Fattitude pt1

Doodle or Die prompt: "She's got an attitude as big as her appetite" -wakkkwakkka
Room: NSFW


WANDA WILKINSON: They're large and in charge- these doughy daughters are racking up weekly grocery bills so big they're draining their poor parents dry. I think it's time for a little tough love. Alright- our first guest today started out as a terrible teen who, get this: demanded extra meals from her mom to stop her from stealing junk food. Here's a pic of her from six years ago at age eighteen when she weighed only a hundred and thirty-seven pounds. She hasn't left the nest since then and it's getting crowded! You'll see why. Please welcome: Shae Lee!

*A defiant Shae Lee saunters in from backstage munching on a slice of pizza. The camera tracks her torso: ill-contained boobs jiggling, panning down to her enormous tattooed gut wobbling with each step. She does a 90 degree turn so the audience can see her wide rear. She smacks her ass with her free hand and her fat ripples from the impact. The audience is booing. Shae Lee eases herself into her chair, winded from the short jaunt.*

SHAE LEE: Shut up. *BLEEP*- y'all jealous. Bitch, sit down. You know you jealous.

WANDA: That's amazing. Can we see that 'before' photo again? Gary, can we get that overlay up? Wow. So you went from a scant 137 and now you're all the way up to what? What do you weigh currently?

SHAE LEE: *BLEEP* if I know. The bathroom scale broke at four hundred 'n' I tol' my momma not to get another one 'cuz that my food money.

WANDA: You sound proud. Well we have a surprise later in the show once we meet all our doughy daughters. I won't spoil anything, but it involves a livestock scale and a spool of measuring tape. We'll get some hard numbers for you later. For now, let's hear what some of our audience members think about your tubby transformation.

GUEST 045: Wanda, I'd like to apologize to your furniture up there. You always get some real porkers on your show. I dunno if the chairs are steel-reinforced or nothin,' but they live a rough life.

*Shae Lee grinds against her seat*

SHAE LEE: *BLEEP*-you. *BLEEP*- these *BLEEP*in' things never had it so damn good. 

GUEST 166: You need to learn to cover up. No one wanna see any of that. Audience, am I right?

*chorus of agreement*

SHAE LEE: Nope. Bitch- you wrong. I look fine as hell. 

GUEST 166: Honey...

SHAE LEE: Your man think I look good. He starin' right now. Girl, you need a tighter leash on that *BLEEP.* And you need to fix that funky-ass weave. C'mon- there's a bald horse shivering out there somewhere.

*chorus of 'oohs.' Shae Lee smiles from ear to ear.*

WANDA: OK. When we come back from break: secret footage of Shae in the green room absolutely attacking some pizza boxes. Then we'll meet her mom. Don't go away!


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