Chapter 1

Hot girl summer, all bodies are beautiful. Hot girl summer, all bodies are beautiful. Emily chanted this in her head as she unwrapped her beach towel from her bikini-clad body. She normally wore a one piece bathing suit to hide her bulging belly and the rolls of fat on her back. But she had gained weight—again—and had outgrown her bathing suit. When she went to the store to buy a new one the only one they had in stock in her size was this bikini. It was very unflattering on her, showing the world her big belly, love handles, rolls of fat, and her large thighs that wobbled when she walked. She just hoped no one said anything.

Emily was meeting a new friend at the beach today. She had met Leila last week at trivia night in the local bar and they got along swimmingly. But Leila was everything Emily was not, thin and toned, with perky breasts and no unwanted fat on her body.

Emily looked up and saw Leila strutting across the sand in a hot pink bikini. She was gorgeous, everything Emily wished she could be.

“Hey!” Emily waved at Leila, who did a double take at the sight of Emily before walking over.

“Look at you, I didn’t realize they made bikinis for girls your size,” Leila said.

Emily started, taken aback by Leila’s blunt words. “Uh, yeah, they do.”

Leila stared at Emily’s belly, curling her lip in obvious disgust. Emily went pink, a hot feeling in her chest as humiliation burned. Leila did a slow perusal of Emily’s body, staring at parts of her that had an exorbitant amount of fat. Emily squirmed in discomfort, causing the fat on her body to ripple.

“Have you tried to lose weight?” Leila asked, unrolling her towel next to Emily and sitting down, her arms propped up behind her, which thrust her perky breasts up and out for the world to see.

Emily fidgeted. This was not how she was expecting this to go. She was taken aback and unprepared for this little inquisition from Leila.

“Of course, but it never seems to work. No matter what I do I always seem to gain weight,” Emily sighed.

“Hmm, I can see that. How hard are you trying though? Are you exercising? Eating right?” Leila asked.

“Well yes, but I’ve never really liked salads and I get so out of breath doing exercise…” Emily listed her excuses.

Leila scoffed. “You obviously aren’t trying hard enough. Just look at this blubber,” Leila shocked Emily by grabbing a handful on rolls on her belly and jiggling it. An unexpected wave of deliscious heat burned at her core in response.

“I mean really, Emily, you’re not trying at all. You look like a beached whale,” Leila said cruelly, jiggling Emily’s belly fat again.

Emily felt turned on by Leila’s words and actions. What was wrong with her? Why was being humiliated and degraded like this turning her on? She didn’t even feel this turned on when her last boyfriend went down on her. Emily decided she wanted to feel more, and she pushed her belly into Leila’s hands.

“Maybe you could help me lose the weight, you obviously know what you’re doing to stay so fit and beautiful,” Emily suggested.

Leila didn’t let go of Emily’s belly, continuing to squeeze the rolls of fat and knead it like a cat. She almost seemed to be enjoying this. Like maybe she got off on this as much as Emily did.

Leila nodded. “I could help with that. Why don’t we start now? Get up and do 20 jumping jacks.”

Emily’s eyes widened. “Here? In front of everyone?” This part of the beach was full of college aged kids, mostly fit and very attractive.

Leila smiled, and it was cruel. “Yes, here. You need to show you’re dedicated and won’t quit just because you’re uncomfortable.”

Emily hesitantly got to her feet. She looked around nervously before getting in place to start jumping. Her nerves rattled her, but at the same time that deliscious burn of humiliation was lighting a fire at her core and turning her on. “Okay, I can do this.”

The first jumping jacks she did caused her whole body to ripple. She felt the weight of her belly and her breasts as gravity caught up with her. Leila giggled, but Emily ignored her and kept going. Each jumping jack wobbled her belly more, and she got turned on. She heard laughter nearby and saw some college co-eds pointing at her and smirking. It just fueled her humiliation further.

Finally, she got to 20 and stopped, sweat covering her body and her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She plopped down on her towel ungracefully, her fat rippling again. Leila stared at her with a look of heat. Maybe this wasn’t one sided, maybe they were both getting off on her humiliation.

“That’s a great start, but you’re going to have to do more than that to lose weight, shamu.” Leila said, and her hands reached out and grasped more of Emily’s fat.

“What did you have in mind?” Emily gasped out, still trying to catch her breath.

“I will be your personal trainer. I will give you a meal plan and you will come over to my house every day for exercise,” Leila said matter-of-factly.

That didn’t sound so bad, especially if it made her feel like this. “Okay, I can do that.”

Leila gave her a hard look. “It won’t be easy, Emily. And I’ll have to punish you if you don’t do as I say.”

Emily’s heart beat faster. “Punish me how?”

Leila gave her another cruel smile. “However I want to. I’ll see you at my place tomorrow to start. Don’t be late.”