

Fairy Tale WG prt 1Weight Gain Fairy TaleFairy Tale WG prt 1
Once upon a time there lived a girl named Marissa. There was nothing striking about Marissa, though she was among the smartest kids in her class. Marissa was a slightly pudgy girl, with some curves, but ones that were too small for her overall size and weight. She was a bit petty when it came to comparing herself to others, but not more so than most other girls in her class. Now for some details: Marissa had unremarkable features, she wore her hair like most girls, utterly ordinary. Her breasts were only an a-cup, her belly small but visibly round, but with wide hips and th


It's catching up with youA silver Mustang pulls into the parking lot and parks in a spot near the store. The car sits still for a few minutes, and finally the sole occupant gets out, a young beautiful blonde steps out (she's wearing a red polo shirt a pair of sunglasses on her head and a pair of khaki pants with a black belt.) she casually and confidently strolls into the store. Once inside she makes her way behind the counter and tucks in her shirt, getting herself ready for another night of work. A voice calls out from behind her,It's catching up with you
Brad: "hey Blondie, what's up"
Sarah: " Not much B-rad."
The two made some quick small talk and t


Chelsee's GiftChelsee held the gems between her fingers gingerly. They glistened in the sun, perfectly flawless as she shifted it around. Her eyes practically shined as she watched the light catch it. Her aunt had mailed her it as a souvenir from a recent vacation, knowing how much her niece liked the color green, so that she managed across such a hefty emeralds for a bargain price just made her trip. Chelsee didn't mind any either, as it would make a beautiful match to her jade necklace. "They're lovely," she smiled softly, wasting no time in putting them in her ears. They were the sort of attention grabbing danglers she was so fond of. She flChelsee's Gift
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Best wishes,
Chris
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BBinc.
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"I reject your reality and substitute my own!"
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party time.
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