March Madness (4)
As she adjusts her makeup, her bikini flattering her generous curves, Tamara Lansgrove finally takes this picture and publishes it on her socials saying:
If she gets lots of likes and positive comments about her chubby body, some others are very offensive especially one woman not especially thin writing the following comment:
Tamara was about to answer but prefers blocking that profile because she doesn’t want starting a war on her page… she wants her page to be friendly and a space of fun, inclusivity and positiveness. She keeps her bikini on all day, staying at home as weather is so nice here in California but as she takes her tequila by the pool, she feels unease… as if someone is watching her… she turns her head everywhere but no one seems here…
When she finally takes a sip of her tequila she hears this: “Fat and drunk… it couldn’t be worse… glad I’m here for your education hun…”
Before she could even answer, she feels something stinging her neck and she falls asleep only to wake up in a room she doesn’t know, hearing clapping and cheering outside. She wants to do her best to scream that she’s here but her mouth is gagged and she only muffles until a woman comes in all smiling and saying: “Good girl… hello sweetie… you don’t know me yet but I’m your mom and I’m here to support you at your game of softball hunnie… “
Hearing this, Tamara wants to scream through her gag but to no avail as she feels another syringe full of pink liquid and a sudden but unbearable pain then once more it’s pitch black only to wake up on the same spot, still tied up but this time something is different… Tamara feels different and when she manages to move her head down… she’s got a massive shock… her… her body with her generous chubby curves disappeared for… a much thinner… athlete teenage body… she… no she can’t be that… not again… she looks like ready to be back in highschool but she hated it so bad doesn’t want to have anything to do with this…
Then just before she starts moving frantically to free herself, she feels her head hurting so much… feeling nauseous until she realizes she can’t remember a thing… until her very name… it’s only then her head is invaded with foreign images… as a smooth voice came out talking to her and saying: “Hello sweet girl… I’m your mom… your name is now Heather Deanna Monroe… you’re just 15 years old now hunnie, you were born here in Scranton, Pennsylvania. Since forever you’re a massive fan of softball and Lackawanna Lightning especially… so when I told you last year you could join them and play with them you went so happy and you never stopped smiling since then, so proud to wear their uniform hunnie and you look so freaking cute in these…”
As the voice goes on and on, keep talking about her sport, her interest, her life, the same woman she knows as her mom now is dressing her up, starting with a white pair of cotton panties, white sport bra, black super tight pants, black tank top, orange belt, orange socks and black shoes.
When Heather wakes up again, she’s got a huge smile on her face because it’s match day and she knows everyone supports her team opposing the visitors. She takes her sunglasses and joins all her teammates on the field ready to play, under thunderous applauses…
The game went swiftly, the Lightning girls were so fast that the other girls saw practically nothing says a journalist and the girls won 26-8. Heather’s mom is so proud of her girl, she shows up with her t-shirt supporting her daughter’s team as Heather poses for local newspapers then with her mom who publishes the pictures after the newspaper saying:
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