Chapter 2 - Prologue Part 2

With a trembling hand and wobbling double chin, the customer did as she was told, reluctantly signed her name, Scarlett, and accepted her fate. Mathilde looked down at the receipt and took special note of the name so that she could replay this encounter in her mind over and over again.

“Thanks Scarlett! Enjoy your life of extreme morbid obesity! And have a great day.”

Scarlett was at a loss for words and, with great effort, began the process of turning herself around and waddling away. It was a slow ponderous waddle made slower by the memories of how quickly and easily she used to move.

Extreme. Morbid. Obesity. That was her life now. After all these years of making fun of fat girls, she was now the fattest one she had ever known. She wanted to scream, to cry, to eat.

Mostly she wanted to eat.

And that hunger, that inescapable desire to feed, to feast, meant that Scarlett knew there was no going back. She was never going to be thin again. Hell, she was never going to be normal fat again. She would be lucky if she didn’t end up needing a scooter. And… to be honest…. A scooter right now wouldn’t have been the worst of ideas. But Scarlett shook that idea off. She couldn’t accept such a notion. Not yet at least.

“God,” she thought. Life was going to be hard.

She got a sense of just how hard life was going to be when two new women walked into the store just as she was leaving and bumped into her.

“Watch where you’re going, lard ass!”

“Yeah, wide load! Be more careful, you sack of fat.”

The two women were both gorgeous, slim and tall. The only weight they carried on them was the weight of their privilege. They were everything Scarlett used to be.

“Look at her, Liv! This land whale is dressed as a cowgirl for Halloween,” laughed the woman with raven hair and cruel brown eyes.

“Nice one, Kat. Moo for us, you cow. Mooooo! MOOOOOOOO!” sneered the slightly shorter one with blonde hair and icy blue eyes.

Scarlett would never forget their eyes, never forget them as the first people of many in her new life to look at her with derision, to talk down to and humiliate her. This is what it was like. This was life on the other side. This was what she had done to so many.

This is what she deserved.

Her self-deprecating daydream was cut off by the feeling and sound of her fat belly being slapped! She looked down to see the raven haired girl, Kat, was squeezing her overhanging gut. It was a loud signal to say that her tormentors were nowhere near done with her.

“I mean- just look at this gut! How do you even walk with this spare tire swinging around!”

“I bet it knocks into everything. You make quite a mess don’t you, Piggy,” snorted the woman Scarlett had heard referred to as Liv. She was practically doubled over in laughter as Kat continued to poke and prod Scarlett.

“You’re so soft, Bubble Butt.”

“Oh please, Kat. Bubble Butt doesn’t suit this cow. We’ve got cute little bubble butts. She’s a big bloated mess. She’s packing two lumpy bags of garbage behind her. She’s a bunch of overstuffed pillows!”

“You’re right, Liv. She’s Blubber Butt!”

“Jabba the Hutt with a big fat blubber butt!”

“She’s pathetic.”

“A weakling.”

“A loser!”

“A big FAT loser! I bet she’s going to go home and stuff her fat face now. Aren’t you, Piggy?” Liv now joined Kat in shaking Scarlet’s massive tummy.

“I bet you, that’s what she’s going to do right now, Liv. Isn’t that right, big girl? You got a big feast lined up for yourself?”

Scarlett hung her head, mostly because of the shame and humiliation she felt right now but also because she knew that she was now desperate to get home and stuff her face until she forgot about all of this.

“I’m sure that’s all she does, Kat. She goes home to her pigsty and wallows in her pathetic mess, stuffing her face all day long. That’s how you get like this.”

“Yeah, you lazy cow. You just lounge about stuffing yourself. And you’re going to keep it up until you’ve got a permanent spot on your couch.”

“Too fat to move.”

“Pathetic.”

“PATHETIC !”

“Hey, maybe you can get on one of those extreme reality shows with your extreme fatness. That’s at least something,” chuckled Kat as she playfully pawed at Scarlett’s wobbly arm fat.

Liv traced her finger along Scarlett’s double chin before giving one of her chubby cheeks a condescending pinch.

“Well, it’s been fun meeting you, you hog. But we’ve got better things to do.”

Kat gave Scarlett’s fat ass a hard smack. Scarlett was caught off guard by the suddenness of the spanking and then immediately sad at the realization of how much her well padded fat had cushioned the sting of the blow.

At the lack of reaction, Kat spanked Scarlett again to make sure she had her attention.

“Yup! You’ve got a gluttonous gut to feed, and we’ve got sexy Halloween costumes to buy.”

Both Kat and Liv gave Scarlett another spank, each hand finding purchase on its own broad cheek, and then taunted her in unison as they sauntered past.

“Bye, loser!”

Scarlett glanced back at her tormentors as they made their way to Mathilde at the checkout counter. As she walked through the doors, despite everything she had been through, she still couldn’t help but smile at one simple thought.

They would be getting what they deserved too.