chapter 6

"Mia, welcome. Here at Cat and Mouse Bootcamp, we believe fitness starts with hard work and diet, yes, but also acceptance of your problem. Do you accept your weight problem, Mia?" the instructor asked, her sharp tone sounding harsh. Her name was Kara, and she was toned and muscular wearing shorts and a sports bra to show off her eight-pack.
"Yes ma'am," Mia whimpered. Her mother had just dropped her off after signing a few papers, and had even turned down the tour offer. She knew nothing about the program that they ran, only that they had a coupon in her morning newspaper for a six-month boarding.
"Good. You're a fat little porker, aren't you, Mia?" Kara sneered, flipping her blonde ponytail over her shoulder.
"I-"
"Say yes. Say, 'yes, Kara, I'm a fat little porker'. Say it!" Kara snapped.
"No, I-"
"Wrong answer, tubbs. Ten situps, right now, let's go!"
Mia laid down, her belly spilling out under her shirt. She couldn't even do one situp, her muscles had been out of use for so long. Tears came to her eyes as she struggled, and it began to set in how big she'd really gotten.
"What's wrong, fatty? You can't even do one situp? That's hilarious. Guess we have to send you to our specialist. Get up, we're gonna see just how greedy you are."
Mia struggled to get up, and then followed Kara to a small building, her chubby face red and dripping with sweat.
"Sit your big bum down in this chair and wait for him to come get you. Good luck, fatty," Kara smirked, giving Mia's belly a couple of rough slaps. She left Mia alone, ponytail swinging.
"Who's this round little piggy they brought me?" came a voice. Mia's head snapped up and she saw a young man, probably mid-twenties, with dark hair and piercing green eyes that made her insides flutter.
"My name is Mia," she replied, heart racing.
"Well, well, well. Mia. You definitely need my help, don't you, darling? That blubbery gut is just too much for you to keep track of on your own, is it? My name is Chris, and Kara only sends me the fatties that she thinks are a lost cause. Too fat for her to deal with. But you.. You are the roundest little girl I've seen in a while. And I run a fat camp, remember? Let's see your tummy, lift that shirt up for me."
Mia did as he asked, her belly spilling out onto her lap.
"Oh, look at this belly," he murmured, caressing the rolls of fat, "What a gluttonous little piggy you are. So round and overfed. And this button! So deep and soft."
"Oh.." Mia gasped as he stuck his thumb deep into her bellybutton and wiggled it, making her gut shake. He kept his thumb there, then grabbed a handful of her underbelly, squeezing the blubber as though it was a handle.
"We'll start with a diet," Chris announced, "and then we'll see what happens to you."

*************
hope you guys are enjoying it! Suggestions are welcome :)