~BBW(Multiple) , Eating, Romance, Stuckage, ~SWG - Tensions rise between mum and daughter, girlfriend and boyfriend, enemy and enemy!
"Ugh, just a little bit more!" pushed Melissa.
By the time Melissa's mum had arrived home, Natasha had very much gone into submission. There was nothing she could have done to get herself out of that window. Silently seething with rage, Nat rested her head on her hand, which was leaning against the washing machine.
"Why....uhh....did you think you could fit through here, Natasha?" asked Mel's mum, pushing on the window.
"Hey, I didn't want to wait this long to get inside!" protested Nat, "We both agreed Mel was too big to fit through here!"
Nat tried to get the negative attention back to Melissa. The window was slowly but surely moving with the force of two people. It was so stiff and frustrating.
"Mmmmmrah! there we go!" smiled Melissa, the window finally open wide enough for Nat to fit back through.
Nat rubbed her painful lower back, red marks outlining where the frame had squeezed her soft body.
"Not so fast you two!" said Mel's mum, her voice going cold, "Melissa, I send you to the gym to get your fitness checked, and you go off and buy donuts?!"
"I DID go to the gym, I swear! And the - "
Melissa's mum cut in, "And cookie dough!"
"Hey, that's Nat's!" complained Mel.
"I don't want to hear it!"
Natasha smirked, "Yeah, Mel, you're so immature."
Melissa's mum turned to Nat, "As for you! I may not be your mother, but while you're living at my house I have authority! Both you girls are going to exercise. You are both getting too overweight!"
Natasha's jaw dropped, "Me?! How can you call me fat?! Melissa's the fat one!"
Nat pointed an accusing finger at Mel,but Mel's Mom saw through her denial..
"You are getting fat, Nat. Whether you want to admit it or not. Tomorrow, you are both going jogging. There will be exercise everyday from now on!"
With that, Mel's mum stormed into the house and out of sight.
"Forget this!" fumed a furious Natasha, "I'm going to hang out with Darren."
"Just go, Nat, go stuff your face." replied Mel angrily.
"Shut up!" With that, Nat walked off in a huff, her butt twitching back and forth with her angry stomps.
****
"Hey honey, rough day. Sorry if I'm a bit moody." said Nat to Darren, as she sat in his car.
"Everything alright?" asked Darren with a hint of concern.
"Yeah, it's just my dumb cousin and aunt. I hate living with them." she huffed.
"Well, if we were a bit older, we could move in together."
Nat turned to her boyfriend and smiled, "You're such a sweetie. Where are we eating tonight?"
Darren hesitated, "Erm, I'm ah, actually not that hungry...."
Nat didn't notice her boyfriend glancing awkwardly at her stomach, which was getting so fat that she had developed rolls that jiggled with the car ride.
"You serious?! I'm starving, I've eaten nothing but cookie dough all day. Let's get burgers."
Darren slouched quietly to himself. He was really feeling awkward about his expanding girlfriend. Not that he didn't love her, but he was finding himself less attracted to her the more weight she packed on. There was no way he could tell her, it might hurt her feelings. He scratched his head through his short brown hair and continued to drive, shortly turning into the local take away shop.....again. He certainly was getting sick of eating take away all the time. If only he knew how to cook, it might encourage his girl to eat healthily.
"Ooh, I'll have a large combo meal, extra chips." giggled Nat, twirling a curl in her finger, "What do you want, hon?"
"Umm, I'll get a small...." he said vacantly.
"Small? Fair enough...." said Nat.
Presently, Nat snatched up the tray of food as the two went to sit in a booth.
"So yeah, that fat bitch Melissa keeps trying to say I'M fat. Probably just to cover up her own insecurities." ranted Nat.
"Yeah, probably." replied Darren, picking slowly at his meal.
Natasha picked up another handful of chips and crammed them into her mouth, "I mean, it's not my fault she's such a fat ass! She controls what she puts in her mouth, not anyone else!"
She was being such a hypocrite,or was just clueless. Nat was eating so quickly, mindlessly ranting on to her boyfriend, who as just sitting and nodding.
"And then she tries to get me to squeeze into that window! As if I was too fat, the window was simply too small. I had to stop her, otherwise she'd be getting stuck tighter than I did.....Mph, man this is tasty!"
Darren tried to keep a straight face as his girlfriend stuffed her face like there was no tomorrow.
"I mean, do you think I've put on weight?" asked Nat, although you could tell she wasn't expecting a no.
"Here's your chance," thought Darren. "Just put it to her softly. "
"Umm, we all need to watch what we eat."
Nat paused and pulled a face, "What is that supposed to mean? Oh my gawd, you think I'm fat!"
"Nono! Not at all....well maybe, but yeah, no!" fumbled Darren, "It's just we've eaten out practically everyday for weeks....It's beginning to.....umm.....show?"
Darren braced himself for an onslaught, but was surprised when Nat reacted rather calmly.
"Honey, I am not fat. End of story."
Darren just looked away....
****
"Mum.....I don't want to go jogging!" huffed Mel.
"I don't care, Melissa. If you put on anymore weight, I'm not going to be buying you any new clothes." warned her mum.
"What?!" exclaimed Melissa.
"That's the way it's going to be. You grow out of any of your clothes, I'm not helping. Hopefully that will motivate you to lose weight."
Melissa let out a long and exaggerated groan, heading for the front door clad in bike pants and an overtight top.
"I want you jogging for at least an hour. Don't try and come back early." said Melissa's mum.
Melissa jogged until her house was out of sight before slowing to a gentle stroll. Her bouncy ass rolled and bounced as she took each step, the bike pants doing little to slow her hypnotic jiggling. She felt flushed after about five minutes, feeling too lethargic to keep going.
"Oof, I'm so lazy, I could just fall asleep right here." she thought to herself.
She was really feeling that way too. Mel was in one of those moods where you just couldn't care less if your feet collapse from underneath you and you lay down wherever you fell. Nonetheless, Melissa eventually trudged her way to the mountainside park, her usual contemplation spot. Noticing an inviting bench, the plump heroine wondered whether she could disobey her mother.
"Oh poo. Forget jogging. I'll just go sit down for a while."
Mel eventually entered the park and plonked herself down on a bench. She took a moment to take in the view. Mel hadn't been here in quite awhile. She saw the old wooden cubbyhouse and remembered her unfortunate hide and seek incident with Christie, almost a year ago. Mel loved coming here. It was usually so quiet for such a resourceful park. Melissa sighed longingly, basking in the warm morning sun. Autumn was coming again soon, and Mel looked forward to it.
Melissa was a winter girl. She loved nothing more than to rug up with a blanket on a cold, rainy day. She just wished it snowed more in Cianwood, it only ever snowed on the mountain peaks that sheltered the town. Mel cast her gaze across the wide river, the sun reflecting off the surface like stars. Behind that river was more sloped forest as the mountain began to ascend. The peaks were nauseatingly high. All in all, it was a gorgeous scene.
"Hmm, that'd be fun to paint."
Mel's thoughts soon turned back to the supposed task at hand.
"Why should I jog?" she complained, "I'm already too fat. Hell, I'm a freakin' whale now."
That was probably the extent of Melissa's swearing. She didn't think much of it.
"When is mum going to get off my back?! Melissa, you're too fat! Melissa, you've gained weight! Get a career! Get a job! Go exercise! Uuuuuuugh...."
Melissa was silently fuming to herself. She just wanted to live the way she wanted. Career wise she was considering something to do with art. But she hadn't gotten off her fat butt and done anything about it.
"I wonder how the girls are...." Mel thought to herself.
Time had gone so quickly, Mel hadn't realised she hadn't seen Christie in ages. Melissa gazed at her silver wrist watch.
"Hmm, just a bit longer, then I'll go home." she giggled wickedly, "Mum'll think I've been jogging all this time....."
****
Jodie and Vicky sat in Vicky's loungeroom, playing her old Nintendo system. Vicky was quite a tomboy with her video games, as was Jodie.
"So yeah, I'm finally starting to lose some weight." said Vicky, mindlessly mashing buttons.
"Really, good on you." replied Jodie, vacantly staring at the screen, "I'm beginning to think gaining all this weight wasn't a very good idea."
Vicky dropped her controller to the ground, she had lost.
"Haha, you suck at this game." laughed Jodie, poking her in the arm.
"Shut up!" laughed Vicky, "I'm just a little rusty. So wait, you just put on all this weight and now you don't like it?!"
"I've kinda dug myself in deep..." said Jodie, "I think maybe I don't want to be this fat....so much as I just wanted to be a bit more voluptuous. I was too skinny before."
Vicky snorted, "Well you got that alright!"
Vick pointed at Jodie's welling cleavage.
"I know! I love these! But I think I can stand to love some weight. Just get my tummy and ass back in shape."
"Girl, if you were a solid girl with boobs your size, as opposed to a fat girl, David will be all over you."
"Well then let's get in shape together!" hyped Jodie.
Vicky nodded in agreeance, "I doubt I'll slim down that much though, I've always been a chubby bubby. My frame's too big, I mean look at my hips!"
Vicky sized up her wide hips, her love handles bulging at least an inch from her sides.
"Oh don't be negative, you know I bet you could get down to the weight you were when you were dating Paul." said Jodie realistically.
"Yes! That'll show that loser for dumping me! Too fat, huh? Well he'll see!"
Vicky and Paul had been broken up for almost nine months, and Vick would never forget the less than heroic fashion in which he left her. However it did lead to a friendship with Ashlee, whom Vicky was missing a lot. Jodie and Vicky had a plan, but could they follow through with it? They had become pretty chubby, could they honestly lose any weight?
"We so can do this!" smiled Vicky.
"Let's go running now!" hyped Jodie.
"Hmm, one more round." delayed Vicky, picking up her video game controller again.
****
Natasha sat in the spare room, flipping through a magazine. She couldn't get her mind off Darren. He had acted so strangely, almost as if he thought she WAS putting on weight.
"I'm sure he just had a bad day or something...." she concluded to herself.
But was it something more? Maybe he didn't find her attractive anymore.
"No! I'm just as slim and gorgeous as ever." thought Nat.
Natasha flipped over the page in her magazine. She glanced upwards and caught her reflection in the mirror. With her legs crossed, Nat's attentions turned to the bulge hanging over the side of her jeans. She frowned and tugged a little at her jeans, trying to hide the blub in them. She felt a little uneasy at how soft it felt. Nat grabbed the bulge of fat and squeezed it. It definitely wasn't muscle.
Nat chose to ignore it, and turned back to her magazine. She stared at the page for five seconds before chucking it to the ground and examining her figure in the mirror. Her belly had developed a nice, round curve to it, and was softer than ever to touch. Her hips had widened, love handles hanging over her sides.
"I'm not fat..." she tried to reassure herself.
She turned so her butt faced the mirror. Her heart skipped a beat, had it always been that big? Nat's large bum cheeks were packed tightly into her quivering jeans, she had refused to buy bigger clothes. Natasha had definitely put on weight. She must have been at least 160 pounds by now.
"I am not fat." she said firmly, "Melissa is fat. I'm thin. And I'm going to get revenge for her getting me stuck in that window...."
Wuth that she went to the kitchen and quelled her hungry tummy with a platter of cookies and some milk.
****
Melissa stood with her trackpants around her ankles, preparing herself for a tight squeeze. Bending at the hips, she pulled the blue pants up until they got to the foot of her gigantic ass. Her thighs were tightly packed into the pants already, and with her ever expanding bum, could they fit properly? Mel pushed and squirmed, wriggling her wide hips slowly into the pants. She eventually managed to stuff her rear end in, but the pants were too small to cover her entire ass shelf, leaving a decent inch of bum crack poking out.
"I need new pants.....again...." she sighed to herself.
Melissa bit her lip and wondered if it was even worth asking. She knew it would be a no. Her mother had strictly said she wouldn't help her buy bigger clothes. But she wasn't earning enough at the chocolate shop. Were else could she get money?
"I gotta stop putting on weight! But I can't!" she stomped her foot, sending shockwaves up her meaty leg and into her paunchy middle.
It seemed she'd grow out of new clothes within months of buying them. She just kept packing on the pounds.
"Oh poo, I may as well ask." she said to herself, before cautiously walking into her mum's room. Her mother sat reading a book in the afternoon sun, Mel's heart pumping.
"Mum..." she uttered.
"Yeah?" replied her mum.
"Umm.....would it be cool if....umm, we go clothes shopping on the weekend?"
Mel's mum looked up from her book, "Why?"
"Erm, just for fun?" lied Mel.
"Well, I have no money. So unless you have your own money....Why do you need clothes? Didn't you just buy new ones?"
Melissa's cast her gaze to the floor submissively.
"You've outgrown them haven't you?" sighed her mum.
Mel just nodded.
"Well, no more new clothes. If you want clothes that fit, go jogging."
"I am!" complained Mel.
"Well....?" said her mum suggestively, "Off you go."
Melissa huffed to herself before waddling out the front door. No way was she going to run. Time for another one of her sits in the park.
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"Ugh, just a little bit more!" pushed Melissa.
By the time Melissa's mum had arrived home, Natasha had very much gone into submission. There was nothing she could have done to get herself out of that window. Silently seething with rage, Nat rested her head on her hand, which was leaning against the washing machine.
"Why....uhh....did you think you could fit through here, Natasha?" asked Mel's mum, pushing on the window.
"Hey, I didn't want to wait this long to get inside!" protested Nat, "We both agreed Mel was too big to fit through here!"
Nat tried to get the negative attention back to Melissa. The window was slowly but surely moving with the force of two people. It was so stiff and frustrating.
"Mmmmmrah! there we go!" smiled Melissa, the window finally open wide enough for Nat to fit back through.
Nat rubbed her painful lower back, red marks outlining where the frame had squeezed her soft body.
"Not so fast you two!" said Mel's mum, her voice going cold, "Melissa, I send you to the gym to get your fitness checked, and you go off and buy donuts?!"
"I DID go to the gym, I swear! And the - "
Melissa's mum cut in, "And cookie dough!"
"Hey, that's Nat's!" complained Mel.
"I don't want to hear it!"
Natasha smirked, "Yeah, Mel, you're so immature."
Melissa's mum turned to Nat, "As for you! I may not be your mother, but while you're living at my house I have authority! Both you girls are going to exercise. You are both getting too overweight!"
Natasha's jaw dropped, "Me?! How can you call me fat?! Melissa's the fat one!"
Nat pointed an accusing finger at Mel,but Mel's Mom saw through her denial..
"You are getting fat, Nat. Whether you want to admit it or not. Tomorrow, you are both going jogging. There will be exercise everyday from now on!"
With that, Mel's mum stormed into the house and out of sight.
"Forget this!" fumed a furious Natasha, "I'm going to hang out with Darren."
"Just go, Nat, go stuff your face." replied Mel angrily.
"Shut up!" With that, Nat walked off in a huff, her butt twitching back and forth with her angry stomps.
****
"Hey honey, rough day. Sorry if I'm a bit moody." said Nat to Darren, as she sat in his car.
"Everything alright?" asked Darren with a hint of concern.
"Yeah, it's just my dumb cousin and aunt. I hate living with them." she huffed.
"Well, if we were a bit older, we could move in together."
Nat turned to her boyfriend and smiled, "You're such a sweetie. Where are we eating tonight?"
Darren hesitated, "Erm, I'm ah, actually not that hungry...."
Nat didn't notice her boyfriend glancing awkwardly at her stomach, which was getting so fat that she had developed rolls that jiggled with the car ride.
"You serious?! I'm starving, I've eaten nothing but cookie dough all day. Let's get burgers."
Darren slouched quietly to himself. He was really feeling awkward about his expanding girlfriend. Not that he didn't love her, but he was finding himself less attracted to her the more weight she packed on. There was no way he could tell her, it might hurt her feelings. He scratched his head through his short brown hair and continued to drive, shortly turning into the local take away shop.....again. He certainly was getting sick of eating take away all the time. If only he knew how to cook, it might encourage his girl to eat healthily.
"Ooh, I'll have a large combo meal, extra chips." giggled Nat, twirling a curl in her finger, "What do you want, hon?"
"Umm, I'll get a small...." he said vacantly.
"Small? Fair enough...." said Nat.
Presently, Nat snatched up the tray of food as the two went to sit in a booth.
"So yeah, that fat bitch Melissa keeps trying to say I'M fat. Probably just to cover up her own insecurities." ranted Nat.
"Yeah, probably." replied Darren, picking slowly at his meal.
Natasha picked up another handful of chips and crammed them into her mouth, "I mean, it's not my fault she's such a fat ass! She controls what she puts in her mouth, not anyone else!"
She was being such a hypocrite,or was just clueless. Nat was eating so quickly, mindlessly ranting on to her boyfriend, who as just sitting and nodding.
"And then she tries to get me to squeeze into that window! As if I was too fat, the window was simply too small. I had to stop her, otherwise she'd be getting stuck tighter than I did.....Mph, man this is tasty!"
Darren tried to keep a straight face as his girlfriend stuffed her face like there was no tomorrow.
"I mean, do you think I've put on weight?" asked Nat, although you could tell she wasn't expecting a no.
"Here's your chance," thought Darren. "Just put it to her softly. "
"Umm, we all need to watch what we eat."
Nat paused and pulled a face, "What is that supposed to mean? Oh my gawd, you think I'm fat!"
"Nono! Not at all....well maybe, but yeah, no!" fumbled Darren, "It's just we've eaten out practically everyday for weeks....It's beginning to.....umm.....show?"
Darren braced himself for an onslaught, but was surprised when Nat reacted rather calmly.
"Honey, I am not fat. End of story."
Darren just looked away....
****
"Mum.....I don't want to go jogging!" huffed Mel.
"I don't care, Melissa. If you put on anymore weight, I'm not going to be buying you any new clothes." warned her mum.
"What?!" exclaimed Melissa.
"That's the way it's going to be. You grow out of any of your clothes, I'm not helping. Hopefully that will motivate you to lose weight."
Melissa let out a long and exaggerated groan, heading for the front door clad in bike pants and an overtight top.
"I want you jogging for at least an hour. Don't try and come back early." said Melissa's mum.
Melissa jogged until her house was out of sight before slowing to a gentle stroll. Her bouncy ass rolled and bounced as she took each step, the bike pants doing little to slow her hypnotic jiggling. She felt flushed after about five minutes, feeling too lethargic to keep going.
"Oof, I'm so lazy, I could just fall asleep right here." she thought to herself.
She was really feeling that way too. Mel was in one of those moods where you just couldn't care less if your feet collapse from underneath you and you lay down wherever you fell. Nonetheless, Melissa eventually trudged her way to the mountainside park, her usual contemplation spot. Noticing an inviting bench, the plump heroine wondered whether she could disobey her mother.
"Oh poo. Forget jogging. I'll just go sit down for a while."
Mel eventually entered the park and plonked herself down on a bench. She took a moment to take in the view. Mel hadn't been here in quite awhile. She saw the old wooden cubbyhouse and remembered her unfortunate hide and seek incident with Christie, almost a year ago. Mel loved coming here. It was usually so quiet for such a resourceful park. Melissa sighed longingly, basking in the warm morning sun. Autumn was coming again soon, and Mel looked forward to it.
Melissa was a winter girl. She loved nothing more than to rug up with a blanket on a cold, rainy day. She just wished it snowed more in Cianwood, it only ever snowed on the mountain peaks that sheltered the town. Mel cast her gaze across the wide river, the sun reflecting off the surface like stars. Behind that river was more sloped forest as the mountain began to ascend. The peaks were nauseatingly high. All in all, it was a gorgeous scene.
"Hmm, that'd be fun to paint."
Mel's thoughts soon turned back to the supposed task at hand.
"Why should I jog?" she complained, "I'm already too fat. Hell, I'm a freakin' whale now."
That was probably the extent of Melissa's swearing. She didn't think much of it.
"When is mum going to get off my back?! Melissa, you're too fat! Melissa, you've gained weight! Get a career! Get a job! Go exercise! Uuuuuuugh...."
Melissa was silently fuming to herself. She just wanted to live the way she wanted. Career wise she was considering something to do with art. But she hadn't gotten off her fat butt and done anything about it.
"I wonder how the girls are...." Mel thought to herself.
Time had gone so quickly, Mel hadn't realised she hadn't seen Christie in ages. Melissa gazed at her silver wrist watch.
"Hmm, just a bit longer, then I'll go home." she giggled wickedly, "Mum'll think I've been jogging all this time....."
****
Jodie and Vicky sat in Vicky's loungeroom, playing her old Nintendo system. Vicky was quite a tomboy with her video games, as was Jodie.
"So yeah, I'm finally starting to lose some weight." said Vicky, mindlessly mashing buttons.
"Really, good on you." replied Jodie, vacantly staring at the screen, "I'm beginning to think gaining all this weight wasn't a very good idea."
Vicky dropped her controller to the ground, she had lost.
"Haha, you suck at this game." laughed Jodie, poking her in the arm.
"Shut up!" laughed Vicky, "I'm just a little rusty. So wait, you just put on all this weight and now you don't like it?!"
"I've kinda dug myself in deep..." said Jodie, "I think maybe I don't want to be this fat....so much as I just wanted to be a bit more voluptuous. I was too skinny before."
Vicky snorted, "Well you got that alright!"
Vick pointed at Jodie's welling cleavage.
"I know! I love these! But I think I can stand to love some weight. Just get my tummy and ass back in shape."
"Girl, if you were a solid girl with boobs your size, as opposed to a fat girl, David will be all over you."
"Well then let's get in shape together!" hyped Jodie.
Vicky nodded in agreeance, "I doubt I'll slim down that much though, I've always been a chubby bubby. My frame's too big, I mean look at my hips!"
Vicky sized up her wide hips, her love handles bulging at least an inch from her sides.
"Oh don't be negative, you know I bet you could get down to the weight you were when you were dating Paul." said Jodie realistically.
"Yes! That'll show that loser for dumping me! Too fat, huh? Well he'll see!"
Vicky and Paul had been broken up for almost nine months, and Vick would never forget the less than heroic fashion in which he left her. However it did lead to a friendship with Ashlee, whom Vicky was missing a lot. Jodie and Vicky had a plan, but could they follow through with it? They had become pretty chubby, could they honestly lose any weight?
"We so can do this!" smiled Vicky.
"Let's go running now!" hyped Jodie.
"Hmm, one more round." delayed Vicky, picking up her video game controller again.
****
Natasha sat in the spare room, flipping through a magazine. She couldn't get her mind off Darren. He had acted so strangely, almost as if he thought she WAS putting on weight.
"I'm sure he just had a bad day or something...." she concluded to herself.
But was it something more? Maybe he didn't find her attractive anymore.
"No! I'm just as slim and gorgeous as ever." thought Nat.
Natasha flipped over the page in her magazine. She glanced upwards and caught her reflection in the mirror. With her legs crossed, Nat's attentions turned to the bulge hanging over the side of her jeans. She frowned and tugged a little at her jeans, trying to hide the blub in them. She felt a little uneasy at how soft it felt. Nat grabbed the bulge of fat and squeezed it. It definitely wasn't muscle.
Nat chose to ignore it, and turned back to her magazine. She stared at the page for five seconds before chucking it to the ground and examining her figure in the mirror. Her belly had developed a nice, round curve to it, and was softer than ever to touch. Her hips had widened, love handles hanging over her sides.
"I'm not fat..." she tried to reassure herself.
She turned so her butt faced the mirror. Her heart skipped a beat, had it always been that big? Nat's large bum cheeks were packed tightly into her quivering jeans, she had refused to buy bigger clothes. Natasha had definitely put on weight. She must have been at least 160 pounds by now.
"I am not fat." she said firmly, "Melissa is fat. I'm thin. And I'm going to get revenge for her getting me stuck in that window...."
Wuth that she went to the kitchen and quelled her hungry tummy with a platter of cookies and some milk.
****
Melissa stood with her trackpants around her ankles, preparing herself for a tight squeeze. Bending at the hips, she pulled the blue pants up until they got to the foot of her gigantic ass. Her thighs were tightly packed into the pants already, and with her ever expanding bum, could they fit properly? Mel pushed and squirmed, wriggling her wide hips slowly into the pants. She eventually managed to stuff her rear end in, but the pants were too small to cover her entire ass shelf, leaving a decent inch of bum crack poking out.
"I need new pants.....again...." she sighed to herself.
Melissa bit her lip and wondered if it was even worth asking. She knew it would be a no. Her mother had strictly said she wouldn't help her buy bigger clothes. But she wasn't earning enough at the chocolate shop. Were else could she get money?
"I gotta stop putting on weight! But I can't!" she stomped her foot, sending shockwaves up her meaty leg and into her paunchy middle.
It seemed she'd grow out of new clothes within months of buying them. She just kept packing on the pounds.
"Oh poo, I may as well ask." she said to herself, before cautiously walking into her mum's room. Her mother sat reading a book in the afternoon sun, Mel's heart pumping.
"Mum..." she uttered.
"Yeah?" replied her mum.
"Umm.....would it be cool if....umm, we go clothes shopping on the weekend?"
Mel's mum looked up from her book, "Why?"
"Erm, just for fun?" lied Mel.
"Well, I have no money. So unless you have your own money....Why do you need clothes? Didn't you just buy new ones?"
Melissa's cast her gaze to the floor submissively.
"You've outgrown them haven't you?" sighed her mum.
Mel just nodded.
"Well, no more new clothes. If you want clothes that fit, go jogging."
"I am!" complained Mel.
"Well....?" said her mum suggestively, "Off you go."
Melissa huffed to herself before waddling out the front door. No way was she going to run. Time for another one of her sits in the park.
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