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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Fantasy · #1621906

Wendy wakes up to a world were there is only junk food.

This choice: Wendy's friend Tracy comes through the door with her mother  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

Tracy, only bigger

    by: eva-dork Author IconMail Icon
"Hey there, Wendy!" At the sound of her name, she glanced up. There was a girl standing behind her mother, munching on a creme filled donut, the soft insides spilling out over her plump cheeks, wide and fluffy. Her doughy double chin churned gracefully as the strange new girl patted her jiggly belly. She moaned in ecstacy as she turned to face Wendy, only to pull her into a tight hug.

"Hey," Wendy replied, struggling to hide her confusion. This girl sounded like her friend Tracy, but Tracy had been 110 the day before. This girl was just as plump as she was right now, thick and fat as though she had never eaten a stick of celery in her life, a snack Tracy seemed quite fond of as far as Wendy could remember. Was she asleep right now, dreaming of some other sort of world where she was the skinny girl in their group of friends?

"Are you guys going to school soon, or would you like some sweets first, Trace?" her mother asked, curiously.

"Please, can I have a couple donuts if it's not too much trouble?" Tracy asked, barely finished with her first donut. Wendy stared in awe as her mother nodded, and handed the girl three donuts. Her mother then turned to Wendy, and gave her the same amount, which she stared in, awe struck. It wasn't like she was afraid to eat it or something, it was just she was in awe that something as miraculous as her mother allowing her to eat like this regularly could occur. She decided it might be best not to mention this change in behavior. It looked as though she was the only one aware that anything had changed at all.

Might as well enjoy this while she could, after all.

As the two girls left the house, bags on their backs, Wendy glanced at her now plump friend, and asked, gently, "Hey, Tracy, I have a question."

"Sure, shoot."

"Have you always been this big?"
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