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Heavy Sleep
Kelsey rolled to her side, then to the opposite side, then flat on her back. She let out a frustrated sigh as she lay in her bed staring up at the shadows cast from the blinds onto the ceiling. Her small, lithe figure sprawled out on the mattress; the duvet tangled within her thin limbs. Once again she could not get her mind to calm down so that she could fall asleep. It had started with an uptick in her workload. More stress on top of her daily chores and routine had caused her mind to start to race whenever she sat still for more than a few minutes. She couldn’t help, but think about what else needed to be done. Finish the report for the submission, try to get to the gym, do a load of laundry, make dinner, pack her lunch, clean the dishes. The list went on and on and all she could think about was how she was falling behind. It became a constant game of catch up. Work late to finish the report, skip the workout to pick up dinner, do the laundry so that she could have
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Let Yourself Go Further - COMM (SSBBW, WG)
Luna was having more trouble adjusting to life here than she’d expected when she’d first moved East to help her cousin out. She’d visited her Aunt here as a kid, but things had changed comically, and that change stemmed from one place: her new employer. Hippo Dome was a bustling fast food joint, smelling of grease and sweat at all times. Wheezing patrons and workers waddled languidly, handling piles of greasy fast food, shining with calories. The Roman theme leaned into the hedonism of fast food more than Luna imagined possible. But this was the only place Luna’s cousin could pull on connections. Her blue hair and nose piercing made Luna nervous about interviews, so an expedited process excited her. Until she got there, and that blue hair was bogged down with airborne grease, that was. “Can I pull you aside?” Shift supervisor Jenny was a tall Asian woman, whose rotund gut was so disproportionately large that Luna had been convinced she was pregnant. Who’d suspect that beach ball
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Lifting Weight at the Gym
(This story was inspired by a thread by a friend and twitter user @ waffleghoul) It was just another 11 am gym workout for Crystal though she was at a new gym today. Crystal was a gym rat and weight lifter in her spare time. She was gifted with a naturally beautiful physique. Twenty two years old with a tan body with tons of lean muscle and a six pack you could see as she worked out in her crop top. She was 5'9 and only 130lbs with most of the weight being her muscles. She was born into the perfect life she thought. Born rich and never needing to work in her life. She got everything handed to her and she loved to show it off. That leads us to our current situation. Crystal just entered the gym and noticed your usual affair of people nothing out of the ordinary. When she walked in she got plenty of stares from those impressed with her physique and body. She decided she would show off by lifting some weights. As she did it was so easy for her and was getting people's attention. Unfortunately for her she didn't pay attention to her stomach which had completely lost it's six pack and had softened out. Crystal now 128 pounds since fat weighs less than muscle decided she needed to show off even more. She loaded up even more weight and began lifting though more and more people didn't care. It made sense as Crystal had become a paler chubby body nothing special. When people saw all 246 pounds of her they just thought she was just another woman trying to lose weight. Some gave her glances due to thinking having her chubby gut hang out wearing a crop top was a bit strange but nothing more than passing glances. Crystal just had to get her audience back and started loading more weight onto her bar. She hated how people had gotten bored of her. Little by little she was becoming the attention again in the room. Hard not to be when you're a pale 434 pound fat woman with an ill fitting crop top in the gym. Some stared at amazement at her size to be in the gym, and others impressed on how much she was lifting at her size. Regardless Crystal just saw the adulation and wanted to impress her audience and put even more weight on the bar for one final set. As she was lifting now everyone was looking at her in bewilderment. How could this ghostly pale 744 pound cow of a woman be in the gym looking like that. Though at this point so many were impressed by the fact she was able to lift the bar up. After finishing her set she got a standing ovation and soaked it in while the whole gym eventually returned to normal. It's when she stood up her new reality set. Covered in sweat she was immediately embarrassed to be in the gym. She assumed this sweat was just from the walk here not like she could do anything in here. She slowly started waddling out and back home. She would eat more of her favorite fast food though it did bum her out she had to return to the restaurant tomorrow for her shift. This was the new Crystal. She was no longer the tan rich gym girl who had everything. She was now a pale shut-in who only went out to work at the local fast food joint. The only exercise she did now was shoving the most amount of food in her mouth while she watched YouTube on her phone since she couldn't afford a TV. She had officially gone from 130lbs of lean muscle to 744 pounds of blobby fat.
Featured in Groups
So here's another quick story courtesy of that writing group. While not so much a wg story, it does feature a large fighter of a woman taking out a feared killer. The theme was post apocalyptic, so I hope I was able to get that theme across. I may do more with this character in the future so stay tuned.
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