Miss Fuller 29 by JoleneDubois on DeviantArt (original) (raw)

Now back at Mr. Principal’s house, feeling the excruciating snugness of her high waisted green pants as she sat on his sofa, she worried that she had fallen into bad habits and let her weight get completely out of control. She envisioned history repeating itself, and she had a sudden urge of panic to do something about it before she got any bigger.

The next day tried on her workout shorts, and to her horror she couldn’t get them over her butt and actually ended up tearing them at the hips. Kicking herself for getting so beyond out of shape, she drove to Target and bought a pair of pink shorts, shockingly in a size double XL, and even those were tight. She was so dejected that she hit Chic-Fil-A on the way home and plopped on the couch and stayed there for the rest of the day, getting up only to go to the door and grab Dominos pizza later in the evening.

On Sunday morning he forced herself to the gym and begrudgingly trudged back on the treadmill, feeling totally stuffed in her outfit and overly exposed to all the jocks staring at her ass. She tried to jog but found that she couldn’t. She quickly hit the button and slowed to a walk, but even that seemed to leave her gasping for breath.