For the past two months, Casey had dropped from 140 to 100 pounds. The weight that Derek had inflicted came off easier than it came on. She was now thinner than ever, with protruding bones and hollowed cheeks; even her "skinny jeans" were too baggy. Derek, of course, was the first to notice.
"Hey Case' hows the crash diet going?"
They were in the living room, Derek on the sofa with a can of cola, and Casey on the floor doing sit ups.
"For your information, it's not a crash diet, but a lifestyle change."
"Well, you'd better change your lifestyle, cause' this just isn't working. You still look kinda fat to me,"
Casey screamed and stormed out of the room. Derek stopped smiling and wiped the sweat off his brow. His plan to plump up Casey was failing terribly, he needed a way to fatten her up. The only problem is, she wasn't eating, so he couldn't drug her food.
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