Deciding to stay at home, Natasha resolved to lose as much of this weight as she could. Her brother had a small gym set up in one of the upstairs rooms. After struggling with some work-out shorts and top, Natasha walked into the gym.
In the gym, there was a multitude of items designed to help her lose her new weight. In the corner, there was a set of weights. A blue mat sat in another corner, useful for push-ups and sit-ups. Deciding to start with some push-ups, Natasha fell to her knees and assumed the push-ups position. After 10 minutes of attempting to push her huge body of the ground, Natasha gave up.
"This is hopeless. Maybe I should embrace the new me..."
Her stomach agreed with this with a loud rumble.
Heaving herself to her feet, Natasha went to her kitchen. Opening the fridge, Natasha saw the empty plate where a two layer chocolate fudge cake once stood. Looking around the fridge, Natasha spied some old pizza boxes hidden at the back. Pulling them out, she opened them to find at least one whole pizza with extra slices. On the pizza was pepperoni, chicken, beef, ham and a lot of cheese.
My favourite, Meat-Lover with extra cheese, thought Natasha as she grabbed a slice, cheese dripping of it.
Biting into it, Natasha remembered why it was her favourite. Quickly finishing it, she grabbed more and more. Eventually the entire pizza had disappeared. The only trace was a slice of pepperoni.
Natasha leant back in her chair, rubbing her belly. Turning on the TV, she decided to watch the Big Bang Theory. She lost interest in it, mainly due to Sheldons ramblings of String Theory. A smaller reason was that she was now jiggling her belly. Watching it go up and down, up and down...
Natasha giggled. Maybe this fat wasn't such a bad idea. Maybe, she could get used to it.
And maybe, just maybe, she could gain some more. Or, was what she had enough?