chapter 21- beneath the beauty (p4)

Kate would have liked the walk back home to have been a quiet one, but Mia wasn’t shutting up. She seemed to have an endless number of gibes, barbs, and taunts to throw her way. What made things worse was that Kate had little she could think to say in her defense. Her mind was quickly becoming worried over the idea of having to step on the scale in front of such a relentless brat.

It was a feeling of dread, akin to what Kate felt before a regular visit to her doctor. Stepping on the scale at the doctor’s office always felt daunting, especially since her doctor always moved the slider on the beam towards the upper numbers until, he struck the perfect balancing act so the beam didn’t tip towards one side or the other. Kate hated how the medieval practice seemed to take an eternity. The anticipation was the worst part, and that was exactly what she was feeling right now. Dreadful anticipation.

Soon Mia wouldn’t just know she’d out witted her in their fattening game of brinksmanship. She’d be able to quantify precisely how much weight she’d caused Kate to gain. Knowledge is power, and that knowledge seemed very powerful to Kate. Mia would hold it against her forever and there was nothing she could say or do to change the fact that her weight had shamefully exploded in every direction.

Seeing their house in the distance, Kate took solace in the fact that the scale they kept in their downstairs bathroom wasn’t like the ones Kate hated at the doctor’s office. It was a simple electronic scale. One Kate had brought with her from home. It might not have been as accurate as those medical scales from her doctor’s office, but it was quick and easy. Once you stood on it, it would tell you your weight. No painfully long waits necessary for use.

Such a thought should have comforted Kate, but she still couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being led to the gallows. She knew the number Mia would see wouldn’t be friendly. It wouldn’t be kind. It, like Mia, was going to do its best to break her. The higher the number, the greater the damage would be to her ego and her social viability on campus.

To say Kate was feeling a high degree of discomfort upon finally arriving at their house was an understatement. She was feeling very sensitive about disclosing her personal bodyweight to Mia. It wasn’t the same as being weighed in a well-trafficked hallway at a doctor’s office, Mia wasn’t just a random witness to her weigh in, she saw Mia practically every day. This was somebody she lived with. Ate with. Hung out with. She couldn’t avoid Mia any better than she could avoid stepping on the scale.

As the girls entered the downstairs bathroom, Mia leaned her booty against the narrow windowsill while Kate dug under the sink for the scale. Finding it and placing it in the middle of the room, Kate prayed that the cheap scale’s batteries had ran out. What a miracle that would be! Kate only hoped that…

“Hey chubs,” Mia interrupted Kate’s train of thought, as she observed her defeated rival looking ripe for more humiliation. Mia was loving every second of pensive frustration on Kate’s face, but she wanted her to suffer more. The girl looked like an overstuffed turkey. The stretchy fabric of her brown sweatpants appeared especially strained around Kate’s groin area, it was probably due to some combination of her thighs being too fat, her hips being too wide, and her keester inflating too much. Sounding bossy, Mia ordered, “before you step on, take your sweat-covered clothes off. They’ll probably add five extra pounds for me to gain.”

“Aah! I’m not getting naked in front of you!” Kate nearly gasped in exacerbation. Wasn’t it enough that Mia got to see this act of shame?? Did her lust for Kate’s humiliation know no bounds? How far would she go in trying to degrade her??

“What’s the problem? It’s not like we haven’t seen each other naked before.” Mia coyly rationalized, while her eyes ogled the round gut Kate was sporting, it made the blonde’s top ride up embarrassingly far. She looked like a fat cow with that big belly and those huge utters. Mia wondered how much they would sag when the blonde took off her sports bra. Mia couldn’t resist shaming her, “Oh! Is somebody feeling shy since she let herself go?”

“I’m not feeling shy! It’s just…” Kate protested trying to think of a worthy excuse. Unable to think of one in time, she settled for saying the first excuse that had popped into her head, “It’s just cold in here.”

“Then keep your underwear on and let me subtract a pound from whatever I have to gain.” Mia begrudgingly compromised. She’d make fun of how much the increased size of Kate’s breasts reduced their perkiness some other time. She didn’t want a mental image of Kate’s erect nipples bouncing around in her memory.

“Alright. Deal.” Kate agreed feeling that allowing Mia to gain one less pound was worth saving the last scrap of her dignity today.

In quick succession Kate took off her shoes, socks, sweatpants, and tank top, all while trying to avoid eye contact with Mia who had to be loving every second of Kate’s enlarged body on display. In an act of secret rebellion, Kate didn’t remove her extra sports bra, she hoped Mia wouldn’t notice it and furthermore, Kate hoped the extra sports bra would add something substantial to her weight since it had soaked up so much sweat over the course of the day’s events.

“Good enough?” Kate sharply asked, as Mia appeared smug, she was thinking of how Kate would have a hell of a time losing such a large spare tire and such a bad case of thunder thighs.

Voicing this superior attitude, Mia replied, “Oh yeah, by all means, step on whenever you’re ready fatso.”

Biting her lip, Kate closed her eyes, held her breath and stepped onto the scale.

Mia found Kate’s theatrics extremely satisfying. It looked like the bloated blonde was properly ashamed of the current state of her body. A smile began to form on Mia’s lips when she noticed Kate try to suck in her gut. Ha! Fat chance she could wish away a gut that big!

Opening her eyes reluctantly, Kate’s first words revealed her shocking disappointment, “Are you kidding me?!”