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Kim KarFatshian A package. Hmph, I wonder what’s in it?” Kim steadily opened the package, “Oh, joy. Another beauty product from Dove. Lotion? Gee wiz, I certainly don’t have tons of that! Thanks!” Kim scoffed, “Well, another million dollars in endorsements couldn’t hurt. Let’s see how this feels.” Kim twisted open the bottle, applied a dime sized drop on her hand, and spread the lotion on her arms. “Ooh, this is kind of chilly....wait - it’s getting warmer and it’s - it’s - so soothing.” Kim squeezed out more and rubbed lotion all over her legs, midsection, face, etc.
“Mmmm, my skin feels softer, actually....much softer...and..more of it?” Unknown to Kim she was growing fatter due to the added pudge formula. “My clothes feel I bit snug. I better -” An extremely familiar sound was heard, Kim’s famous ass had burst through the seat of her designer jeans. The panties she wore wer
Teacher Gain Ms. Meyers was a teacher at a middle school. she liked to snack during class, she usually ate only healthy stuff but lately she had been heating stuff like candy bars and cookies or ,like she was munching on at the moment, a small piece of cake. "Excuse me Ms. Meyers" asked 7th grad student "I need some help" "hmmm.?" she asked through a mouthful of cake "ok what is it?" Three minutes later the student went back to there seat and she resumed munching. At the end of the day when she got home she grabbed a pizza and a couple cokes. she also got a big bag of chips, she then went to the couch and turned on the T.V. Ms. Meyers opened the chips and took a large handful out and ate it. She grabbed a piece of pizza and bit down on it "Oh my god this pizza is really good" she said through the pizza. she shoved the pizza in her mouth and grabbed another
My Weight GainI was thin. It didn't feel right. It felt like I was too light. I didn't understand.
I ate junk food from time to time. It did not help. I was still thin.
I ate more junk foods. I still remained an average thin weight.
I began to get angry. I ate nothing but junk food. I soon formed a belly.
I purchased WG pills and shakes. Went to McDonalds. Every day.
School, food, food, sleep, repeat.
I soon began to get rather overweight. My friends and family noticed.
None of my clothes fit, my belly was big, and my walk was heavy.
And I was happy.
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
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