Wendy thrust her corpulent arm out and opened the door to the fridge she kept by her bed. Even the slight effort of opening it caused the fat hanging from her arms to jiggle and dance. She grabbed at the first thing that she could find, a cold baconator from Wendy's and shoved it into her mouth. It tasted so good and she couldn't help devouring it in only a few bites. A fitting start for her snack. She then grabbed at a pizza box and finished off what was left in there, savoring the grease and flavor. She polished off the last of her food and then looked sadly at the empty fridge. It hadn't filled her at all. A mini fridge doesn't do much for a girl as obese as Wendy if she sets her mind to eating.
"Now I need to refill it and finish filling myself too," she moaned aloud to no one in particular. "I could call off work and get some more food. Stupid work."
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