"Come to the dance in cosplay?" Misato repeated, eyebrows raised, "Why?"
"Well, that way the whole school knows about how you're really a geek like the rest of us," Becky replied, grinning slightly. The 300 pound girl shifted weight on both of her feet, her hands at her side as she smirked, her emerald eyes staring at the Japanese girl's brown pair, her freckled face glowing with triumph.
"Uh, and if I don't? What'll you do?" Misato asked, her voice betraying fear.
"I'll tell everyone your secret."
"Oh, uh, right, and that would be bad, right?"
"Bad for the popular crowd. We geeks'll probably worship you, but the rest of 'em probably won't."
"I see. Well, uh, alright. Fine. I'll do it."
"Good," Becky replied, walking off with a smile on her face.
The dance was a week away. If she wore a cosplay outfit to the dance, surely, with all her recent weight gained, she'd look too fat in it, with rolls bulging out and the such. There had to be an easier method to do this. And which costume, for that--
What if she was too fat to cosplay?
No, that was stupid. She wanted to put on some weight, yes, but not too much too soon. Besides, she couldn't gain that large amount of weight that quickly. It would be insane, not to mention a potential heart attack waiting to happen. But what if she did? What if Becky wanted that? She had to notice that Misato had packed on some weight, so she knew she was getting plumper.
Oh, what to do, what to do...?
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