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Tabbing through her email chains, Jessica considered further clients.
Once, the name Evelyn Stone was the last anyone would associate with the word "Fat". A famously skinny British actress, the leggy beauty had been a teen heart throb turned serious actress, winning fame, accolades and plenty of cash. But flying too close to the sun was a danger to anyone and Evelyn was no exception.
At last years Academy Awards, a sure thing Best Actress Oscar was at hand, with Evelyn called up to accept the award...only to have it literally snatched out of her hands! The official explanation was a misread by the aging comedian host, although rumors of back room deals made by a younger actress were spread too.
Unused to the slightest set back, Evelyn had taken a year off to recover mentally. During that time, the woman who'd never looked like she'd weighed more than a hundred pounds soaking wet and had been rumored to have anorexia had turned to an unaccustomed source of comfort: food. All of her money bought plenty of take out and junk food, the depressed actress glutting herself as she self isolated and played video games, telling her trainer she'd get back to her when she got back to her.
A year after disappearing, a tabloid had got a shot of the once glamorous woman going out for ice cream and chili dogs on her 30th birthday. Roots showing thanks to months without a hair appointment, refined face round and puffy with a prominent double chin, dark circles under red rimmed, sleep deprived eyes. Her designer red carpet gowns were replaced with painted on sweat pants and a stained tank top, cut for a woman fifty pounds thinner! A bulging beer belly and a thick muffin top covering up her once svelte waist, previously perfect butt covered up by thick patches of cellulite clear through the skin tight fabric.The actress gorging on unhealthy junk had been a tabloid sensation, one that had put her already declining career into a coma.
In the year since, Evelyn had been trying and failing to get back in shape to no avail. All her muscle tone was mush after a year on her butt and her metabolism had cratered. Worse, the actress's comfort eating was out of control, spiking with every failed call back as studios avoided her.
But now, thanks to the Fat Fad that Jennefer had helped push, she wanted another go at an Oscar with a big budget historical epic about the famously obese Roman Empress Theodora.
Highly interesting, but if Jennefer didn't want hollywood, there was always modeling!
Cat Downton had reigned for five years as the Queen of the bikini model world. Her blonde, blue eyed girl next door innocence combined with a leggy 5'11 body boasting a pair of bouncing, bulging, bountiful breasts, that had debuted at DDs and swelled up to Fs. For a woman with five covers back to back, Cat had always paid lip service to body positivity.
She'd had some weight ups and downs, frequently spotted with a paunch in the off season. Coming from a fat family they were slowly turning to ups that thankfully puffed up her chest as much as her waist. In her rookie year, she was a size zero with out effort, at the time of her last cover she was on a permanent diet and three times a week training regime to stay in a size eight.But an unexpected set of twins had turned the beautiful blonde into an obese milf!
With an appetite unleashed, Cat had packed on a hundred pounds in eight months, weight that didn't vanish after she gave birth. Well over 250lbs, Cat was twice the woman she'd debuted as. Three years later, her belly was still so big she was regularly mistaken for pregnant, giving her difficulties in getting out of her car. Worst of all, her famous boobs had become a pair of bra dependent saggers, lactation and nursing having brought the high mountains into a pendulous parody of her once pert pair.
But now that the Fat Fad had begun, Cat smelled a way back to the lime light as a plus sized model.
Finally, and perhaps most intriguingly, was a non model or actress!
Helena Hunt had tried excelling in those fields, but she was still famous for being famous. Child of the Uber Wealthy Hunt tech dynasty, she was a wild party girl who's encounters with police and papparazzi were infamous, which worked well with her ultra tight body inherited from her model mother and a very slutty mode of dress and action, several 'leaked' sex tapes having made her a house hold name.
But an unexpected car accident had put the party girl at the helm of the family company, a roll she seemed completely unready for. The stock price was tanking and Helena might face actual poverty! The famous bimbo was now after someone to turn her image around: instead of slutty, responsible, instead of stupid, brilliant, and instead of a slinky party girl...the very image of barely mobile responsibility!   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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