"Two Sisters at the Gym"

Here's a quick piece based on a real experience from a couple of weeks ago. I've been itching to write it down and figured now would be a good time to do so. Eventually I'll collect this and some other small pieces I have worked on or am working on and put them in a volume of "Fat Trimmings". For now....

Enjoy!

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This is a true story. 

They were quite the sight to see, coming down the stairs together. The first one I noticed was the large one. And she was LARGE! 

We are talking extremely round with especially sizable hips.They were wide and had a large amount of sway to them as she made her way down the staircase. The staircase itself was quite wide, designed to let numerous people easily go up and down between the gym’s two floors, and she took up a good portion of it. She was a girthy girl with a big solid ball of a gut. One might have guessed given her size that her gut would have gotten sloppy and become a sloshing, segmented double belly, a big sagging apron of blubber. But this big gut of hers must have had muscle working overtime to hold it up underneath, because it stuck out in one solid flabby mass with just enough jiggle and sway to it to signal that it was all made of fat and that she wasn’t pregnant. 

Her thighs were thick and I watched them shake with each step she took coming down the stairs. But I could tell that even though her thighs had a fair amount of jiggle to them that all that fat was layered onto plenty of powerful muscle. I’m sure her ass was pretty huge too with plenty of bounce for her bountiful buttcheeks. I couldn’t see them very well though because she was walking toward me, but her ass was so wide that I could glimpse the sides of her chunky cheeks, and I did get a great view of her breasts.

Those breasts were big heaving melons, round mounds that stretched out her tank top and created a canyon of cleavage. They were fleshy orbs without a sign of stretch marks despite their hefty size. And that size matched the size of her globular gut perfectly which, while she was certainly fat all over, gave her a decidedly apple shape.

Her face had plenty of shape to it as well, and just like the rest of her that shape was round. She had big round apple cheeks, and her chin was rounded out and paired with another. She had a big fat moon face that was absolutely beautiful despite the fact that she had clearly been working out.

I almost didn’t see her sister at first. This was mostly due to the fact that her sister was walking behind her, and the size difference between the two was so incredible. It was like a movie gag come to life where the thin woman was hidden behind the morbidly obese one. To say she was half the size of her sister was probably conservative. She was quite skinny.

To many, the thin sister would be considered a stereotypical hottie. She was slender with just a bit of curve to her hips and a pair of breasts simply contained in a sports bra. She looked like the kind of woman who had spent her entire life being effortlessly thin. 

And she was laughing, not at her sister but with her. They seemed to be having a rather pleasant time as one followed the other. 

That was when I really noticed some subtleties. 

While the one sister was fat, the thinner sister seemed to be far less inclined to working out. As I got closer, passing them on the stairs, I could see that there was a subtle softness to her slim figure. She wore athletic shorts, but despite her size she still had small, soft, pinchable love handles that pouched over the elastic waistband. She was your classic skinny fat and was clearly following her sister who was the real one putting in work at the gym. And that got me thinking.

What if she followed her sister in other ways?

It didn’t take much imagination to see the inevitable future. From her carefree attitude it was clear that fatness is in her future. It’s only a matter of time before the family genes catch up to her, her metabolism crashes and the pounds pile on. Just like her BIG sister, she’ll have a big blubbery belly, thick thunder thighs, wide hips and a big fat ass with some voluptuous breasts and round moon face complete with a doughy double chin. But unlike her large but athletic sister, that fat is going to settle far differently.

With her, the fat is going to be sloppy. She doesn’t have the muscle to support it. She hasn’t worked out hard enough, put in the effort. So if her sister is large but built outward, she is going to be fat and flabby with lots and lots of sag. Her body is going to be defined by her fat rolls, by folds of flabby flesh that hang downward, melting buttery fat. She’s going to have a gut so large that it segments into a blubbery double belly. Her ass cheeks are going to be like a broken down shelf. They’ll stick outward, but they'll be soft saggy pillows that slap onto the backs of her thick thunder thighs. Those thighs will be sweating, slapping and rubbing together. They will grow wide like tree trunks but soft with fat that her chubby hands can really sink int. Her ass and thighs will be cursed with a cottage cheese-like consistency. She’ll have flabby bingo wings, and her face won’t just be round. It will be piggish.

She’ll still be following her sister around then, but she’ll be waddling after her with her whole body reduced to a jiggling, quivering mess. Fat will ooze out of every outfit she tries to wear, and she’ll be sucking air just from trying to cross short distances. She’ll reach the point where she knows she’ll never be thin again and her only answer to that will be to stuff her fat face with even more food.

And that will be a sight to see.