chapter 23

"Right come on you, playtime's over, follow me", Becky opened her eyes and looked at Laura, "Where are we going?", Becky asked getting up inquisitively, "Don't get too excited, bathroom." After a moment of puzzlement Becky shrugged and followed Laura into the bathroom. She found Laura facing her with the scales on the floor. "On you pop", Laura pointed commandingly at the scales, "Okay", Becky said without so much of a hint of protest, she smiled at Laura and got on the scales enthusiastically. Laura watched the numbers climb, Becky was ogling her jean clad reflection in the mirror and making poses paying no attention. "Becky hold still!", Laura said a little sternly. It was like being a parent with Becky today. Becky obliged without complaint and looked at Laura waiting for a response. 215 pounds. 10 pounds in two days? That couldn't be right, and Laura would know. She was a little confused. "Becky have you eaten today?" Laura asked, "Nope, why are you hungry, I could eat", Becky said, again with enthusiasm. "No, no, it's not that, its just that you weight 215", "Aaaand..... is thaaaat..... good?" Becky said with an encourageable smile. "Becky!", Laura blurted, expressing her frustration that Becky wasn't taking this seriously. But Becky wasn't. Becky couldn't care less about the scales, if the numbers went up or down, it didn't matter to her. "Becky you were 205 two days ago, we weighed you, don't you remember?", Becky thought for a moment, there was a hazy recollection of her stepping on scales, but that could have happened anytime, but it was good enough for her. "Huh, oh well", Becky said indifferently and jumped off the scales. She walked out the bathroom swaying her hips with her arms in the air in her new skin tight cladding. "Becky!", Laura called with a little more frustration this time, and followed her out of the bathroom. Becky was pulling over the top she would be wearing tomorrow to go and see Tom. "Waddaya think?", Becky beamed. She stood in front of Laura smiling and carefree, looking at random objects around the room. For the first time in weeks, Laura noted how lovely Becky looked dressed in normal clothes and not just seeing her in uniform, then noted that Becky spent a lot of time in her underwear. But seeing her clothed again and looking so effortlessly lovely brought back some semblance of normality. The combination of the skintight jeans and loosely fitting pullover looked great, and more importantly, hid Becky's bulges well. Laura forgot about the scales and smiled. "Becky, you look gorgeous". She really did.