Sarah's eyes were flying over the page. This was so exciting. She loved exciting stories.
She was sitting in a big comfy chair with her tail around her like she always did. On a small table was a glass with some cola and a bowl of chips. Sarah loved one thing... reading. She could do it for hours. She could spend hours reading stories about dragons, smart detectives, aliens, pirates, horror and so many other things. That was what she loved most. What she wanted to do when she grew up was working in a library or having her own bookstore. She also thought about writing but she was a bit doubt full about that. Sure she loved reading but reading and writing were two very different things. Besides if people did't liked you books you would end up with nothing.
Her paws reached for some chips. Sure Sarah loved reading but she also loved eating. especially snack like pretzels, biscuits or crisps. At least you could eat those while reading. Of course most of that snacks were fattening and that showed on her body. Sarah had gotten fat in the past time. Her tummy had gotten pretty round just like her butt and thighs. All her fat was starting to pile over the waistband of her pants. Sarah did't mind that at all. it was warm and soft and besides she did't cared how she looked. Sure she kept herself clean but she did't wore make-up, or did anything with her hair, or wore expansive design clothing or jewelry. She did't care about that. She just wore simple clothing like she did now. A pink T-shirt and some blue dungarees.
Unlike most other girls of her age she did't cared about clothes, shoes, parties, going out or boys. All she cared about was reading and eating
.
She was also pretty smart and got high marks at school. Except for P.E. But her mother did't really cared about that. Her daughter had good grades for anything else. So what did one grade matter. She knew her daughter was't the active kid. She also knew she was getting a bit on the heavy side but as long if she kept good grades she saw no problem.
However she did wanted to take her to buy some new clothes. All her old ones were too tight and she thought it was also time to get her daughter a training bra. She thought she might need them and she was right.
But Sarah did't cared about that either. Sure she knew she would get boobs and she accepted them but that was all.
But right now she was like normally buried in a book. With a pile of books next to her. Suddenly the door was opened an in walked...
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