Quick Update and Teaser

Hey Everyone,

My apologies for the lateness of "Fat Trimmings" Volume 32. Work had been unexpectedly hectic the last three days. Luckily, I'm off tomorrow, so it will go up and I believe I'll be publishing more than that as well.

In the meantime, here is a teaser of another one of the stories that will be in the volume.

Enjoy!

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Back to Katrina’s Closet

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Piper Moore couldn’t take it any longer. She had tried the whole body positivity thing for about a week, but the fact of the matter is that when she looked in the mirror she didn’t see herself. She just saw some fatty.

Nevermind the fact that to most of the world she would at best be considered chubby. In Piper’s mind she was fat and being fat was unforgivable. Her pot belly, which many would have found adorable, she found disgusting. Her ass weighed her down and made her feel uncomfortable, and the feeling of her thighs slapping together as she moved about was, in her mind, completely grotesque.

She could not hope to stay this heavy forever, and, despite her efforts to diet and exercise there was no way to lose the stubborn pounds. Because she couldn’t bring herself to really lean into the body positivity thing, her followers were going down. Her subscribers were starting to cut bait with her, and she was beginning to lose money. That was the last straw.

Piper knew she had no choice but to go back into that store and demand to talk to the manager. That annoying fat goth chick might not be willing to do anything, but surely management would listen to her plea.

This, as everyone but Piper would have known, was a mistake.

Mathilde’s eyes gleamed as she saw her walking in.

“Oh, please can I get this one.”

“No. You know she’s about to-”

“I demand to speak to the manager!” shouted Piper while still a solid fifteen feet from the counter, cutting off Gwendolyyn’s correct prediction.

“Certainly, Miss. How can I help you?”

Piper’s bingo wings and belly both jiggled as she slammed her hands down on the counter and then wobbled some more as she pointed an accusatory finger at Mathilde.

“This saleswoman obviously tricked me and turned me into a butterball. And now I want this fixed.”

“Ah yes,” said Gwendolyyn as she gave Piper a nod that was full of pretend care and seriousness.

“I see. It would appear you received one of our karmic realignment curses, a very light one I might add and one that is perfectly reversible.”

“Then do it!”

“Of course, it’s only reversible if you’ve actually learned your lesson. Have you learned your lesson?”

“Yes Yes. Sure. I’m very sorry. Fatties are awesome. I love fat people. Being fat has been a wonderful life changing experience, it’s just also really not for me because I actually work hard to maintain my hot body, and I would like to go back to that because this is completely unfair. Also ummm… yeah. I’m totally sorry. Go fat people. Hooray for fatties. Rah rah.”

Gwendolyyn gave Piper a smile that the vain woman completely misread.

“That’s excellent then. Follow me, and I can get you all set up.”

“Thank you. I’m glad someone here understand proper service,” snarked Piper as she flipped her hair in Mathilde’s direction, an action that only caused Mathilde to eyeroll and then let out a soft knowing chuckle as she thought about what was to come.

Gwendolyyn led Piper toward the changing rooms where she had an elegant silver evening gown set up just for the occasion.

“Try this on. If you’ve learned your lesson it will fit properly and turn your body back to the slim and toned one that you used to have.”

Gwen began to hand over the dress and then abruptly pulled it back.

“You have learned your lesson, right?”

“Yes. Of course.”

Gwen began to hand it over only to pulled it back once more, enjoying the way Piper’s breasts and belly bobbled as her chubby desperate fingers reached for it.

“Because there are grave consequences if you haven’t.”

“Just shut up and give me the dress! I want to be slim and sexy again!”

This time Gwendolyyn allowed the dress to be snatched out of her hands and smiled as Piper sauntered into the dressing room with her flabby thighs and mushy but bouncing and wobbling about.

She knew there was a lot more to come.