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🕑 Added 2021-04-16 21:26:14 +0000 UTCThe Book
By FC Punk
In her dorm Tabitha’s round fingers turned the pages of her book. She was looking for just the right spell in the dark tomb. She snickered to herself, her hair was covered with a black pointed “witch’s hat” that witches only wore for ceremony. She was being incredibly naughty, stealing this book from her mother’s private collection.
“Looks like I’m old enough,” she snorted in contempt for her mother’s warnings not to play with it, that it was too advanced for her current witchcraft skills.
“Found it.”
Tabitha took out a plastic baggy that contained strands of blonde hair from her hated bully. She had acquired it after intentionally getting into a fight with her, she literally pulled out some of her hair. It had resulted in a week long school suspension, but it was worth it just to get a lock of her hair.
She lit candles around the book, taped the strands of hair to the page of the spell, and began to speak in a dead language.The temperature lowered and the candles immediately went out. Tabitha blinked and shrugged.
“We’ll see if anything happens,” Tabitha muttered and fell back on the pillows of her bed. She reached behind and pulled a dozen donuts from behind a pillow, chowing down on them.
“Mmmph, so mother thinks I’m getting a little fat, huh?” She poked the slight belly that was protruding through her black robes. “This will get her off my back. I can eat whatever I desire and I won’t gain a pound.”
“Heheheh,” Tabitha let out a witch’s cackle and said, “Zoe won’t know what hit her. Serves her right.”
Tomorrow was her return to school and the beginning of her revenge.
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At school the next day Zoe walked with smug satisfaction. She was the queen bee on campus and there was nothing like knowing that. Popularity is one hell of a drug. Dressed in her cheer costume for the big game she saw Tabitha glumly walking, dressed in all black as usual.
“Enjoy your week fatty Tabi.”
Tabitha just grinned, “Enjoy that missing hair,” She said before muttering under her breath, “And everything else that’s coming to you.”
Later on during lunch Zoe felt a feeling, a feeling deep inside her. She was positively ravenous. She did away with pickin up her usual salad and picked a burger and fries instead.
“Are you sure you want to eat that?”
Her cheerleading friends watched her scarf down the burger with concern.
“It’s no problem, it’s important for us to treat ourselves once in a while.” Zoe explained, taking ranch and using it as dip for her fries.
In the classroom where Tabitha was eating her lunch alone she did her best to hide her absolute giddiness. She was eating a pumpkin pie slice and was savoring every bite. It felt good being able to eat like a pig without any consequences. All her favorite food to eat and nothing to gain, if anything this should help with the weight loss her mother went on and on about.
“The weight will just go on her, including everything that comes with it.”
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Three Days Later
Zoe moaned in bed, she’d been having stomach cramps all week. She had no idea where they came from. When she told her friends they all suggested she might be preggers. It was an absurd idea, for one she was admittedly still a virgin.
While snuggled up under her covers Zoe suddenly let out a powerful tremendous fart.
“What the hell!” She called out, unable to believe she could pass gas like that. She got out of her bed and freaked out.
The buttons on her pink PJs were straining to hold in her belly while the back of her bottoms failed to cover her butt crack. She rushed over to her bedroom mirror and screamed. She threw her round fingers to her fuller cheeks and started to cry.
“Oh God, what’s going on!”
Zoe fretted when she looked through her closet, all her clothes were now far too small. Thinking of what to do she snuck to the attic and found the box containing her mom’s “fat clothes” from years ago. She put on a sweat suit and to her shock it fit her perfectly. The drab grey thing would have to do before she could use her credit card on a whole new wardrobe.
Meanwhile Tabitha was having her fourth plate of buttery pancakes. She took big bites of the moist warm cakes. While she chewed Tabitha squeezed the syrup bottle vigorously, flooding the plate with nearly a full layer of maple syrup. Oh she was being such a little pig. However, unlike other times she indulged in gluttony she wasn’t going to put on a single pound. If anything thanks to this spell she had actually lost weight, her chubby figure becoming smaller and her flab receding.
Lighting a cigarette at the table she took a drag and giggled. Oh she was having a blast cursing her tormentor, and it was only just beginning.
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Zoe immediately tried to diet and put effort into it, but she couldn’t stop packing on the pounds. She gained 12 pounds a week, something that puzzled her. She limited her calories, she waddled her humiliating fat ass around town, cut out carbs, she did every dieting technique could think of, but still she grew fatter.
It didn’t take long for her to reach 200 pounds in a month.
Her muscles had seemingly wasted away and her arms and legs swelled with blubber. She couldn’t do any of the exercises, jumping up and down made her feet sore and her blubber shook and got in her way. She became uncoordinated, unable to even do a cartwheel. Her gas problem caused problems of its own. When she tried to stretch big gusts of gas would expel from her loose flabby backside.
Tabitha watched from the background while eating a candy bar, now 17 pounds lighter. It delighted her seeing Zoe’s transformation. Tabitha was cruel to her body, feeding it absolute junk from candy to deep fried fast food. The witch was a natural glutton and her gluttony was being worn on Zoe’s body.
As she watched Zoe slowly plod through the hallway after she was kicked off the cheerleading team she heard Zoe’s heavy wheezing and was reminded she had to buy another pack of cigarettes today.
It wasn’t just calories Zoe was taking, it was the effects of all of Tabitha’s vices. Out of nowhere Zoe began hacking and coughing, like she was gasping for air. Zoe couldn’t stop smiling at the result that smoking her lungs like it was at a BBQ was having on her enemy. It was cruel and unusual punishment, but Zoe deserved it, Tabitha nodded her head in certainty. She was using her powers for good, she reasoned.
Of course, all of that was bullshit.
Revenge is just a dish best served cold.
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“According to your blood tests you have high cholesterol and you are now prediabetic. You also have high blood pressure and your lungs sound awful. Do you smoke? If so you need to stop smoking and you need to start eating better. ”
“B-but doctor!”
What could Zoe say? What could she possibly even say to defend herself? Despite swearing up and down how hard she stuck to her diet no one believed her. Who would? She weighed 408 pounds of sloshy lard. Her belly was covered in bright red stretch marks that collected around her belly button, they ran vertically up her bloated navel like tiger stripes. Her general appearance was tired and haggard, with dark circles under her eyes. At this point she had resorted to wearing all of her mom’s old fat clothes; they fit her perfectly, but they were horrendously out of date since they were from the 90’s.
Today it was a sweltering eighty nine degrees outside and Zoe was wearing one of her mother’s baggiest muumuus. The navy blue dress was horrible, something only a grandma would wear; but looking at her now it was clear Zoe had a grandma body with how all her fat sagged and the cellulite she had grown on the back of her legs and ass.
She slowly waddled to her car, the sun making her sweat buckets. She felt moistness under her arms and frowned, the deodorant she had put on was supposed to be for athletes like she used to be. What also wasn’t working was the baby powder between her thunder thighs, they were supposed to help with the chafing but her thighs continued to rub together.
She got in her car, her belly honking the horn before she was settled. Even with the car seat pushed back her belly still pushed on the horn when she got in.
“What is happening to me!”
Zoe called out in the car. The doctor was no help, her mother thought she was crazy, what was she going to do? She was morbidly obese with major healh problems.
Meanwhile at a fast food restaurant Tabitha bit into a juicy cheeseburger.
Seated outside in the sun she wore a pretty white sundress, she had never been this skinny in her 19 years.
She took another cigarette out of her third pack of the day and lit up.
“This is the life,” Tabitha moaned while blowing out smoke.
Inside her car Zoe started hacking and coughing and felt she couldn’t breath. She reached into a cup holder that held her inhaler and brought it to her lips, taking a deep puff.
Zoe sighed, her doctor thought she was a smoker, but Zoe had never smoked a cigarette in her life! The doctor said she was on the road to emphysema!
It was shocking, just too shocking.
While she drove tears started to roll down her fleshy cheeks and into her massive double chin.
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Zoe grunted while she was on the toilet, muumuu hiked up so she could pee and poop. Her diabetes had made her insatiably hungry and thirsty and she was constantly going to the restroom. Right now she was supposed to be in class but Zoe had much more on her plate.
“Hummmmph!”
Zoe grunted as brown waste plopped from her enormous rear like big rocks dumping into a lake. She understood why she was pissing all the time, it was her diabetes, but she couldn’t explain why she felt the need to dump constantly. She was following the diet the nutritionist put her on, like usual she was doing everything right, but somehow she still shat like she had been eating all day.
Finally sighed and used the handicap bars to get her fat ass off the seat. She wiped and flushed, pulling her muumuu down over her fat ass.
It was lunchtime and her belly told her it was time to eat. After picking up her veggie tray she wobbled her way to her seat, trying to ignore all the stares and snickers a long the way.
Tabitha was at her own seat and reading over the page again, Zoe’s hair still taped in. “I wonder if there’s anything else I can mess that porker with.”
Just as she said that Zoe scooted past her and her well padded hip knocked over a coke over the book.
Tabitha thundered out of her seat, yelling out “YOU FAT IDIOT!”
The beaten down and timid Zoe started to cry and hyperventilate, her blood pressure spiking.
“DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU’VE DONE!”
Tabitha turned back to the book and touched the page, only for it to disintegrate under the bubbling soda.
Tabitha clutched her heart and started to breath heavily. Before the entire campus’s eyes Zoe’s figure started to deflate while Tabitha’s inflated.
The crops of acne on Zoe’s face disappeared and left nothing but perfect clear skin while Tabitha felt all the pimples start to form all over her face, bringing her hands to her face she felt the bumps rising.
Zoe’s giant glob of belly fat shrunk and shrunk and her skin receded with it. Tabitha’s belly blew up like someone was blowing it like a balloon. The button on her skirt popped off and it came apart, showing panties that were digging into her fat. Seams ripped all along her fashionable jacket and puffy fat poked out from the openings.
Suddenly she let out an ominously wet *Prrrrrffffttt* and before she could react to that hot shit escaped her butt and plopped down to the ground with a gross *Splatt* sound.
Zoe was dumb founded as she returned to her former appearance, looking lost in the muummuu in she was wearing, her granny panties slid down her stick thin legs. She watched then as Tabitha began to hack and cough and wheeze, she put one fat round han on the table to sturdy herself. It was clear all the health issues Zoe had developed were now going to Tabitha, warts and all.
Tabitha’s clothes continued to rip all over and Zoe exclaimed, “You! You did this to me didn’t you!”
Tabitha could barely breathe, her chest was pounding so hard. She was now fatter than she ever had been.
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Zoe went to the doctor again, who was astonished and still didn’t have an explanation for her impossible return to peak health.
Zoe learned a lesson from those days as a massive fat outcast, she became noticably nicer to everyone around her.
Tabitha however was not so lucky.
She was stuck at home, immobilized by her massive size. Her wide body filled her bed up to capacity, her fat hung off on all edges. She had a breathing tube and sweated and pooped all the time. Her right leg was missing thanks to her diabetes.
Tabitha’s mother was furious when she went to the college to pick her up that day.
She told her she would never use magic again and that she wasn’t going to use magic to turn her back. She would just have to wallow in her mistakes like the pig she was.
Tabitha suddenly shit the bed and called out for her mother.
