“Ms. Valencia, you do know the meeting starts in about half an hour, right? And considering how long it takes for you to get around, there’s really not much time to stop for lunch… again.” The young man’s voice on the phone had been trying to explain the importance of this marketing meeting, but his boss simply paid him no mind.
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Instead, Vignette Valencia was more concerned with waddling off to her next meal, letting her massively large stomach lead the way as she waved a massively fat arm towards anyone stopping and staring at the massively obese influencer. “Oh, you worry far too much,” she replied with her typical condescending sass. “You know what I always say, don’t you? B.Y.B.B.?”
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The voice sighed before flatly stating “Be Yourself But Better.”
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“That’s right, Trendy. And they say bigger is always better,” she heavily emphasized as she proudly caressed her bulging body, grabbing a handful of flesh to jiggle around. “The numbers on my Ponygram posts certainly don’t lie.”
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“I suppose. But as your intern, I just think you could start cutting back a little bit, at least for the sake of your brand,” Trenderhoof began to elaborate, almost starting to plead with her. “Need I remind you of the whole ‘surf-n-turf wardrobe-malfunction’ incident from last month? It was all over social media.”
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“Well, as my intern, I would think you’d learn by now that any publicity is good publicity,” Vignette scoffed as she rolled her eyes. “But, I’ll tell you what. I’ll head over to the meeting right now if you can arrange a delivery of half a dozen cinnamon rolls, chocolate-drizzled. And a few sides of cream cheese dip. Please and thank you!”
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“No, wait! I-” But before Trenderhoof could even interject, Vignette quickly hung up and shoved her phone back between her breasts.
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“Me cutting back? Ridiculous,” she muttered under her heavy breaths as she continued to march on, trying to pick up the pace despite the weight of her immense size getting the best of her. “Maybe I am a little out of shape. But whatever. Who am I to complain just because I have an excellent taste in food? Now where is that pizza-on-a-stick stand? I’m starving!”
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Vignette — 767 lbs