A grand battle was taking place. Truly a struggle so intense it would be remembered for generations. Julie struggling to get her black yoga pants over her massive ass. Each check wobbling violently, threatening to tear her pants asunder. She carefully squeezed the mounds of fat into the overstretched nylon. Gently wigging her hips in bit by bit. Finally getting them around her waist Julie looked back at the mirror.
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“We should do something, right?” Jen looked to Madison hoping she would have the answer.
“It’s
probably….
Fine, I think. I mean, it’s not like she’s in any real danger. We gave Eddy like, 30 antacid pills. So she should be fine.”
If front of Madison, Jen, Lena, and Riley sat their friend Eddy, who was in a drunken comatose. Her square glasses barley hung from her
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