Holding her stack of pink boxes in one arm, Kristen pulled her keys out from her purse and pointed them at the door. The key thrust into the lock, and as she turned her gaze around--
--Marissa was standing right next to her and leaning on the wall!!
"Eek!!" Kristen jumped and nearly dropped her armload of boxes. She put her pudgy hand on her bosom to catch her breath. She hadn't heard her neighbor's footsteps because of the flip flops she was wearing.
"God. Marissa, you scared me!"
Marissa was smiling big and bright, her lips glistening. "Sorry about that. Need a hand?" Her voice was cute and chipper.
"Why...yes. Thank you. Here." She handed a few of the boxes over to Marissa, who eagerly followed Kristen into her apartment.
"Mmm...smells good!" Marissa took a big whiff of the tasty-looking confection boxes.
"Oh, I'm so embarrassed." Kristen giggled meekly. These aren't all for me. I'm trying to lose weight, and I know I shouldn't...I was thinking of throwing a party for me some friends, so..."
"You don't have to lie." Marissa crept close to her in a predatory fashion. "I admire your curves. Actually, you would look cuter if you were even bigger."
"Oh, stop." Kristen blushed behind her glasses. "I'm a pig."
"No, not at all!" Marissa's hand grazed up Kristen's enormously fat forearm and tapped the sagging mound of fat, making it quiver in midair.
"This is a what a real woman looks like. Mind if I try one of these?"
"Um...no. By all means, have some." Kirsten stammered. Marissa took Kristen by the shoulders and led her to the couch. She sets the boxes on a nearby table.
"There there..." Marissa sat next to her host and pried open the box closest to her. "Life's not worth living if you don't have some treats now and then." The box top flipped open and a sugary cloud of sweetness flowed into her nose. "Wow, look at all these. Somebody's feeling hungry. Here, these bear claws look good, let's both have one!"
Kristen stared at the box with apprehension as Marissa took her hand and took out two giant, fat, glazed bear claws, then brought one to Kristen's double-chin. The smell automatically made her mouth water and her lips smack...
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