Want Some Chips?

CHAPTER TWO

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“Thank you for coming with me to shop Sunset, I really don’t wanna be shopping alone like this…” Rarity murmured softly, her eyes focused down on their shadows, hiding from the sun beating down on their backs. She hated how big it was, compared to Sunset Shimmer’s itty bitty shadow.

Sunset smiled, “No problem Rarity! I’m sure we’ll find something in your size- what is your size anyways?”

She shrugged as they entered the mall. Sunset would simply follow behind Rarity, silent as she noticed a lot of weird looks being directed towards them. The fashionista took a pretty long time choosing her outfits, and by the time Sunset actually looked over to see if she was done, she was off to the dressing room.

Rarity took the one dressing room farthest from the cashier’s and biggest since she wasn’t sure the usual rooms she changed in would suffice.

She slipped out her clothes, leaving her in her lacey bra and panties.

First, a pink dress with long, silky white sleeves. She had been saving up money for it a while, but never got the chance to wear it before.

But as she slipped it on, she realized what a hog she looked like it in.

The dress was meant to go over her knees, but only made it halfway down her thigh. It pressed tightly against her gut , and she could feel seams stretching to allow the fat to breath. Her sleeves go only cover so much of her upper arm, appearing much shorter than they’re meant to be.

She quickly took the dress off, but the damage had been done.

Next was a short, black dress. It was meant to expose alot of skin, but oh when she put it on, she showed much more skin than required. The dress barely covered her gut, and where the back was exposed, her rolls weighed down the zipper and broke it completely.

Rarity threw the dress down over the other.

Soon, she found none of her choices fit, and the ruined dressed began to pile up. Panicking, she looked around for a place to hide them. Noticing there was some space between the mirror and the wall, she shoved the clothes in, making sure they were just far enough in they wouldn’t be noticed at first glance.

Rarity strolled out there as fast as she could without looking suspicious, whistling nervously to herself as she went back to looking for clothes that would fit her much better.

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“Come on Rare’, let’s get you from a size 300 back to a size 3,” Rainbow joked, dragging the larger girl behind her by the wrist.

“But I don’t want to go to the gym…” Rarity whined.

Rarity was hoping for a short jog around town, she didn’t put on her new track suit for nothing. And the public gym certainly was not the fashionista’s favorite place. Every time she went there before, there would always be one or two boys who’d try to flirt with her.

But as her multicolored friend pulled her into the building, the boys did not react the same as usual. Some just made this horrible face and walked the other way, others tried to avoid eye contact but still commented on her weight, and the rest just kept working out, not paying her any attention.

She didn’t know whether to be happy they weren’t flirting with her or to cry at the way they treated her now.

Seeing Rainbow Dash walk off to the weights, Rarity decided to just use a treadmill. That should be easy, right?

Well as she took her first few steps, she realized she was very wrong.

She could feel her body jiggle faster than she managed to waddle on the machine, and sweat already coated her body like a second skin. Panting heavily, she tried turning it down a bit, but her fat little finger pressed both the minus and plus button. And we all know fate favored making her go faster.

She pressed down again, a bit harder. She went from level 5 to 12, forcing her to waddle faster and faster.

Rarity pressed down one last time, getting the button stuck. The numbers went up so fast- 12,13,14,15,16…

She was in a full on sprint, but time seemed to slow down as she stepped on her shoe lace, and flew back into the wall. Everyone looked up, feeling the small earthquake she caused due to her landing.

She looked up and smiled nervously, “Ehehe, oops…”

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Rarity sighed softly as she walked down the sidewalk, looking down at the concrete below her. Today so far had been humiliating, she just needed a cookie, or maybe a piece of cake. As she neared Sugar Cube Corner, an odd feeling of dread washed over her as she saw Flash Sentry through the window.

She wasn’t as filled with as much hate as she should have been, I mean come on, Flash was the person who dumped her. Which caused Rarity’s reaction to binge and eat the feelings away. But still, hate was replaced with fear. The fear he’d make some snarky comment on her weight.

Still, she walked into the little shop, keeping her eyes on the ground.

She felt so anxious and so nervous she didn’t realize she walked right into a certain DJ, who fell onto Flash Sentry in front of her.

He yelped in surprise, spilling his coffee onto his shirt. Grumbling, her turned around to face Rarity, before looking down at Vinyl on her knees. He grabbed her hand and helped her up, but not without glaring at the fashionista. “Why don’t you go watch where you’re going?”

“I-I’m sorry, it was an accident-” Rarity backed away.

He scoffed, “Or were you just too focused on getting food for that stupid gut of yours to pay attention?”

Vinyl frowned as she watched the two yell at eachother, opening her mouth to say something when Pinkie Pie stepped between them.

“Hey, calm down you two! Why don’t we just relax and share some donus~?” Pinkie smiled brightly, holding out a box of glazed donuts, her smile being wiped away when Rarity snatched it from her grasp and stormed out the door. “Uh, Rarity? They’re not just for you…”

But Rarity wasn’t listening as she marched down the sidewalk, stuffing her mouth with the pastries, angry as can be.