Just out of the corner of her eye, Rachel could see a Mocholate Bar! It was perched on the edge of the bench a few seats away, almost falling off. She started to wiggle her fingers, licking her lips enviously of whoever owned such a glorious treat.
She couldn't help herself, Rachel instictively tried several times to lurch herself up from a seated position. She grunted a little as she finally lifted her heavy butt from the seat, which groaned in relief.
Rachel waddled as calmly as she could, not wanting to draw attention to herself, but was in fact very anxious. In preperation of her expected workout, she had deprived her hefty belly from any source of nourishment this morning.
Reaching over her own fat slightly, she picked up the Mocholate. Her fingers nimbly and expertly unwrapped the paper and silver foil, letting the sweet aroma hit her nostrils, which flared in delight.
Suddenly, Rachel started to inhale the chocolate, chewing wildly and sending her euphoria sky high. She gave little moans as she ate every bite, now already wobbling towards the exit of this heinous gym.
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