BBW (Multiple), Intrigue, Psychology, ~SWG - High school politics gets pretty intense when the cheerleaders and chubby chicks mix it up.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN: PLASTIC MELTDOWN
February faded away, and as March arrived the order of events played out to one’s advantage or disadvantage, depending on where they stood. Cady’s relationship with Tim continued to soar in such a way that she rarely socialized with her crew.
Jack captivated Ellie, her first true love and, much like Cady, she spent scarce time with her friends. This gave Starling and Calvin an opportunity to explore their friendship. They were becoming inseparable, taking in movies, dining out and late night bull sessions over coffee. Starling’s figure managed to expand further, much to Calvin’s delight.
Reaching 180-pounds, the majority of the weight centering on her luscious derriere and delectable thighs, Starling was far from the typical high school female; instead of disguising her girth in big clothes she dressed in a style that celebrated her fuller figure.
Starling wasn’t the only one who experienced weight gain. Regina’s body of course continued to inflate. To a lesser degree Karen Smith’s shape managed to fill out as well. But there was a duifference. Karen continued to be involved whle Regina, with exception of schoo,l had become a total homebody. Tracy, Annie and Sandra would always extend Regina an open invitation in their out of school activities, but she was handy with excuses for why she couldn’t make it.
Regina was starting to feel out of place among her sophomore classmates and longed for friends her own age. Though to her peers, the overly quiet and frumpy Regina now went largely unnoticed. Regina now tipped the scales at 175-pounds and spent the majority of her time in front of the TV. Her only interaction with her remaining friends was at school, and that was starting to unravel since they had become smitten with several young men.
As for Karen Smith, she was waging her own private battle of bulge. Losing the first couple of pounds was simply done, but by the middle of March the weight crept back on with an additional five pounds to her already voluptuous body, bringing Karen to a pound shy of 140. Not much weight, perhaps, but enough to increase the size of her tummy and thicken her thighs.
After Karen was unable to fit into her favorite jeans, she sought aid from Ms. Lopez who recommended a strict diet. Losing a fair amount of weight in two weeks time, the diet seemed to work. However, by April Karen was piling back on the pounds.
THE MIDDLE OF APRIL: Karen stretched in her seat, her hands high in the air, then after a modest yawn that exaggerated the size of her minor double chin, reached for her diet cola.
There across the table sat Gretchen, smiling enough like a shrew for Karen to inquire, “What’s up?”
Karen slowly sipped her cola as Gretchen audaciously asked, “I understand you’re on bad terms with Chuck?”
Karen lowered the plastic container of cola away from her sweet face; “You got that from Chuck?”
Gretchen tilted her head and purred, “Yeah, he told me all about it. Said you had a temper tantrum coz he was teasing you.”
Karen shook her head, “Yeah, I got angry. I had enough of his stupid comments; you would too.”
Karen noticed the devious grin that curved Gretchen lips as she remarked, “He was just telling you the truth. You’re getting fat.”
Karen leaned over the table, speaking barely above a whisper, “I know I’m gaining weight. It’s hard enough for me to handle without Chuck’s crude remarks.”
Gretchen cleared her throat, “Perhaps Chuck was a little extreme with his joking, but as captain of the squad, I insist you try harder. Unless you want to be towel girl.”
Karen lowered her head, nervously twisting her fork in a circular motion; “I’m doing my best.”
Gretchen snapped, “You better be.”
Karen elevated her chin; “You could be more supportive. Aren’t we friends?”
Gretchen tossed her napkin unto her plate, “Sure, we’re friends. But remember I don’t socialize with just anyone.”
Gretchen then removed herself from her seat, “Just out of curiosity, how much do you weigh?”
Folding her arms over her bust, Karen pouted; “It’s obvious I’m heavier. Does it really matter how much I weigh as long as I get back in shape? It’s not like I’m Regina’s size.”
Gretchen half grinned, “Then we’re on the same page. See you at practice, ta ta!”
Karen watched as Gretchen disappeared from view, then quietly blurted, “Skank.”
Though Karen wouldn’t admit to Gretchen that she now lingered slightly above 140-pounds, the tightness of her clothes and the softness of her facial features revealed the added weight. Her delicate face appeared rounder, her cheeks fuller with a miniature double chin in development.
A full fledge roll of flab hovered above her hips and her squishy looking tummy was on the verge of hanging over her slacks. Karen’s laid her elbows on the table, her hands held to the sides of her face as her eyes scanned the lunch room crowd seated at their usually tables. The happy banter exchanged between the masses brought a smile to Karen’s face.
After a minute, Karen picked up her books and slid out of her chair. Noticing the amusing communication and lively exchanges in progress, Karen proceeded to her next class with a thought, “Maybe I’ve been associating with the wrong people?”
MEANWHILE: Cady was in the ladies room, applying lipstick while Ellie watched in boredom. Cady, brilliantly attired in a black blouse and over priced blue jeans that acknowledged her luscious fuller figure, puffed up her hair and fawned over her appearance, “Perfect!”
Ellie lowered her eyes, “Yeah, you look nice. Now let’s get going, I don’t want to have to sit at a crummy table for lunch.”
Cady spun around, her hands resting on her spacious hips, “Nice? Excuse me, but I look much better than nice.”
Twisting her body in full view of the mirror, Cady’s eyes sparkled, “I’m so fetch!”
Ellie made tracks to the door, “Ah; can we go now, please?”
Cady briskly shook her head, causing her thick red mane to bounce over her shoulders then proceed to leave the ladies room while Ellie held the door open for her.
Taking the shortest route to the cafeteria, the friends encountered Tracy and Annie waiting near the vending machines. The sophomore girls approached the seniors with wide smiles.
“Excuse us, but can we talk with you for a minute?”, Annie chimed as she nervously brought her books to her bust.
Cady shrugged her shoulders, “I guess?”
Ellie rolled her eyes, “Ah; I’ll meet you in the cafeteria, okay?”
Once Ellie left the huddled group, Tracy appealed to Cady, “You’re like, so amazing with style and everything, we were wondering if possibly you could give us some pointers?”
Cady lifted her chin and thoughtfully remarked, “Maybe I could do that?”
Annie squeaked, “Cool! It’s no wonder you’re able to attract such a hunk! You’re beautiful.”
Cady shook her head, her hair whirling over her shoulders, “Quite.”
Cady’s lips then parted into a mischievous grin, “Aren’t you two acquainted with Regina George?”
Tracy shook her head, “Yeah; she could use your help too.”
“She’s a wreck, sometimes wears the same clothes for days in a row”, Annie chirped.
Tracy half grinned, “You’re like our role model, proving that big chicks can look just as amazing and if anybody really needs your help...”
The two sophomores replied in stereo, “It’s Regina.”
Cady bit her lips, successfully keeping her smile at bay, “Regina can’t be that bad off?”
The sophomores favored Cady with a few examples, each speaking over the other, “She never leaves home....always whines or moans about stupid stuff....that’s when she’s not so quiet it’s like she’s not around.....and some of the other students are so mean to her.”
Cady casually inquired with just a hint of sarcasm under her breath, “And where is Regina now?”
Tracy motioned with her hand, “In the study hall, she’s spends most of her free time there because she’s failing science.”
“As well as art history and health”, Annie added.
Cady tilted her head; “It would be a real shame if Regina didn’t graduate with the rest of her class.”
For a brief moment Cady was lost in a vacuum as she contemplated Regina’s poor grades and tumble down the social ladder. Eventually Tracy brought Cady back from out of the clouds, “So, would you be able to, like help us?”
“Regina too!”, Annie buzzed with enthusiasm.
Cady shook her head, “Yeah, I think I might. My schedule is a little booked, but we’ll manage something, good enough?”
“Fantastic!”, Tracy chimed, “And you’ll help Regina too?”
Cady’s expression soured as she silently pondered over Regina, “What a stupid fat cow. She is intelligent enough. How can she possibly be failing all those subjects?”
The sophomores exchanged glances and then Tracy curiously asked, “What’s wrong?”
Cady snapped out of her bubble and smiled, “Ah, nothing. Yeah, I’ll see what I can do. I’ll even help Regina, just as long as she or nobody else gets wind of it.”
Tracy and Annie embraced in happiness.
“Yes!” Annie loudly screeched.
Cady slowly backed away from the girls, “So you’ll excuse me if I run off.....”
Cady paused and scrutinized the girls, "but for the moment . . ."
After exchanging glances, Tracy ecstatically enquired, “What’s up?”
Cady brought her finger to her chin as her eyes settled upon the sophomores, “Tracy, you might rethink the cosmetics, a little bit goes a long way, and please upgrade your attire, Lane Bryant does have sales; Fashion Bug might be even better.”
Tracy grinned, “Yeah, okay. Thanks.”
Tapping her chin, Cady then advised Annie, “Perhaps buying jeans that actually fit won’t make you look so hippy and um, would you mind turning around?”
Annie looked over to Tracy who shrugged her shoulders, then back to Cady who spun her finger in a circular motion. Annie did as she was told, to which Cady replied, “Yeah, we’re going to have to work on your clothes too, you’re all booty from mid-waist down.”
Tracy’s eyes grew wide; “You’re going to take us shopping?”
Cady sighed in a big sister kind of way, “I guess I’m going to have to. My schedule is crammed, but I’ll try to fit a little shopping excursion in, fair enough?”
Needless to say, Tracy and Annie were all for it.
On her trek to the cafeteria, Cady was absorbed in her thoughts concerning Regina George. Wrecking Regina’s life had seemed right at the time and she did deserve falling off her throne. But now? Cady walked through the serving line, adding a salad and diet cola to her tray, still deep in thought.
There was no denying it; Cady knew all along what the results would be. A hollow victory, for Regina didn’t just get fat, she vanished and an awkward, timid girl took her place. Hearing about Regina being teased or wearing lackluster attire didn’t make Cady anymore happy or even improve on her life.
Cady took her seat at the table where Ellie sat.
Ellie noticed Cady deep in a trance and cordially asked, “Something on your mind?”
Cady slowly sipped her cola, then wiped her lips, “Yeah, I hate to admit this, but I feel bad about Regina.”
Ellie blinked, “Whoa! Come again?”
Regina relinquished her thoughts, which caused Ellie to smile, “And what are we going to do about it?”
Cady paused before taking a small bite of salad, “Let me think about it and I’ll get back to you.”
LATER ON: Karen serenely left the locker room once cheerleading practice was over. The extra pounds on her frame didn’t hinder her performance, though was all the more motivated to drop the added weight due to the tightness of her clothes. She knew Gretchen could demand a weigh-in and get her bounced at any time.
She behaved cordially enough around Gretchen, though pondered why her opinion would mean so much to her? Peer pressure can be ugly. There standing outside the gym was Chuck. Backpack held in one hand, other hand pressed against the wall as he spoke to some wannabe cheerleader with big hair and short skirt.
Karen rolled her eyes and pressed forward, her feet moving as fast as possible. Chuck left his groupie and made fact tracks to Karen, spinning around to face her as he walked backwards, “Hey babe, how was practice?”
Karen’s nose crinkled, “Are you sure you wanna leave your friend?”
Chuck grinned, “Who, her? We were just talking; she’s nobody important.”
Karen kept up her pace, causing Chuck to trip as he tried to keep up with her. Regaining his footing, Chuck flew up besides Karen, “My dad’s Buick is in the lot, I was thinking bout giving you a ride home.”
Karen’s wavy blond mane bounced on her shoulders as she turned her head, “I’d much rather walk, thank you. Walking is perfect for losing excess pounds.”
Chuck scratched his head, “Oh right, yeah. You know those comments I made didn’t mean anything. It was just in fun, you know?”
Karen stopped so quickly; Chuck had to back track to her.
“Fine!” blurted Karen, “You can drive me home. But you better start treating me better or you can drive your little friend around instead of me.”
Chuck nodded, “Cool, but first I wanna stop by the vending machines and get a soda.”
Karen puffed up her cheeks then exhaled, “Sure, let’s walk over to the cafeteria; I don’t feel like walking back to the gym. Anyway, I want to check out the bulletin board.”
Chuck gently placed his hand over Karen’s shoulder and nodded his head, “Okay, this way.”
BRINGING DOWN THE QUEEN BEE
By Matt L. and the Observer
(A novella based on the CWWF Mean Girls series but with added material.)
(For Chapters 11-15 click here.)
By Matt L. and the Observer
(A novella based on the CWWF Mean Girls series but with added material.)
(For Chapters 11-15 click here.)
CHAPTER SIXTEEN: PLASTIC MELTDOWN
February faded away, and as March arrived the order of events played out to one’s advantage or disadvantage, depending on where they stood. Cady’s relationship with Tim continued to soar in such a way that she rarely socialized with her crew.
Jack captivated Ellie, her first true love and, much like Cady, she spent scarce time with her friends. This gave Starling and Calvin an opportunity to explore their friendship. They were becoming inseparable, taking in movies, dining out and late night bull sessions over coffee. Starling’s figure managed to expand further, much to Calvin’s delight.
Reaching 180-pounds, the majority of the weight centering on her luscious derriere and delectable thighs, Starling was far from the typical high school female; instead of disguising her girth in big clothes she dressed in a style that celebrated her fuller figure.
Starling wasn’t the only one who experienced weight gain. Regina’s body of course continued to inflate. To a lesser degree Karen Smith’s shape managed to fill out as well. But there was a duifference. Karen continued to be involved whle Regina, with exception of schoo,l had become a total homebody. Tracy, Annie and Sandra would always extend Regina an open invitation in their out of school activities, but she was handy with excuses for why she couldn’t make it.
Regina was starting to feel out of place among her sophomore classmates and longed for friends her own age. Though to her peers, the overly quiet and frumpy Regina now went largely unnoticed. Regina now tipped the scales at 175-pounds and spent the majority of her time in front of the TV. Her only interaction with her remaining friends was at school, and that was starting to unravel since they had become smitten with several young men.
As for Karen Smith, she was waging her own private battle of bulge. Losing the first couple of pounds was simply done, but by the middle of March the weight crept back on with an additional five pounds to her already voluptuous body, bringing Karen to a pound shy of 140. Not much weight, perhaps, but enough to increase the size of her tummy and thicken her thighs.
After Karen was unable to fit into her favorite jeans, she sought aid from Ms. Lopez who recommended a strict diet. Losing a fair amount of weight in two weeks time, the diet seemed to work. However, by April Karen was piling back on the pounds.
THE MIDDLE OF APRIL: Karen stretched in her seat, her hands high in the air, then after a modest yawn that exaggerated the size of her minor double chin, reached for her diet cola.
There across the table sat Gretchen, smiling enough like a shrew for Karen to inquire, “What’s up?”
Karen slowly sipped her cola as Gretchen audaciously asked, “I understand you’re on bad terms with Chuck?”
Karen lowered the plastic container of cola away from her sweet face; “You got that from Chuck?”
Gretchen tilted her head and purred, “Yeah, he told me all about it. Said you had a temper tantrum coz he was teasing you.”
Karen shook her head, “Yeah, I got angry. I had enough of his stupid comments; you would too.”
Karen noticed the devious grin that curved Gretchen lips as she remarked, “He was just telling you the truth. You’re getting fat.”
Karen leaned over the table, speaking barely above a whisper, “I know I’m gaining weight. It’s hard enough for me to handle without Chuck’s crude remarks.”
Gretchen cleared her throat, “Perhaps Chuck was a little extreme with his joking, but as captain of the squad, I insist you try harder. Unless you want to be towel girl.”
Karen lowered her head, nervously twisting her fork in a circular motion; “I’m doing my best.”
Gretchen snapped, “You better be.”
Karen elevated her chin; “You could be more supportive. Aren’t we friends?”
Gretchen tossed her napkin unto her plate, “Sure, we’re friends. But remember I don’t socialize with just anyone.”
Gretchen then removed herself from her seat, “Just out of curiosity, how much do you weigh?”
Folding her arms over her bust, Karen pouted; “It’s obvious I’m heavier. Does it really matter how much I weigh as long as I get back in shape? It’s not like I’m Regina’s size.”
Gretchen half grinned, “Then we’re on the same page. See you at practice, ta ta!”
Karen watched as Gretchen disappeared from view, then quietly blurted, “Skank.”
Though Karen wouldn’t admit to Gretchen that she now lingered slightly above 140-pounds, the tightness of her clothes and the softness of her facial features revealed the added weight. Her delicate face appeared rounder, her cheeks fuller with a miniature double chin in development.
A full fledge roll of flab hovered above her hips and her squishy looking tummy was on the verge of hanging over her slacks. Karen’s laid her elbows on the table, her hands held to the sides of her face as her eyes scanned the lunch room crowd seated at their usually tables. The happy banter exchanged between the masses brought a smile to Karen’s face.
After a minute, Karen picked up her books and slid out of her chair. Noticing the amusing communication and lively exchanges in progress, Karen proceeded to her next class with a thought, “Maybe I’ve been associating with the wrong people?”
MEANWHILE: Cady was in the ladies room, applying lipstick while Ellie watched in boredom. Cady, brilliantly attired in a black blouse and over priced blue jeans that acknowledged her luscious fuller figure, puffed up her hair and fawned over her appearance, “Perfect!”
Ellie lowered her eyes, “Yeah, you look nice. Now let’s get going, I don’t want to have to sit at a crummy table for lunch.”
Cady spun around, her hands resting on her spacious hips, “Nice? Excuse me, but I look much better than nice.”
Twisting her body in full view of the mirror, Cady’s eyes sparkled, “I’m so fetch!”
Ellie made tracks to the door, “Ah; can we go now, please?”
Cady briskly shook her head, causing her thick red mane to bounce over her shoulders then proceed to leave the ladies room while Ellie held the door open for her.
Taking the shortest route to the cafeteria, the friends encountered Tracy and Annie waiting near the vending machines. The sophomore girls approached the seniors with wide smiles.
“Excuse us, but can we talk with you for a minute?”, Annie chimed as she nervously brought her books to her bust.
Cady shrugged her shoulders, “I guess?”
Ellie rolled her eyes, “Ah; I’ll meet you in the cafeteria, okay?”
Once Ellie left the huddled group, Tracy appealed to Cady, “You’re like, so amazing with style and everything, we were wondering if possibly you could give us some pointers?”
Cady lifted her chin and thoughtfully remarked, “Maybe I could do that?”
Annie squeaked, “Cool! It’s no wonder you’re able to attract such a hunk! You’re beautiful.”
Cady shook her head, her hair whirling over her shoulders, “Quite.”
Cady’s lips then parted into a mischievous grin, “Aren’t you two acquainted with Regina George?”
Tracy shook her head, “Yeah; she could use your help too.”
“She’s a wreck, sometimes wears the same clothes for days in a row”, Annie chirped.
Tracy half grinned, “You’re like our role model, proving that big chicks can look just as amazing and if anybody really needs your help...”
The two sophomores replied in stereo, “It’s Regina.”
Cady bit her lips, successfully keeping her smile at bay, “Regina can’t be that bad off?”
The sophomores favored Cady with a few examples, each speaking over the other, “She never leaves home....always whines or moans about stupid stuff....that’s when she’s not so quiet it’s like she’s not around.....and some of the other students are so mean to her.”
Cady casually inquired with just a hint of sarcasm under her breath, “And where is Regina now?”
Tracy motioned with her hand, “In the study hall, she’s spends most of her free time there because she’s failing science.”
“As well as art history and health”, Annie added.
Cady tilted her head; “It would be a real shame if Regina didn’t graduate with the rest of her class.”
For a brief moment Cady was lost in a vacuum as she contemplated Regina’s poor grades and tumble down the social ladder. Eventually Tracy brought Cady back from out of the clouds, “So, would you be able to, like help us?”
“Regina too!”, Annie buzzed with enthusiasm.
Cady shook her head, “Yeah, I think I might. My schedule is a little booked, but we’ll manage something, good enough?”
“Fantastic!”, Tracy chimed, “And you’ll help Regina too?”
Cady’s expression soured as she silently pondered over Regina, “What a stupid fat cow. She is intelligent enough. How can she possibly be failing all those subjects?”
The sophomores exchanged glances and then Tracy curiously asked, “What’s wrong?”
Cady snapped out of her bubble and smiled, “Ah, nothing. Yeah, I’ll see what I can do. I’ll even help Regina, just as long as she or nobody else gets wind of it.”
Tracy and Annie embraced in happiness.
“Yes!” Annie loudly screeched.
Cady slowly backed away from the girls, “So you’ll excuse me if I run off.....”
Cady paused and scrutinized the girls, "but for the moment . . ."
After exchanging glances, Tracy ecstatically enquired, “What’s up?”
Cady brought her finger to her chin as her eyes settled upon the sophomores, “Tracy, you might rethink the cosmetics, a little bit goes a long way, and please upgrade your attire, Lane Bryant does have sales; Fashion Bug might be even better.”
Tracy grinned, “Yeah, okay. Thanks.”
Tapping her chin, Cady then advised Annie, “Perhaps buying jeans that actually fit won’t make you look so hippy and um, would you mind turning around?”
Annie looked over to Tracy who shrugged her shoulders, then back to Cady who spun her finger in a circular motion. Annie did as she was told, to which Cady replied, “Yeah, we’re going to have to work on your clothes too, you’re all booty from mid-waist down.”
Tracy’s eyes grew wide; “You’re going to take us shopping?”
Cady sighed in a big sister kind of way, “I guess I’m going to have to. My schedule is crammed, but I’ll try to fit a little shopping excursion in, fair enough?”
Needless to say, Tracy and Annie were all for it.
On her trek to the cafeteria, Cady was absorbed in her thoughts concerning Regina George. Wrecking Regina’s life had seemed right at the time and she did deserve falling off her throne. But now? Cady walked through the serving line, adding a salad and diet cola to her tray, still deep in thought.
There was no denying it; Cady knew all along what the results would be. A hollow victory, for Regina didn’t just get fat, she vanished and an awkward, timid girl took her place. Hearing about Regina being teased or wearing lackluster attire didn’t make Cady anymore happy or even improve on her life.
Cady took her seat at the table where Ellie sat.
Ellie noticed Cady deep in a trance and cordially asked, “Something on your mind?”
Cady slowly sipped her cola, then wiped her lips, “Yeah, I hate to admit this, but I feel bad about Regina.”
Ellie blinked, “Whoa! Come again?”
Regina relinquished her thoughts, which caused Ellie to smile, “And what are we going to do about it?”
Cady paused before taking a small bite of salad, “Let me think about it and I’ll get back to you.”
LATER ON: Karen serenely left the locker room once cheerleading practice was over. The extra pounds on her frame didn’t hinder her performance, though was all the more motivated to drop the added weight due to the tightness of her clothes. She knew Gretchen could demand a weigh-in and get her bounced at any time.
She behaved cordially enough around Gretchen, though pondered why her opinion would mean so much to her? Peer pressure can be ugly. There standing outside the gym was Chuck. Backpack held in one hand, other hand pressed against the wall as he spoke to some wannabe cheerleader with big hair and short skirt.
Karen rolled her eyes and pressed forward, her feet moving as fast as possible. Chuck left his groupie and made fact tracks to Karen, spinning around to face her as he walked backwards, “Hey babe, how was practice?”
Karen’s nose crinkled, “Are you sure you wanna leave your friend?”
Chuck grinned, “Who, her? We were just talking; she’s nobody important.”
Karen kept up her pace, causing Chuck to trip as he tried to keep up with her. Regaining his footing, Chuck flew up besides Karen, “My dad’s Buick is in the lot, I was thinking bout giving you a ride home.”
Karen’s wavy blond mane bounced on her shoulders as she turned her head, “I’d much rather walk, thank you. Walking is perfect for losing excess pounds.”
Chuck scratched his head, “Oh right, yeah. You know those comments I made didn’t mean anything. It was just in fun, you know?”
Karen stopped so quickly; Chuck had to back track to her.
“Fine!” blurted Karen, “You can drive me home. But you better start treating me better or you can drive your little friend around instead of me.”
Chuck nodded, “Cool, but first I wanna stop by the vending machines and get a soda.”
Karen puffed up her cheeks then exhaled, “Sure, let’s walk over to the cafeteria; I don’t feel like walking back to the gym. Anyway, I want to check out the bulletin board.”
Chuck gently placed his hand over Karen’s shoulder and nodded his head, “Okay, this way.”
