chapter 2

Samantha was slow a deliberate in her approach to revenge. Almost disconcerning to her was the gusto which Helga showed in helping achieve her plans. "She'll get what she deserves", thought Sam, although she did actually like the accompaniment of her fellow "co-conspirator".

First they started small by replacing skim milk with, cream, then half and half. Within a few weeks Vance's light coffees had gone from about 50 calories, to 350 calories, loaded with heavy cream and tons of real sugar in every cup.

Next, Samantha slowly had her unbeknownst father and owner of the firm, start to make some personnel shifts. Vance argued at first, but after looking at the female staff she'd replaced them with, he didn't say much. Every woman was a knockout. They were all tall, fit, buxom and most of them were blondes. Yes the majority of them owed their blondness to various dying techniques, but Vance didn't care. He was in heaven, while Helga now had more competition.

Vance was so enamored with the new female staff, that he failed to notice that all of his male coworkers were likewise replaced with overweight and obese counterparts.

No longer could he carry out conversations about the gym. No, for some strange reason, food and restaurants were all these new employees talked about, even the fit and hot women.

Vance and Helga still made out in their office but Vance grew frustrated that none of the new "hotties" paid him any attention. All they did was flirt and even gloat over the fattest men in the office.

Vance started hanging out with the office crew more and more to get good looks at these fine young women. Every outing was a virtual smorgasbord of food and alcohol. Except for Helga, he was virtually ignored by the other women, who fondled, fed, and even publically made out with their grossly obese male counterparts.

One day after work, at one of their practical restaurant orgies, Vance said to Helga, "I cant understand it, why would those young and hot", Helga jabbed him in his ribs. "Well they are hot. Not as hot as you" he added before continuing, "But what do they see in all of those fat asses?", he said in a hushed tone as not to alert their company.

Helga was silent. She knew this was the moment she and Sam had worked so hard to get to. She paused and then said matter of factly, "Most of us women prefer a man with, well some real meat on their bones".

Vance was taken back. Did Helga too find these men attractive? His enebreated mind asked itself, "Does she want them more than me?"

"Look", said Helga, "I bet your own wife prefers you chubby.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"When you got married, you weren't this fit. You were quite chubby if your wedding photos are telling the story".

"Okay, so? What's your point?"

"Nothing silly" said Helga as she spooned some mash potatoes from her plate and into his mouth. Vance was about to protest when he felt Helga's hand slip over his crotch.

"Mmmmmmmmmm", he moaned before another spoon full of mash potatoes was pushed into his groaning mouth.