This choice: She Grows Slowly [An Inch Or So] Everyday • Go Back... Olivia continued to munch on her sandwich as she walked down the hall. She was already halfway through the whole thing, savoring every taste from within. As she walked down the hall, several students observed her with intimidation and disgust, between her big figure and her poor manners in eating. But she didn't care what they had to say. Even if they said anything, she made sure to shut them up with either a stink eye or a good punch in the gut.
She was nearing the cafeteria as she finished the last portions of her sandwich, rubbing her belly in the process, which stood out an additional inch as her navel was beginning to show. She walked inside to see a few students gathered together for what looked like a class project. Making sure there were no teachers around, she made her way inside to do what bullies her size do best...
"Hello half-lings," she greeted them with malicious intent, "How are my little victims today?"
The other students looked up at her, some beginning to shake with fear. As she surveyed their fearful gazes, she took her eyes off of them and onto their project lying in the middle of the table. Lying on the table was a large map that resembled the United States of America. But this was no ordinary map. This was a map made entirely out of snacks, each piece molded and assembled to represent each state. The map itself was large enough to fit on the cafeteria table. The sight of the map caused Olivia to drool with hunger. She then snapped out of her trance and looked over it, almost like an artist critiquing.
"Not bad at all," she mused, "But it needs something..."
"Like what," asked a young girl.
Olivia grabbed two small milk cartons and poured it all over the project before they could do anything to save it.
"It needs a little rain," shouted Olivia, dousing the map with milk.
The snack map began to get soggy from the milk, as the remnants began to drip along the sides of the table.
"Oh dear, look what I did," said Olivia with mock surprise, "Don't worry, I can still save it!"
Before the students could do anything, she scooped and wadded up the remains of the map into a large heap and proceeded to eat it like a large sundae. The students could only look on with remorse and sadness, as the young girl began to cry. This only made Olivia revel in her work more than before as she took handfuls of the mound and ate like a pig.
"Mmmmm, I gotta tell you guys," she said in between mouthfuls, "If I was your teacher, I'd give you an A+ for this. But it needed more chocolate..."
"YOU FAT SLOB," yelled the girl as the tears still flowed down her little eyes, "We worked hard on that project and you ruined it!"
The timid child attempted to thrash the big bully with every fiber of her feeble body, only to have no effect whatsoever. If anything, it was like a toddler trying to move a large punching bag. But even in her weak state, this did not go ignored by Olivia, who stopped eating and grabbed the young girl by her collar.
"Listen you little clod," she said in a low yet menacing tone, "You got a lot of nerve to try and take me on. If you hadn't given me such a generous treat, I would annihilate you right here and now."
Olivia proceeded to hold the little girl up from her feet, leading her up against the wall. Had the young girl or any of her fellow students noticed, Olivia was slowly growing taller, yet not as noticeable as she hardly moved up an inch.
"So here's my only warning; You make another stupid move like that and I will sit on your scrawny body until you can hardly breathe and make you into my new throw pillow. You got me?!"
The young girl could only nod her head slowly, eyes still filled with tears. Olivia's smile slowly returned as she set her down slowly. She then moved back to the table and scarfed down the remnants of the project.
"So here's the deal," she said as she was finishing off the treat, "You brats owe me half a dozen cookies each for your project. I don't care what you get, but it better be half a dozen from each of you. Hell, I'll let you off easy if you bring me a dozen each or even a box each. And I want them by tomorrow after school, no later than that. If you skimp me off one cookie, you're all gonna suffer. Deal?"
The students could only agree silently, which made Olivia's smile wider.
"Good! See you all tomorrow!"
With that, Olivia walked out of the cafeteria, shaking her fat butt at the students, who proceeded to talk over the situation. It felt good to be in charge of puny kids. And it'll feel better to have all the cookies she could ever want.
After a short bus ride, Olivia found herself at home, hoisting her backpack inside her house. She walked in to see her mother coaching three people during a yoga exercise. She walked into the kitchen and grabbed a slice of cake from a container and ate it as she watched the people attempt to do yoga. One young woman was distracted from the smell of the cake, as Olivia held it close to her and was putting it close to her mouth.
"Wake up there Kinsey," yelled Olivia's mother, "You're here to lose weight, not ogle the food in my daughter's hand!"
The young woman took her gaze off of the cake and back into the yoga lesson. Olivia just chuckled, feeling accomplished on teasing her. She gobbled down the cake and made her way upstairs into her room.
She sat by her computer and watched a few YouTube videos, while grabbing some chocolates she stored in a drawer. She felt accomplished on her actions today and was excited for what she would do tomorrow. Unbeknownst to her, her belly growled and churned silently, while her clothes felt a tad snug on her.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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