Sarah

chapter 1

*** If you are enjoying this story, check out, A Skinny Piggy No More, The Fat Waitress, and Discoveries, as they are part of this growing universe ***

As Sarah had lost virtually all of her muscle mass over the years of constantly starving herself, she really struggled to lug her bloated belly and over ten pounds of takeout bags from the driveway to the front door. Sarah had been hoping her mother was asleep, but when the light came on and the door opened with her mother Tara standing with her aide frame filling up the doorway and smiling, she felt some relief. That, and not to mention, her skinny little arms were already burning and thankful for the help.

Sarah, gasped for air and let out an exhale of relief when her massively obese mother easily lifted the calorie dense packed bags from her daughter. Sarah, who mostly enjoyed being thin, felt a slight pang of jealousy over the ease at which her obese mother tossed the heavy bags around. She'd once been that strong, hadn't she?

The slightly wheezing Sarah, then closed the door as her mother waddled her wide ass, along with the multiple bags of food into the kitchen.

"Come on in honey", said her mother, "and tell me all about your first day", said Tara as she aidibly fooled around with the deluvery bags. Sarah, who was a bit tipsy and somehow a little bit peckish again did not argue.

By the time she hung up her jacket and got herself to the kitchen, Tara was busy fixing up huges plates of piggies foods and putting them into them into the microwave.

"Come on in hun. Im fixing us a few plates, from Piggy's. I can't believe Pauly gave you so much food. And the lasagna her prepares is to die for", said Tara with with a gleem in her eye.

"Ohhhhhh Maaaaaaa, I don't know. Maybe you go ahead. I'm full", said Sarah unconvincingly.

"Okay, but suit yourself. I'm starving, but you have to try the lasanga, its heavenly", said her mother, turning when the microwave went "ding".

Returning to the table with two massive plates of deliciously smelling, and heavily cheese and meat laden pasta, Sarah's belly again begain to protest by vigorously growling.

"Not hungry", chuckled her mother to herself, while saying out loud, "It's up to you, but I'm eating all of this lasanga if you don't. Come on, just have a bite."

Not wanting an argument with her mother, not to mention that the food did smell delicious and the fact that she was actually somehow starving again, Sarah took up a fork, and seeled her fate.