"I love this body I got, but this fat belly will give me problems for sure. I'm afraid I'll have to work this gut off."
And so you do. You convince your parents to pay you the gym, although your mother wants to burn your fat herself.
Weeks later.
You are done with excersicing, it wasn't your thing and now, with your bigger body, it isn't. At least, you burned some fat. You weigh now 330 pounds. Your belly protydes now 4 feet in front of you and barely sag. Your hip and ass are a bit smaller and your breasts are now smaller, being an O cup. Your breasts are turning back to their perkiness but they still rest on your gut. You can't go to gym anymore, your body won't hold it, but everytime you are at school, you see the hungry eyes of your friends and classmates. It seem you'll have to eat like a normal person and not have a human in your stomach for a while. You follow your strict diet for a month and lose more weight than going to the gym, maybe the girls you swallowed there because they called you fat didn't help.
You now weigh 220 pounds and you feel good with it. Your belly now protudes 1,6 feet in front of you and doesn't sag at all. Your hips are less wide than before, but they seem like child-birthing hips. Your ass is smaller, each cheek being like a soccer ball, which is small coming from cheeks the size of couches when you digested the teacher. Your thighs have become thinner because they don't have to hold as much weight as before. Finally, your breasts are now a much smaller K cup and, surprisingly, they don't sag at all.
Maybe it's time for you to start eating proper meals again.
