Female Inflation

“You look great, Kerry, don’t be so hard on yours,” I tell my friend Kerry who is eight months pregnant.

“I’m a fucking cow! That’s why he ignores me. All he sees is how I used to be thin and I blew up into this,” Kerry says wiping tears that are running her makeup.

Vaughan stood in front of the ornate mirror and smiled mischievously to herself, stifling a giggle. A cute waistcoat, a blouse, a pencil skirt and she was transformed from platinum blonde hipster to deferential waitress. She had dyed her hair black to match and rounded the outfit off with a bow-tie. This get-up made her look so sweet and subservient, how could she possibly arouse suspicion? She smiled again, a touch of menace in the smile betraying her malevolent intentions, but only to her reflection.

"Very good! that was an excellent rehearsal, class! be sure to shine your Instruments tonight, the parade is only tomorrow!" said Band teacher, she was old, but sweet. she walked slowly to Becky, a svelte girl with Black hair and blue eyes who played the drums for the school band. "Becky!" said the band teacher in a bit of a harsh voice "You need to practice a bit more before tomorrows parade! i don't want a bad drummer tomorrow" Becky nodded and replied "I will do my best, Ma'am" she then put on her tall band hat, her red and blue Band jacket, that matched her bottoms and buttoned it up.

It was just another peaceful day in the city. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, children ran and played in the parks. The machinery of civilization ground onwards. But all was not as peaceful as it seemed. Somewhere in midtown, trouble was brewing, and a fateful encounter was about to take place between two rather unique individuals…