chapter 5 - another pornstar in purgatory

Every time Ava tried running, within a few minutes someone would run up alongside her and she would develop a horrible cramp. This happened no matter what time of day or night she went. What made matters worse was that bakery was addictive, as in literally addictive. She craved those pastries all the time and would literally go through withdrawal symptoms if she didn't go there and stuff herself every day. This combined with the pizza deliveries she never ordered and the cabinets full of junk food that she never stocked was leading to rapid weight gain. As the devil promised her, every last calorie she consumed went to new body fat.

She waited a week before weighing herself. When she did, she was up 8 pounds. She weighed herself a few days later and had gained a few more pounds. Now she was obsessively weighing herself every day and she was gaining on average a pound a day. That didn't seem natural, but then again, this was purgatory.

At the end of her first month, she had gained 30 pounds and now weighed 139. The rapid weight gain was showing. Her abs were long gone, she was getting a muffin top in her tight jeans. In fact, she could no longer button to the top of her jeans or shorts. It was obvious her weight gain was concentrated in her stomach, hips, and to a lesser extend thighs, but her breasts were growing as well. Ava was desperate to avoid stretch marks, and thus was moisturizing her skin morning and night.

The worst though was how everyone commented on her weight. The shirtless pizza delivery guy would make a snide comment about her weight every day when he dropped off another pizza. The bakery owner called her greedy every time she came in. Even on the street she could hear people talking, tormenting her with comments about how much she was gaining.

Ava had encountered no one other than perfect people with their perfect skin, perfect bodies, perfect teeth, and perfect faces. Day after day, streets full of perfect people. Never anyone she knew, just perfect people, all of them seemingly deriving joy from tormenting her.

She was in the bakery filling her tray with treats just like she was every morning. The bakery owner watching her and commenting on how "greedy" just like always. The door opened and a very obese woman walked in. This took Ava by surprise. For one, she had never seen any other customers in the bakery, and secondly, she had never seen anyone that didn't have a perfect body since she found herself in purgatory. Thus, Ava could not help but stare at her as she walked in. The bakery owner greeted her, commenting that she was "bigger than ever". She was indeed big. She was about Ava's height, but much, much heavier. Ava thought she had to be close to 280. The woman was big all over, but had a very, very large fat belly that stretched the front of her shirt. She was pretty in the face and had blonde hair. Ava estimated her to be mid 30s or so. Strangely, she looked very familiar to Ava and Ava tried to remember where she knew her from.

The woman said nothing to Ava and proceeded to fill her tray with treats while Ava watched her. She piled them on her tray as tall as she could get them and walked to the counter to pay. The baker spoke to Ava, "I think you should know each other."
Ava, "Why is that?"

The baker, "Because you have performed together. Surely you remember her?"

Ava thought, trying to remember who the woman could be. It dawned on her just as the baker spoke again.

The baker, "It's Shyla Stylez of course. See you remember don't you."

At that moment Ava remembered her. She had been there longer than Ava had, but it was her and she was really, really fat. What they had done to Shyla was what they were doing to her. Shyla didn't even turn to look at Ava, instead she just walked up to the counter, obviously just trying to get out of there with her treats. The baker smiled when she walked up the counter and said, "You know what you must do to earn these treats right?". Shyla said, "Yes", and pulled up her shirt to reveal her big, fat, hanging belly. She put her hands under it, lifted it, and let it drop on the counter with loud smack. The baker smiled and then bagged her tray full of treats.