《Wide Thunder》Chapter 0.5
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Once again Amanda stared at her reflection in the mirror, and the woman in the mirror stared back- smiling at her. The woman in the mirror struck many poses, and Amanda watched how her body jiggled whenever she moved in any way. No matter how little the movement it produced a ripple of soft flesh somewhere on her body, and normally she'd try to ignore how her body jiggled. But things had changed, no longer was she ashamed of the large size of her body. Now she appreciated the weight, how every movement had a distinctive force behind it. For so long she had feared that she wouldn't like being a bigger woman, but now she realized that if she didn't actually like the weight why did she keep it? Why didn't she start working out or eat less? To ignore it so that she would never have to face the fact that she put on weight? No, if she truly didn't like being bigger then she would've kept exercising like she used to, she would've stuck to her diet. Now the truth seemed so clear to her, She was afraid that she'd like it. That if she ever admitted it to herself that she wouldn't be the woman she thought she wanted to be.
Now she knew better. It's only been a week since she accepted the fact that she loved being bigger, and so far it's been the best week of her life. The absolute bliss of not having to worry about her figure or head to the gym even when she didn't want to made her lement over her earlier years. Oh if only she never wasted them trying to be fit and popular. Eating such bland food just because it was healthy. Now she could eat whatever she wanted whenever she wanted, and after a week of indulging herself on all the pleasures she missed out on, she could never go back. Never again would she live her life based off of what her parents expected; she would be her own woman from now on, and she would live life the way she wanted to.
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It was why she was posing in the mirror, so that she could catch up on all the jiggling she missed when she pretended not to be fat. Each rampant jiggle of her wondrous body was like a bolt of pure ecstasy being sent throughout the entirety of her bottom heavy frame. Enjoying the delights of her body also served as a splendid distraction while she waited for her costume to be delivered.
"KNOCK,KNOCK,KNOCK"
A distraction that she hoped was no longer needed. With as much haste as she could muster Amanda walked to her front door, and opened it in anticipation of her new costume. Standing at her frontdoor was a young man holding a package; he stared at Amanda right before blushing and turning his head away from her.
"Uhh M-Mam You-Your um ah n-naked."
Amanda looked down, and discovered that she was indeed naked. Quickly, she grabbed the package, shut her front, and thanked the delivery man. Once she could no longer hear the steps of the delivery man walking away, she chastised herself for coming to the door naked. Then with as much haste as she showed before she tore open the package. Slowly she pulled her costume out of the ravaged package, and held it up so that she could admire it's design. It was a white jumpsuit lined with large black thunderbolts, and a simple mask to cover her eyes. After checking the costume's size Amanda put it on with minimal struggle. Then made her way to her bathroom. She stared at her reflection as she struck various poses. The costume looked better on her then she imagined, and was far more comfortable then her old costume.
The ringing of her phone interrupted her in the middle of her private show. Amanda was tempted to ignore the call, but thought better of it. With a reluctant hand Amanda picked her phone up, and her best friend's call.
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"HEY Amanda did you get your costume yet?"
"Yeah just a couple of minutes ago."
"So have you put it on yet? Do you need help putting it on?"
"Yes I put it on, and I'm not so fat as to need help getting dressed."
"Really? But aren't your hips like fi-"
"Nicole, My hips are not that wide. Probably."
"Oh. Well do you wanna go on patrol or something."
"Yeah, I've been itchin to use my powers."
"Great! Meet me outside."
Minutes later Amanda squeezed herself out through her front door, and found Nicole Standing at the foot of her steps.
"Nicole how long have you been standing out here?"
"Uhh not long, I was already on my way here."
"Did you see me flash the delivery man?"
"Ohmygoshyes! It was so sexy how you just walked out stark naked like that, like you were completely unashamed of your bo-. Uhhh I meant to say nooo?"
Amanda stared at Nicole as her friends Beaming smile slowly became a dejected frown.
"Nicole Its alright that you like me. Just don't lie about it."
"Wait you knew!?! Why didn't you say anything then!?"
"Pfft yeah I'm not stupid, and well I'm not looking for a relationship right now. But when I am you'll be the first to know."
Nicole stood stock still as she stared at her friend, processing what she just heard. After a moment of silence the two 'friends' earnestly began their patrol.
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