TakoYasi

“So that is that” Cindy says business like “We are entering our last two weeks together” Emilia still had trouble comprehending everything she had just heard. It felt weird, almost unimaginable to think that Cindy would really be disappearing. The woman that had forced her to get this fat and plagued her every day for the last four years, was just going to be gone from one day to the other? “But let’s not get too much ahead of ourself” Cindy smirks as she pinches the fat that hangs of Emilia’s upper arms. “After all, you have a goal to achieve.” “Cindy…don’t you think I might reach my goal faster than two weeks?” Emilia talked soft, being around Cindy still made her anxious and feel (metaphorically speaking) small. “At the end of last week I was 1054” She knew her goal was to reach 1060, and she'd not need two weeks to gain those last six pounds, she probably wouldn't need much more than two days. “Too bad for you the next weigh in will be on the last day” Cindy says with an evil grin