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Rated: E · Interactive · Erotica · #2261890
Brooke & Mikayla are sisters in their 20's—this is how one made the other very, very fat
This choice: Schadenfreude—Mikayla's chunking back up, and Brooke is just pushing her along  •  Go Back...
Chapter #3

Schadenfreude Thy Name Is Mikayla...

    by: Bobo the Hobo Author IconMail Icon
"Don't you think that you should cut back a little?"

Despite the fact that Brooke could admittedly be a little judgemental, and sometimes even admittedly kind of condescending in her approach when it came to Mikayla, when she had said that it hadn't been a jab about her sister's weight.

"What, like you're the Queen of Moderation." Mikayla snorted as she took a big chomp from her slice of cheesecake, "It's dessert—can I not have dessert?"

"No, no that's not what I'm saying at all..."

A nice ring of stomach pudge rolled out from underneath Mikayla's tank top. Admittedly, it was designed to fit tight. But not that tight. Whatever thickness that Mikayla could claim before the last few months had seen it spread thicker than ever, Brooke would have had to throw a stone pretty hard against her glass house to comment on someone else's belly rolls. But Mikayla had been kicking back a little too much lately. She had to have put on a good fifteen pounds since the last time that Brooke had cared to really look...

"Enjoy your cheesecake."

"Thank you." Mikayla rolled her eyes before muttering into her phone, "Christ..."

Brooke and Mikayla had both been chubby kids. Mikayla moreso than Brooke, for a brief period in time, but weight problems went hand in hand with having a mother who ran her own personal Clean Plate Club and a father who said "I Love You" with junk food. And while Brooke had become cognizant of her weight problem and her parents' roles in it, Mikayla had never seemed like she cared all that much.

Which was why she'd been getting a slice of cheesecake to bring home with her every day after work.

What kind of coffee shop serves cheesecake, anyway?

"Is everything okay with you, Kay?" Brooke asked rather suddenly, "You seem kind of off."

"I'm fhne gfh." Mikayla said with a mouthful of cheesecake, "You're the one being weird, Brooke."

"Ooookay..." Brooke raised her eyebrows and turned away from her sister, back to the laptop spread over her lap, "Fuck me for asking, I guess..."

At the end of the day, it wasn't Brooke's responsibility to watch Mikayla's weight for her. She had enough trouble keeping her own weight down, and Mikayla had always had the benefit of a faster metabolism. Brooke supposed that her sister was just going to have to learn the hard way that a slice of cheesecake after work every day and getting takeout on nights when she was supposed to cook was going to add up in one way or another. Mikayla was a grown woman, after all...

Or should I say growing.

Brooke snorted at her own inner commentary.

"What?" Mikayla asked

"Nothing, just..." she held up her phone vaguely, "Memes."

It wasn't like Mikayla didn't have it coming. She'd been a real pill lately. The least that Brooke could do was to let her get fat in peace. It'd be awful cathartic after all the comments about her sister had made about Brooke's bubble butt for Mikayla's weight to get back up on the rise.

The thought of a spherical, cartoon Mikayla getting rolled into the living room elicited another chuckle from the wider Wider, getting another angry glare from Mikayla.

"Just another meme, Kay." Brooke dismissed another bout of low wicked laughter as best she could, "Chill."

"Kay." Mikayla scoffed as she shoved the rest of her cheesecake into her mouth prematurely, struggled to swallow, and rocked to her feet, "You're being weird. I'll be in my room whenever you decide to knock it off."

Brooke couldn't help but watch her sister walk away, getting a little schadenfreude out of seeing Mikayla tug her tank top back down over her tummy roll...

"I was gonna order a pizza for dinner—you want in?" Brooke found herself offering it before she even realized it

"Sure." Mikayla answered over the sound of her putting her plate in the sink, "Can we spring for stuffed crust this time?"

"We sure can." Brooke smiled a little as she pulled up the app on her phone, "Stuffed crust it is..."

As Mikayla walked out of the kitchen and back down the hall to her bedroom, Brooke's smile turned a little mischievous.

"And extra cheese and extra bacon and extra haaaaam..."
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