Stuffing

“Alright birthday girl, are you ready for your surprise?” Pastry asked.

“More than I’ll ever be.” A ballerina replied. She was a ballerina-like clown woman with light blue hair that was done tightly in a bun and pulled back (otherwise her hair was big and poofy, something she was embarrassed about), freckles dotted along her face, and apparel consisting of a blue tutu with a small platter style skirt. Her body was heavily pear-shaped with large legs to further help with her ballet acts and performances. She opened her eyes to see a giant cake and a couple of cream tanks.

Alexis was an adorable and innocent 18 year old girl. She was a slim, gorgeous, and outrageously sexy teen with blue eyes and short black hair. This is the story of a tragic incident, but something that just happened to some girls like her.

On the way home from her 12th grade class, Alexis stumbled into a flyer asking for people to try a new dieting method. Being the kind of girl who loves her figure to be perfect, she immediately drove to the address and walked into the building as it said to do on the flyer.

Adam finished putting on his collared shirt, and grabbed his keys. Tonight was date night with his girlfriend Deanna, but tonight was not like any of the others. Adam had gotten paid in advance, and was finally going to fulfill his fantasy of stuffing her to her bursting point, and perhaps even further. He walked outside of the room to see his girlfriend waiting for him. She was wearing a tight black dress and matching open-toed heels. The curve of her already well-fed stomach wobbled slightly as she turned to face him. "Oh wow, you look good.