy.

    “Not really miss”, The mother pleasantly replied.

    As Tammy nodded, the mother circumspectly acknowledged, “Weren’t you fat?”

    Tammy gazed over the mother in shock, the daughter unashamedly stating her opinion, “She has fat chick written all over her.”

    Tammy fled the scene, though overhearing the mother’s response, “……She won’t be wearing that expensive dress once she’s back too being a blimp….”

    Tammy confronted Jean just after she had assisted a customer.

    “How dare you tell that woman I used to be fat!”

    Jean blinked, “Huh? I didn’t tell anyone.”

    Tammy vehemently ran Jean over the coals, loudly her temper soared through the boutique.

    This caused the manager to walk over and bring an end to the commotion.

    Emily Sable was a pretty, thirty-something woman with short black hair, her svelte figure clad in a turquoise blouse and blue slacks.

    Emily had enough patience to listen to both Tammy and Jean.

    Tammy claimed Jean informed the customers that she used to be heavy while Jean denied everything.

    Tammy was caught off guard as Emily calmly told her, “Tammy, anyone can tell you were once overweight, I’m sure the customers sensed it immediately.”

    “How would they know that unless_”, Tammy tried to explain, however, she was interrupted by Emily.

    Emily politely informed Tammy, “You have those big cow eyes and broad hips, it’s so obvious you’re meant to be plus size, you have that chunky girl look.”

    Tammy cringed, “How is that possible, I’m physically fit.”

    Emily’s voice took on an eerie spin, “Break for lunch, Tammy. A hearty meal will remedy your foul mood.”

    Tammy sighed as Emily continued, “And don’t be concerned about what you eat, dieting is useless.”

    Tammy wandered out of the boutique, angrily voicing her frustration, “This is absurd …. I won’t get fat again …. My figure has never looked better …. I’m not an overeater anymore.”

    Tammy weaved in and out of the crowd, aimlessly traveling through the mall, meticulously focusing over the odd situation, pondering in detail the bizarre incidence at the boutique.

    Entering the food court, Tammy noticed Randy dining alone and slowly approached him.

    Tammy parked her duff without acknowledging Randy, though he starry eyed gazed over her like rediscovering lost love.

    The fleetingly moment of silence was broken up by Randy, “Everything alright?”

    Tammy flung her eyes at Randy, snarling once removed, she snapped, “Everything is peachy!”

    Randy timidly shrugged his shoulders, and resumed munching on a big greasy cheeseburger.

    Fries and a chocolate milkshake were at arms reach, Tammy scoping out the food, she sourly admitted, “Things aren’t going so well at the boutique.”

    Randy nodded, “Couldn’t get rid of last year’s swimwear?”

    “Wish it was that simple”, Tammy pouted.

    Randy enjoyed a hearty bite of the burger then cheerfully inquired, “Are you going to tell me why you’re in a awful mood or do you plan on playing twenty questions?”

    Tammy vehemently gaped at Randy, loudly exhaling as she replied, “Think you can honestly answer me a question?”

    Randy chuckled, “Depends.”

    “Depends on what?”, Tammy heatedly fired back.

    “If you want a honest answer or just want me too agree with you.”

    Tammy grumbled, “Shut up and eat your cheeseburger.”

    Randy softly chuckled, “Help yourself to some fries.”

    Tammy’s unpleasant disposition was momentarily eased as she reached for the fries, but she pulled her arm back and sighed, “You think I give the impression of ever being fat?”

    Randy’s brow crinkled, “You ran into somebody from high school?”

    Tammy folded her arms over her impressive rack, “No!”

    Randy grabbed the paper napkin and wiped off his fingers, “I know exactly what will put you in a better mood. Hang on.”

    Randy stood up and told Tammy he’d be right back.

    Tammy puffed up her chiseled cheeks, eyeing Randy’s meal, she hesitated at first but then sampled a handful of fries.

    Various thoughts progressed through Tammy’s mind as she nibbled.

    “Things were better in high school ….. Maybe I was a total cow but I was happier ….. Didn’t have many friends but the friends I had accepted me …….. Ate whatever I wanted, didn’t need to check my weight every day ………..”
    Tammy hadn’t realized it but she had consumed the remaining portion of Randy’s fries and then started on Randy’s cheeseburger.

    Munching loudly and sloppily, at one point Tammy needed to shove a bite size chunk of lettuce into her mouth.

    Next up, Tammy seized the milkshake without a second thought and slurped away the contents.

    Randy chuckled upon his return, “Some old habits are hard to break!”

    An ill-humored Tammy grouchily asked, “What does that mean?”

    “Just like in high school, you’d commandeer my food whenever I wasn’t paying attention.”

    Tammy bitingly replied, “I’m having a tough day! You know how I get when I’m angry.”

    Randy handed Tammy a large chocolate shake, “This should you ease your awful mood.”

    Tammy took the milkshake, “That’s a matter of opinion.”

    Pushing back her beauteous mane, Tammy nourished on the shake, Randy observing with a practical smile.

    “Do you have some time to browse the mall and get reacquainted?”, Randy asked.

    “No”, Tammy answered between sips.

    Randy tilted his chin downward, “Too bad, we really had a fantastic friendship but if you need to return back to work_.”

    Tammy interrupted Randy, “I could use some more chocolate.”

    Randy elatedly questioned, “Really?”

    “Yeah”, Tammy sighed, “But with what just happened at the boutique, it‘s not_ .”

    “There’s a chocolate shop not very far from here”, Randy politely informed Tammy, “You should check it out.”

    Tammy impulsively pushed back the plastic chair, the legs dragging over the cheap tile floor, a loud screeching sound echoing throughout the food court.

    “There’s nothing like the present!”, Tammy stated as she swiftly advanced upward.

    Tammy adjusted her mini-dress and then flipped back her gorgeous red mane, “Going too escort me or what?”

    Randy jumped out of the chair.

    Shoulder to shoulder they hightailed it to the chocolate shop, reminiscent of their high school years on route to the cafeteria.

    Their brisk pace was nothing out of the ordinary, though Tammy’s appearance was marginally tweaked without her detection.

    The bouncy texture of her red mane was corrupted into a wilting array of limp locks while a muddy shade of orange had replaced it‘s luminous red hue. A modest coating of pimples invaded her cover-girl features and her cosmetics were erased.

    Tammy’s pace picked up and she fled beyond Randy and entered the chocolate shop several steps ahead of her escort.

    A young woman stood at the entrance with a sample plate of various chocolates.

    The woman’s eyes grew wide as Tammy began gobbling up the samples, her lean cheeks inflating too comical proportions.

    Randy finally reached Tammy.

    “You know those are usually meant one for a customer!”, Randy told Tammy with an amusing smirk.

    Tammy sneered, remarking through her stuffed cheeks, “I…know…so what!”

    Randy gently pitched his hand over Tammy’s forearm and steered her away from the lady handing out samples. Oddly enough, for a trim beauty, Tammy felt heavier than she looked.

    A puzzling expression dashed upon Randy’s fair features as he tugged Tammy through the shop.

    “Hmmm, how heavy is she?”, Randy pondered.

    “I’ll treat you too a chocolate bar, your choice”, Randy benignly told Tammy.

    “Just one”, Tammy responded while chewing, “Gotta watch my figure.”

    “No kidding!”, Randy laughed, causing Tammy too scornfully remark, “I don’t appreciate being made fun of!”

    Tammy’s impending chiding of Randy was suspended when her eyes happened upon a room within the shop which served ice cream.

    Briskly sauntering over to the counter, Tammy gazed over at the large chart overhead that featured the variety of ice cream and drinks available.

    A pale looking woman whose silver hair was in a bouffant hairstyle and clad in a gray colored uniform tightly wound over her plump figure, grinned as she approached Tammy.

    “Can’t make up your mind, eh sweetie?”, Her voice was liken too a cackling old hen.

    “Everything seems so delicious!”, Tammy peeped.

    The woman intensely eyed Tammy, an eccentric grin upon her face, “The fudge ripple surprise would be satisfactory for the likes of you.”

    Tammy wasn’t quite sure what the woman meant but happily agreed, “Alright, I’ll try that!”

    “Take a seat sweetie, be with ya in a minute”, The woman saccharinely hummed.

    Tammy made steps toward a table when Randy finally caught up with her.

    “I see you already decided on what to have.”

    Tammy nodded, leisurely taking a seat, she girlie-girl buzzed, “Yeah but you promised to buy me a candy bar.”

    Randy sat down next to Tammy, “A few minutes ago you were very frustrated concerning your weight, now, I mean, aren’t you going a little overboard with the sweets?”

    Tammy ran her fingers through her limp mane, unaware of the drastic change too her hair, “I diet, it doesn’t matter if I splurge every so often.”

    “Never will understand the working of the female mind”, Randy half-smiled.
     
  3. Apr 9, 2012 #3

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    Tammy softly gazed into Randy’s eyes, the amorous feelings she had for him back in high school returned, revved up a notch due to an outrageous manner she couldn’t comprehend.

    “It’s been a long time since we hung out together”, Tammy told Randy, her eyes shifting downward as her cheeks blushed a vivid shade of pink, “Maybe we could get reacquainted?”

    Randy momentarily spaced out, was this the same chick who had just given him the brush off an hour ago?

    Tammy nosily exhaled, “Maybe I’m being too forward_.”

    “No, not at all Tammy”, Randy replied once his thoughts were out of the clouds, “I’d like to get reacquainted.”

    The waitress eased an abnormally large bowl in front of Tammy, the Fudge Ripple Surprise was a heaping bowl of ice cream with an excess supply of whipped cream and bananas.

    “Anything for your boyfriend?”

    Randy chimed in, “Just coffee, thanks.”

    The woman went off to snare Randy the coffee, Tammy grabbed her spoon and dug into the sugary concoction.

    Randy looked over the huge bowl then drew his eyes to Tammy who was greedily consuming the ice cream.

    “Think you can finish all that?”

    Tammy nodded, “Piece of cake.”

    “That’s amazing”, Randy smiled.

    “Noooooo”, Tammy paused from hungrily devouring the ice cream, “I mean I want a piece of cake. I saw German chocolate cake in the display case.”

    Randy squinted, “Are you sure? Not that I’d talk you out of it but you’ve probably exhausted your calories for the week.”

    “Nah, I’ll be find..fine…”, Tammy bestowed a cheesy smile, “I rarely eat like this anymore.”

    “Yeah, I remember when you could_.”

    Tammy interrupted Randy, “I know whatever you have to say is probably very cute but could you put it on hold until you get me the cake.”

    Randy grinned as he vacated his seat, “Whatever you wish.”

    However, just as Randy was about to swing over to the counter, the waitress returned with a cup of coffee. Randy thanked the woman then ordered Tammy a slice of German chocolate cake.

    Randy returned to his chair, “She’ll be right back with the cake.”

    Tammy acknowledged Randy with a down-to-earth smile.

    Randy didn’t notice and it obviously escaped Tammy’s attention but her appearance had been furthered tweaked.

    Tammy’s puffier face pushed outward from her long dingy orange colored hair that was tucked behind her ears, exhibiting her fuller cheeks. Likewise, her slender figure appeared unmistakably softer, the mini-dress stretching over her body.

    Randy took an optimistic approach, “You seem much more relaxed now, would you like the cake to go?”

    Tammy pushed away the empty bowl, “Nah, I’ll eat it here.”

    The cake was brought, Tammy devoured it, trivial conversation abound.

    Tammy stood up like an inebriated bar broad, “I better get back to the boutique.

    Randy agreed, her lunch break in excess of a full hour.

    Randy gladly paid the bill, though Tammy insisted, “Thought you were going to buy me a candy bar.”

    Randy politely obliged, the waitress tossing in a second candy bar free of charge.

    “Seems you’ll be a regular around here”, the woman gaily told Tammy.

    Tammy refused her consent, “Highly unlikely, I need to watch my figure.”

    The woman snickered as Tammy strolled out the door.

    Randy paid the bill and joined up with Tammy outside of the ice cream shop.

    “This has been nice, Randy”, Tammy sweetly giggled, “But time for me to get back to the shop.”

    Tammy noticed Randy’s bewildered gape, and casually inquired, “What’s up with you?”

    “Wow, I thought”, Randy cleared his throat, “I thought we met up so I could accompany you to Dairy Queen?”

    Tammy covered her mouth as she released a high pitched laugh, “Why would I want to go to Dairy Queen?”

    “Like, you have a job interview”, Randy replied.

    “Job interview?”, Tammy’s face grew flush, “Why would I work at Dairy Queen?”

    Randy was adamant, “Remember when we met at the movies? You were alone and we kind of took off where we left off in high school.”

    Tammy crinkled her nose, “I don’t remember that, I was with a…a…date. Right? With um_.

    Tammy searched her mind for some tread of recollection, Randy reinforcing the facts.

    “You were alone, don’t you remember? You were very self-conscious about the weight you put on since high school and_.”

    Tammy’s nasty streak returned, “I did not gain weight after high school!”

    Randy embarrassedly smiled, though quite confused, he calmly tried too reason with Tammy, “You applied for a job at Dairy Queen, brought me alone for moral support.”

    “Randy, you’re a nice guy but you got too stop making up these stories!”, Tammy responded.

    Randy stood as Tammy ambled away, watching her dissolve into the crowd.

    Back at the shop, Jean had just bid farewell to some customers and gazed at Tammy with an absent minded smile.

    “May I help you?”, Jean asked.

    “Shut up!”, Tammy sneered her replied, “So I’m a little late, no need too give me attitude.”

    Jean stood with her hands over her hips, “I beg your pardon, Miss.”

    Tammy walked beyond Jean, Emily next approached her.

    “Good afternoon young lady, here to buy a gift for a friend?”

    Tammy stood puzzled, she couldn’t accurately remember Emily’s name.

    Emily pleasantly grinned, “May I help you?”

    “I work here!”, Tammy nasally replied.

    Tammy felt extraordinarily uncomfortable as Emily illogically grinned, “Not a chance.”

    Tammy’s intuition set in and she rotated toward the mirror.

    Her reflection betrayed her history, revealing a visual description of a young lady who never dropped the pounds but whose weight had escalated since high school.

    Tammy’s cute face was abnormally swollen, fatten cheeks, bulbous nose and doughy double chin. Her long murky-orange hair was pulled back behind her ears while it limply laid over her shoulders, a moderate coating of acne distributed over her round face.

    Tammy’s humongous body was clad in a nice looking but obviously inexpensive sundress, pastel pink in color, it easily displayed her blubbery apple shaped figure.

    Her upper arms were extensively beefy, her large melons drifting downward, slithering over her enormous belly while thick rolls circled her chunky waist.

    Tammy’s hips were dynamic in width, corresponding too the overall spacious quality of her bubble butt that soared over her gigantic thunder thighs.

    “This can’t be me?”, the 355-pound Tammy softly uttered.

    Emily politely though somewhat condescending told Tammy, “Maybe you’re mistaken miss. Our shop doesn’t supply clothes for women your size.”

    This was very obvious to Tammy. She shook her head and silently left the boutique.

    Tammy deeply pondered over the bizarre consequences that had gone down. How she managed to turn into a blimp, the strange conversation with Randy about Dairy Queen and how that woman at the boutique didn’t remember her as an employee. She still couldn’t remember Emily’s name or the name of her skinny co-worker.

    While concentrating, Tammy removed a candy bar from her purse and began to nibble, an impulsive action that she didn’t even try too analyze. Tammy somehow found herself back at the food court and she gazed over the various fast food venues, her eyes eventually settling on Dairy Queen.

    It was then that Tammy noticed Randy ambling toward her.

    Randy happily smiled, “Hey Tammy, was wondering where you ran off to.”

    Tammy stood speechless as Randy reached her and causally noted, “Don’t worry about the interview, I don’t see why they wouldn’t hire you.”

    Tammy bluntly replied, “Can’t you see how fat I got!”

    “That again?’”, Randy sighed. “So you’ve gotten heavier, what’s the big deal?”

    “I wasn’t this huge earlier_”, Tammy began to moan but her eyes touched against Randy’s eyes and she realized there was no use in explaining. Would he even believe the strange afternoon that had changed her history. Tammy was fat, very fat. She would have to accept her new girth and put her slim and popular years on the shelf. And anyway, her size didn’t seem to bother Randy.

    “Randy, you’ve known me for years, be honest, does it really matter that I’ve gained so much weight?”

    Randy leaned in and gently kissed her.

    Hand in hand and with smiling faces they walked toward the Dairy Queen.

    FINIS
     
  4. Apr 9, 2012 #4

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    this is so sweet.
     
  5. Apr 10, 2012 #5

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