"Fat Trimmings" Volume 28

Hey everyone,

Sorry for the lateness. To be honest, some stuff came up and I ended up not in a great headspace which was no conducive to writing. However, here is the new volume of "Fat Trimmings". Only two stories here, but they're both over 1,200 words.

Next week I have a lot more time, and I'm hoping the rest will lead to me being extra productive.

For now...

Enjoy!

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“Tit for Tat Makes You Fat”

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Cindy and Mindy were two annoying skinny friends. They had been two annoying skinny friends since they were children. At first it was cute because children are adorable, especially when precocious. And Cindy and Mindy did the initially adorable thing of bonding over the fact that their names sounded so similar. And then that kind of cuteness wears off pretty easily, especially when that cuteness becomes vanity and arrogance.

Throughout high school and college, Ciindy and Mindy were the ultimate mean girls, they loved to make fun of others and flaunt their own successes. This is why, even out of college, they still spent so much time at the mall. They loved to strut their stuff at the mall while people watching and making fun of many of the people that they saw walking by. Cindy and Mindy frequently gossiped about their friends and others and even enjoy occasionally throwing some barbs at each other. They couldn’t help it. Years of vanity and privilege and made them rather capricious and catty, even toward each other.

“Ugg. Look at that cow, waddling about,” Cindy crowed as she pointed to a random fat woman that she saw. She made sure her voice was loud enough for the fat woman to hear her disdain.

“Waddling in the mall is probably her only exercise,” laughed Mindy as she shot a disgusted judgemental glare at the woman.

“Yes, from the plus sized store to the food court!”

“With lots of stops in between. No doubt she’s constantly winded.”

“Disgusting.”

“Grotesque.”

“To get that fat.”

“How horrifying.”

Cindy and Mindy stopped to admire their reflections in a the windows of an antique shop that they had never realized existed in the mall before- and that seemed rather out of place if they really thought about it. But they didn’t but too much thought into it because they were too caught up in their reflections. If they had stopped to think about anything other than their own beauty they would have also noticed that it was odd to see their reflections so clearly in a glass window. It was like the glass they were looking at became less translucent and far more reflective, morphing into a mirror before them, and then, just like that, they were done admiring themselves, and the glass was completely translucent again.

The two scoffed at the dusty contents of the store and strut off to find more people to make fun of.

They failed to see how their reflections seemed to twist and follow, slipping into their shadows.

As Cindy and Mindy walked past a clothing boutique they’d never seen before called Katrina’s Closet, they watched a fat woman come waddling out of it. She was a wobbling, waddling mass of fat in an outfit that was nowhere close to fitting her. She was wearing a crop top and daisy duke shorts that were split open with no button to be seen so that her gelatinous gut was uncontained. It was a humorous sight to see this great big cow of a woman squeezed into clothes clearly sized for people like Cindy and Mindy. She had huge tree trunk thighs covered in cellulite and completely exposed by her shorts. 

While watching this whale waddle away, Cindy couldn’t help but play a little joke on Mindy.

“Ya know, you better be careful, Mindy. You’re stomach’s looking a little pudgy. Keep it up and you’ll be bursting buttons just like that cow from the clothing store.”

Mindy just laughed it off and decided to snipe back at Cindy in turn.

“Sure, Cindy. Whatever you say, but take your own advice and hit the gym cause your thighs are looking thick.”

“I’m curvy.”

“Yeah. If those curves were made of fat.”

“Sure thing, chubs.”

The two catty girls left it off, unaware that Mindy’s abs had disappeared and had turned into a pudgy little started belly that pressed against the button of her pants. And Cindy’s athletic thighs softened and expanded. With each step she took, her new softer thighs shook.

Suddenly, Cindy’s still flat stomach began to grumble.

“Let’s head to the food court. I’m hungry.”

“Of course, you’re hungry you little piglet,” snarked Mindy.

Said snarking lost a bit of its sting as Mindy’s own stomach began to growl.

“You should talk, tubs. I can hear that pudgy belly of yours begging to be stuffed.”

“Shut up, and let’s just get some food.”

The two made their way to the food court where they each got themselves some pizza.

“Do you really need a second slice, Mindy? All that grease is going to go right to your gut.”

“And you really need two orders of garlic knots, Cindy? All those carbs are going to turn to flab. They’re going to be murder on your ass and thighs.”

They thought about sitting down and eating, but instead found themselves compelled to head over to pick up dessert as well. By now, Mindy had grown a full blown muffin top, and the rest of her had softened to compliment it. While Cindy's stomach had also gone slack with fat, most of her blubber had settled down below, blowing up her thighs and giving her bubble butt some extra junk to make it sag even as it stretched the backside of her pants to its fullest extent. The two chubby girls picked out desserts to follow their pizza feast, and of course they couldn’t help but snipe at each other about it.

“I don’t think you should be eating that brownie, Mindy. You know what they say, a moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips.”

“Stuff it, fat ass. I see you with those cupcakes you definitely don’t need. Keep snacking on sugar like you do, and you’re going to be waddling real soon.”

“You pig.”

“You cow.”

The two paid for their junkfood and sat down in a huff, the chairs groaning as they did so, and then they began to stuff their faces, tearing into their food with reckless abandon. They were truly getting heavy at this point, with every part of them growing fatter. Of course, Mindy still carried most of her weight around the middle with a massive gut, and Cindy had chunky thighs and ass cheeks that were well cushioned.

“Wow, Mindy. You’re really packing it in, no wonder you’re packing on the pounds.”

Mindy’s gut stretched out and sagged further across her fat lap.

“You’re one to talk. They way you’re stuffing your cheeks, it's no wonder your ass cheeks have gotten so huge.”

Cindy rose in her seat, not because she was getting up but because her already fat ass cheeks were inflating further. They grew in size as she continued to stuff her face.

And so the two women continued to eat and taunt each other until they were left with empty plates and big flabby obese bodies. They were fat pigs with big blubbery bellies, fat faces with doughy double chins and thighs that forced them both to waddle about. And neither was able to go very far without having to stop to catch their labored breaths. Cindy’s thighs were especially tree trunk like, and her ass had its own gravitational pull. Mindy’s massive body was dominated by her globular gut, a quivering mass of greedy fat. With their own cruel words, they had turned themselves into exactly the kind of people they loved to make fun of.

And there was no going back.

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“Camp Thick Burger”

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Brad and Marlene were made to be fat camp counselors. They were absolute stereotypes, the bright and bubbly fitness fanatics who were not so secretly incredibly vain and disdainful toward their clients. They were two incredibly fit individuals who prided themselves in their lean but muscular bodies. They were tanned and toned and felt absolutely invincible.

And they hated fat people. They thought fat people were greedy and lazy and generally disgusting. They were certain that they were better than anyone else, and they were doubly certain that they were better than any fat person. While some people like them may have chosen to avoid fat people, Brad and Marlene actually found that they had their most fun when they could spend their time making fun of fat people. 

So they became personal trainers.

They loved it. It gave them card blanche to have fatties that they loved to humiliate pay to humiliate them. It was a perfect situation. They could show off their fit and sexy bodies, have a lot of fun making fun of fat slobs, and get paid decent money.

And then an option came along to make a lot more money.

Brad and Marlene were hired to be some of the counselors at the new Thick Burger fat camp. They would spend their summer helping fat adults who paid to spend anywhere from one to eight weeks there to try to lose some blubber while laughing their asses off watching those fatties try to work their fatties off.

What they didn’t realize though was Thick Burger’s true motives.

Camp Thick Burger was a weight loss camp. That was true. And it was designed to be a camp where Thick Burger clients really did actually lose weight and better their health. But the reasons for the camp may have been a bit less altruistic. Camp Thick Burger came about because Thick Burger had found itself with a problem that it needed to solve, a big problem.

Thick Burger customers were getting too fat too fast. And that meant that some people might get around to filing a few lawsuits, but on a grander scale it might mean that Thick Burger would lose too many customers too fast. So Thick Burger found that there was a direct monetary benefit to keeping their customers healthier. It had started as a joke at first, and then people realized that people who were getting fat on Thick Burger might pay Thick Burger a lot of money to lose some weight and then go back to Thick Burger once they had lost the weight. Then they would gain weight again and need to pay to go back to camp. It was a perfect cycle.

And then somebody had an even better idea to go along with it. What if Camp Thick Burger wasn’t just the kind of place where current clients could lose weight to continue being clients, what if the fat farm was a place to farm new clients? And who would those be primarily? The answer was simple. While the campers would be fed primarily on Thick Burger’s healthier options, the counselors would be given access to the full Thick Burger menu.

A bunch of fit people would be spending their summer getting addicted to Thick Burger. Surely, they would be giving back their paychecks once summer is done and they couldn’t get enough of the delicious, and fattening, Thick Burger fare. And then, with any luck, those same fit counselors would eat so much Thick Burger that they would find themselves so desperate to regain their fitter bodies that they would pay to become Camp Thick Burger far campers.

This is the fate that awaited Brad and Marlene even though they didn’t realize it.

The beginning of camp went exactly as Brad and Marlene planned. They worked their fatties to the bone, making fun of them the entire time and enjoying watching their struggle. They were quick to show off their own bodies and rub their fitness in their campers faces.

Then they found out just how delicious Thick Burger is. The counselor commissary had all of the options available to them, and while they started out trying to stick to just the healthier options, the fact that the food was always there and always free meant that it was inevitable that they would give in, and the first time they had an actual burger made them hooked. They figured they could have as many of those as they wanted as long as they topped them with healthy things like tomatoes and lettuce and especially avocado because that’s the good kind of fat.

Big Thick Burger lunches and dinners meant that Brad and Marlene were often too full for private gym time, and when they worked out their campers, they found that they could do plenty by just telling their clients what to do instead of showing them.

So their campers ended up losing weight while they ended up gaining it.

Lots of the Camp Thick Burger counselors gained weight, according to plan, but Brad and Marlene were something else. Nobody could have predicted how much their appetites would have increased and how much their metabolisms would collapse. Their weights ballooned as the summer went by. Their muscles deflated and then inflated with fat.

Brad became a real blubber boy, with a big belly that hung over the waistband of his shorts and rolled out from under his shirts. He grew fat, weak arms, and big sagging man boobs. All the pounds that piled on made his shoulders look smaller, and as his but and thighs grew filled with fat as well, he soon looked like the kind of fat weakling he used to shove against the lockers back in his school days. He had transformed himself in just one summer from a chiseled jock to a lumbering fatty. And Marlene was right by his side.

Marlene had been a model quality beauty, and by the end she was past just plus sized and instead found her fat piling up in saggy and unflattering ways. The burgers gave her quite the belly. She developed a great big greedy gut that shook at the slightest steps and massive thunder thighs that rubbed together and forced the woman who formerly loved to run to waddle everywhere instead. Her perfect perky butt became a blubbery mess that wobbled as she waddled.

By the end of their 16 week contract, Brad and Marlena were fatter than many of the campers that they were supervising while they were supersizing. Those campers who had spent most of the season there were thrilled to see the haughty counselors reduced to obese, junk food addicted, slobs. They were winded by simple walks at this point and had truly put on an astounding amount of weight in such a period of time.

It was the kind of results that Thick Burger executives took note on to try and employ with more of the next season’s counselors. While all of the counselors had put on significant weight, were no longer what anyone would consider slim and fit, Brad and Marlene had really taken the cake. (They were big fans of Thick Burgers’ plentiful new dessert options- something else Thick Burger was piloting at the camp.) And while the other counselors were well on their way to Thick Burger addiction and a trip back as potential campers, Brad and Marlena were already there.

In the end, the two were humiliated once they realized that the fatties they used to make fun of could now run circles around them, quite literally. Their big butts were the butt of many jokes, and life didn’t get easier once they left the camp and had to deal with their vain friends and families. The world decided to pay them back in kind for all the cruel comments they had paid to others.

Brad and Marlena looked at each other with disgust and the realization that they had nowhere else to go, so they stuck with each other which was definitely not conducive to getting back on track with a proper diet. After their contract was up, they couldn’t find any new jobs as personal trainers because they had let themselves go so much. And they soon found themselves burning through the money they had made at camp, especially since their food budgets had so noticeably increased. 

Luckily Thick Burger was there for them once again.

This time Brad and Marlena had to settle for humiliating fast food jobs where they were essentially servants to the kind of people they used to humiliate, the kind of people they now were. And when they weren’t serving fatties, they felt the constant sting of degradation from Thick Burger’s thinner customers, especially the ones who had known them when they were vain and slim and sexy.

Of course, most Thick Burger customers don’t stay thin forever.

And neither do their employees.

It was obvious to even Brad and Marlena that they were doomed to gain more weight working at Thick Burger, so it was no surprise that they ate themselves further into obesity. But hey, Thick Burger’s health insurance was pretty decent, and it even gave them an opportunity to lose weight.

They’d just have to swallow their pride and go back to camp.