Strolling through the hallway, Patricia made her way to the cafeteria for lunch. Patricia loved a nice, tasty meal and that showed on her figure. Patricia was a thick girl, with short raven black hair, dark eyes, and pale skin. She thought herself to be somewhat attractive but didn't understand why she couldn't find herself a boyfriend. She had a nice pair of tits and a big booty to match, both of which always drew the boy's eyes. Unfortunately, they always noticed her rather round stomach too. Her gut was large and poked out from under the rock band t-shirts she usually wore. She had tried bigger shirts but they ended up baggy everywhere other than her stomach. Patricia frowned, maybe if she got a better wardrobe she could land a boyfriend? It was either that or lose her belly and that would mean giving up junk food which she was not willing to do for anything or anyone.
 As the curvy goth made her way into the cafeteria she heard an annoying, familiar voice call out "Hey look it's Patty the Fatty, everyone better hide their food!" The voice belonged to a prissy, brat named Makayla who was as stuck up as they come. She had a slim figure with long, light brown hair that she often wore pulled back in a ponytail and pretty blue eyes. Honestly if she wasn't so mean Patricia would actually think the girl was beautiful. Patricia ignored the rude comment knowing that responding would do her no good. She was used to this kind of treatment from her peers, especially from Makayla who loved to mock her weight whenever she got a chance.
 Patricia got her food and sat down, ignoring everyone around her as she began to enjoy her food. Sitting just a few tables away from her she could still hear Makayla making fun of her. Her voice just loud enough that Patricia could hear her in the crowded cafeteria. She continued to ignore her and focused on her food. They were serving pizza today, her favorite. However, as she started to eat it quickly became impossible to enjoy her meal as she felt bits of paper and food being tossed at her. She turned her head towards Makayla and her friends and they didn't even pretend to be innocent. One of them flung a carton of milk right at her face, hitting her in the temple. Patricia rose to her feet as they howled with laughter.
 Patricia rose to her feet, milk dripping down her forehead as the rest of the cafeteria joined in on laughing at her. Gritting her teeth, Patricia felt her face burn in humiliation. This was the most embarrassing moment of Patricia's life. Makayla and her friends started chanting "PATTY THE FATTY, PATTY THE FATTY" which quickly spread. Soon almost everyone in the cafeteria chanted along. Patricia was wrong, this moment right now was the most embarrassing moment of her life.
 Patricia ran out of the cafeteria, tears streaming down her round cheeks as she rushed to escape her personal Hell. Behind her, she heard Makayla's snickering, cruel voice. "Awww I think we hurt her feelings," Makayla said with a laugh. As she made her way out of the cafeteria and into the restroom, Patricia lowered her head and started to cry hysterically. She had been so humiliated, she felt so small, so insignificant. The pain quickly turned to anger as she looked into the mirror with a glare. She wanted to make Makayla feel the same way she felt right now. As her mind churned she realized she wanted her to suffer even more then she had, to regret the day she was ever born and then disappear, forever. Patricia washed away the tears and milk from her face and made a vow to herself. A vow that she would never go back on or regret.
 "I'm going to make that bitch pay. I'm going to make everyone that was ever cruel to me pay!" Patricia screamed as she slammed her chubby fist down on the sink. Seething silently for a few minutes, thoughts now racing through her mind about how she would get her revenge.
 Patricia left school early that day. She couldn't take one more second of her fellow students mocking and jeering. Once she got home she breathed a sigh of relief and went into her room to begin plotting her revenge. She entered her room, her eyes landing the glass cage on top her dresser. Inside, her pet frog Lilly blankly stared forward with not a care in the world. Lilly was a Pacman frog that Patricia had owned for a few years now. Walking up to her pet, she pulled out some crickets from her top drawer and put them in her pet's cage. As she watched her frog devour her meal she couldn't help but wish she could feed Makayla to Lilly. How funny would that be, Makayla screaming her pretty little head off as she was gulped down by her pet. As she snapped back to reality she started going through her books, hoping for anything that might help her come up with a revenge plan.
 After searching with no luck, she began to feel utterly helpless. What could someone like her do to fight back against the popular and pretty? Maybe they were right, she was just Fatty Patty. At her lowest moment, a sudden urge came to Patricia. She felt compelled to go to the attic, to find something, she had no idea what but she found herself already moving towards the attic. She went up the stairs, peeking into the dark, dusty attic of her old home. At first, she felt stupid for coming up here, what could she find in her attic that could help her? Then her eyes fell on a weird looking book just laying on the floor. The book looked old and new at the same time, it was black and had symbols all over it that Patricia didn't recognize. As soon as she touched it, she felt good, an intoxicating feeling that she couldn't explain.
 Patricia ignored any wariness she might feel about this strange book and opened it up, gazing down at it with growing wonder. The words at first looked to be in another language but the longer she stared at them the more they started resembling English. "What is this?" she asked herself in disbelief. As she flipped through the pages, something caught her eye and gave her a devilish smile. "Let's see, it says here that all I need is something that belongs to the person I'm casting this spell on to be placed in the center of a pentagram and then I just need to repeat these words." Sounds simple enough Patricia thought.
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 Makayla woke up to her parents fighting early in the morning. Nothing new, she thought to herself as she started getting ready for her day. After a long hot shower, Makayla stood in front of the mirror, admiring herself in all her glory. She prided herself on her looks and hated all the haters at her school that thought they could disrespect her. She began to get dressed, making sure she put on the charm bracelet that her boyfriend Jacob had gotten her before she headed outside. The car drive was silent and honestly, Makayla preferred it that way. She hated her family. When her dad pulled up to the school, Makayla couldn't get out of the car fast enough. Slamming the door shut she ran off to find her friends. In secret, she hated them too, especially Olivia. That stupid blonde barbie bitch had gotten her kicked off the cheer team. She just couldn't prove it, yet.
 On her way inside, she spotted that fat cow, Patricia. She hated ugly people like her, just the sight of them made her want to retch. She was going to remind the pig of her place in the school but got distracted when she also saw that bitch Olivia talking to her man. Just then Patricia bumped into her, nearly knocking her to the floor. "WATCH IT FATASS!" Makayla said angrily. Patricia just smirked at her as she walked away, which only angered Makayla more. Makayla ignored the fat bitch, for now, she'd remind fattie where she belonged after she protected what was hers.
 She walked up to her boyfriend looping her arm around his and gave Olivia a glare. "So what are you two talking about?" Makayla said. Olivia looked delighted at this "Oh nothing, I was actually just leaving. I'll see you later Jacob!" She said with a wink as she walked away. "What a fake bitch," Makayla muttered. "Um uh yeah total bitch, babe. Oh shit, I forgot Coach asked to see me earlier." Jacob said suddenly remembering. "Ugh, I just found you, can't it.." Makayla was cut off "Sorry babe I got to go." And with that Jacob kissed her on the cheek and ran off. It wasn't until she was alone in the hallway that she realized her charm bracelet was missing.
 The rest of the day was just an average day in Makayla's life. That is until she got home. She started feeling a sharp pain in her heart and her skin started to feel numb. While on her way to go see her mom for help she suddenly froze. She started feeling sick to her stomach and dizzy until she couldn't stand anymore and everything went black.
 She awoke with a gasp, noticing right away that she was naked and no longer in her house. Her vision was blurry but she realized she was laying inside a large pentagram somewhere outside. As her vision came back to her she started to examine more of her surroundings when she saw something that had to be impossible. It looked like a frog the size of a minivan. She stared at the giant creature, thinking she had to be mistaken until the frog lept towards her. Makayla screamed as it landed just a few feet away from her with a loud thud. The sudden surprise made Makayla jump to her feet but her legs were shaking so much she fell back onto her butt.
 The giant frog shot out its tongue and just by chance it barely missed Makayla, slapping down right beside her. Terrified, she tried to crawl away while crying frantically. She told herself this couldn't be real but no matter what she told herself she couldn't stop freaking out. Just before the frog could pounce on her, something huge came down and covered the screaming girl. She felt whatever had fallen on her close in around her and carry her up. She squirmed around until she was able to see that she had been grabbed by a giant hand. She looked up, way up, and saw a familiar but now huge face.
 "Awww look how pathetic you look." Makayla heard Patricia say in a booming voice. Her face frozen in panic, she was carried towards the smirking face of her bully victim. "You know I thought it would be amusing if I fed you to my frog but I think I have a better plan for you."
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 "The spell really worked!" Patricia said in amazement as she clutched the doll-like girl in her meaty hand. It had taken her three tries but she had done it, she had done the impossible. She had originally planned to have her pet frog Lilly eat Makayla, let her bully become nothing more than pet food, but when she saw how close Makayla was to being gobbled up she got jealous. To Lilly, this bug was just food but to her, she was a hated enemy, a bully, a person deserving something more personal. Makayla belonged in her stomach. She reached into the cage and grabbed the shrunken girl, lifting her to eye level. Patricia licked her lips in excitement. The power she felt right now was intoxicating.
 "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!?" The little bug screamed out. Why am I doing this? The question really pissed her off. "After everything you've done to me, all the pain you've put me through..and you ask me WHY AM I DOING THIS!!!!" Patricia started to laugh maniacally. "YOU DON'T GET TO ASK ME THAT!" She screamed. She dropped the little bug into the palm of her hand. "I'm sorry, just please let me go!" Makayla said while shaking in her hand. "Oh don't worry I'll let you go, I'll let you go right into my MOUTH!" She said with a smile and then opened her mouth wide. Makayla stared into that open abyss. She started to hyperventilate.
 Patricia thought it was so cute how pitiful Makayla was now. The big bad bitch had been reduced to nothing but a little worthless bug in her hand. "Now in you go," Patricia said playfully as she started to bring her hand closer to her mouth. "NO! NO! NO! OH GOD NO! PLEASE DON'T! PLEASE! I'M SO SORRY!" Makayla begged. Patricia stopped for a moment and put on a sympathetic facial expression as she pretended to think about it. "Hmmm...but I'm hungry." She said, her facial expression becoming more devious. "PLEA-" Was all Makayla could get out before she was shoved into Patricia's waiting mouth.
 Patricia could feel the shrunken girl struggling for her life in her mouth. It was truly amazing to feel an entire person squirm on her tongue, fighting to survive even though she was so utterly overpowered. Makayla could do nothing to stop what was happening as she became nothing more than a snack. Patricia swished her around inside her mouth, enjoying the way she squirmed even harder as she was batted around, She then began to suck on the poor girl, savoring not only her taste but her fear too. After a few minutes the struggling lessened, either Makayla was giving up or she was passing out. Patricia walked over to her mirror and stuck out her tongue. She knew how much Makayla liked to look at herself. Laying on her tongue Makayla was covered in salvia, twitching and hacking up saliva. She wasn't even looking at herself in the mirror. How rude. Afterall Patricia was just trying to do something nice for her, well she probably wouldn't want to look at herself right now anyways. She kinda looked like shit. Ah well, she can't always look so good. Besides after her body was done with her she wouldn't just look like shit, She'd be shit. Patricia giggled at the thought.
 Patricia continued to stare at herself in the mirror with her tongue out. Her eyes now glazed over. Patricia's stomach let out a huge growl "Hear that Makayla, I think my tummy is ready to meet you." She said sweetly as she rubbed her belly. Patricia finally closed her mouth. Sealing Makayla's fate inside. Her mouth began to drool as she prepared herself to swallow.
 "GULP!"
 Makayla didn't even put up a fight as Patricia sent her to her doom. Slimy, fleshy walls surrounded her as she was taken down the throat, her puny body not even making a bulge in the goth's neck "Down you go bitch," Patricia said, tracing her fingers down to her round belly. She smiled at herself in the mirror as she rubbed her belly and gave it a few pats. It wobbled and groaned, happy for the treat but far from full.
 "UUUUURRP!"
 A loud belch escaped from her mouth. "How rude of you Makayla," Patricia said with a giggle. Her stomach now beginning to work on it's most recent guest. Turned on a little bit Patricia pulled down her pants and began to caress her crotch through her panties. The touch sent shockwaves through her body. Patricia just couldn't resist the urge anymore. She moved to her bed and ripped off her panties. She began to rub herself wildly. Patricia was in complete ecstasy, she bit down on her bottom lip as she grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed hard. She began to moan loudly in pleasure. She brought herself to her climax when she thought of Makayla trapped in her stomach, how she would soon be nothing more than shit flushed down the toilet. Patricia screamed in bliss as she orgasmed.
 Patricia now sprawled out on her bed. She was completely relaxed. Her hand was lightly rubbing her stomach as her mind drifted away. She eventually dozed off.
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 It had been a few weeks since the disappearance of Makayla and life had returned to normal. Everyone thought she just ran away. Apparently, the police found Makayla's diary in her room and it corroborated their theory. At least that was the rumor going around. Even her boyfriend had moved on, Patricia saw him in the hallway with Olivia holding hands while she was on her way to lunch. "Oh my god Jacob I think I know what happened to Makayla! I bet Patty the Fatty ate her." Olivia said as the couple laughed. Patricia kind of chuckled as well. If only they knew. After lunch was over Patricia went to her next class. It was art class, probably her second favorite thing about high school.
 While she took her seat the teacher was introducing a new student to the classroom. He was kind of cute, scrawny..but cute. He had dark curly hair and wore glasses. The teacher gave him the option sit wherever he wanted and the boy chose to sit next to her. She was kind of stunned, no one ever wanted to sit next to her.
 Every once in awhile Patricia would glance over at the boy and catch him staring back at her. They would both look away quickly. Was he...checking her out? She thought to herself, unsure of the situation. "I love your shirt, that's one of my favorite bands." The boy said finally breaking the silence. "Thanks, yeah they are pretty good," Patricia said blushingly. "What's your name?" The boy asked. "Patricia, what's yours?" she said back eagerly. "My name's Todd, it's really nice to meet you, Patricia." He said with a warm smile. Patricia felt like she had butterflies in her stomach and got the feeling that this boy was going to be very special to her. "It's really nice to meet you too," She said smiling back.