Not Pretty Enough

Chapter 1 - The news!

“So why’d you call me in here” Pam asks
“Well, aa your agent I have to make the best decisions for you, and right now your just not wanted. Your not pretty enough, companies say they have enough runway. But they need plus size. At this point your looking at becoming a plus size model, or retiring”
“I guess I have no choice, what do I need to do?”
“Your going to have to put on 40+ lbs. don’t hit the gym. And make sure to eat a lot of syrup and heavy cream”
“Uh Ok”
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s just that...I’ve never been fat before”
“It’s for money, you do what you gotta do to pit food on the table”
“Thanks Adam”
Pam left recalling on what she said. *I need to get Lot’s of heavy cream and syrup. I can finally eat what I want*
Going to the grocery store she grabbed 3 heavy creams, 3 of the most calorie dense syrup. Checking out she drove home and ordered a couple pizzas, and sodas. Not thinking, she put on the same tight jeans and button down shirt. Turned on Netflix, and waited out the 5 minutes until it was here. Truthfully she’d been so happy to get off a diet and indulge.But she had the same old appetite, and after One large pizza and 2L soda, she was still so full. But 2 hours later, she started on another one, but her buttons only became tighter and tighter. Then Pop.
*What, ok calm down. I guess I will have to get used to this*. Pam wised up and unhooked her button. Then proceeded to finish another one, and put the pizzas away, because it was 10 pm.She went to sleep and then woke up at 12 am hungry. This would usually happen, but this time she could indulge, she ate a cup of heavy cream sweetened with sugar. Going to bed satisfied.

*ok, first full day of gaining. And now I get to throw away my scale. * After that, she drove to a crepe place she wanted to try for a while.
“Hi, can I have 3 chocolate caramel crepes, 3 banana creme crepes, and 3 chocolate peanut butter crepes”
This would be her first test, how far could she push herself. After 6 crepes she was in a fair amount of pain.But pushed through, after 8 crepes her button was on its last life.

*This isn’t a good idea, but I’m going to finish it,*
This popping the last bite. She was so stuffed she could barely move. And had to request a wheelchair to get to her car. She was a true pig.