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Louise, the REAL end of Fatropolis--1

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"Louise!" Bellowed the obese baker, "It's time to chow down."

Louise eagerly ran downstairs to find an army of 12 pop tarts, and a small gourmet cake. Along with orange juice.

Living with Layla, who was now 588 lbs., had its perks, such as eating fancy food for free. But Louise was now well aware of the consequences of having such a kind woman look after a miserable girl.

Louise was brighter, happier, and a tad heavier than before. It had been 10 years, and Louise's black tank top was exposing a small section of her belly. She was a little pudgy, but she wasn't fat. Nor, was she thin. She was around 179 lbs.

"You look so beautiful," Layla said while hugging Louise.

Louise would have been fatter, if she didn't take upon the training of Mike. Louise, somewhat thick, was still amazingly agile, thanks to learning the secret ways of the assassin.

"Woman," Mike grumped out, "She's 29. She isn't a little girl anymore!"

The three of them laughed heartily, as they saw Louise out. She had told them Mike had found her a job. But only the three of them knew.

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"Her name is Irene?"

"Yes'm." the ravaged old man said.

Louise studied the image of this woman. She was 6'7": truly monstrous. She also appeared to be extremely thick, showing off her wealth like that. Her silver hair and cocky, arrogant expression helped her stand on two innocent women.

"Hm...and you want her killed?" Louise asked.

"I only want my girls back. She told me if she could borrow them for another year, things would get better. But she never gave them back..."

"Sounds almost like my mother."

"Oh, that horrendous pile of filth, Felicia! I'm so sorry you were born to her."

"Nevermind that. Anything important about these girls?"

"They were going to Chocolate University, but as you see in the photo, they look like slaves now."

Louise nearly shed a tear, but she consoled the old man. "I'll get your girls back. See you later."

Louise quickly set out for Irene's location.
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"Okay, girls," the vile woman said, "It's time to feed me."

The two girls let out a moan of exasperation.

"Hop to it! Or you'll end up like she did!"

The terrified girls did as commanded. They returned, barely carrying anything their weight could support.

"Come on! They say excercise makes you strong! Look at you, weaklings!"

"But, Ms. Irene!"

Irene pulled out a ray gun from within her ample cleavage, and aimed it at one of them.

"Do you want me to leave you at ZERO pounds?"

The elder girl was crying hysterically.

Meanwhile, Louise, peered through the glass window from the garage. "I hope this works," Louise said, pulling out her ray gun.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------At this point, the faril, sickly girls were to fetch Irene a man from the basement.

"Get moving! I won't be full any longer!" Irene said, trying to gaze at her huge stomach, with her massive mammory glands blocking the view.

The door was shut. And Louise stood in front of Irene.

"Eh? Who the heck are you?"

"I heard you were keeping two young women captive. I need to make sure that it comes to an end."

Irene cacked maliciously. "And HOW are you going to do that?"

Louise pulled out a sleek looking weapon, and charged to Irene. Strangely, Irene, being the monstrous 1211-lb. blob she is, zapped Louise with a ray gun, set to decrease weight, laeving Louise at 101 lbs., but very hungry.

"What's happening? My stomach hurts so badly! So very badly!"

Irene was just about to continue, but Louise threw the object at the gun, shattering it, and since the object pierced through, Irene was clocked in the head.

"Now's my chance," Louise said, as she magically made a horde of food appear. Quickly after, Louise speedily gobbled everything down. She learned to do that from Layla. Louise belched.

"Whew, what a feast." Louise patted her belly, only to find out that she went a little overboard. Louise was now 232 lbs. But there was no time to rest--Irene pulled out a ray gun, again, but Louise, being agile, threw a jaw-shattering kick, after leaping in the air, and basically put Irene's lights out.

Louise looked at Irene. "Hello? Irene?" Louise never knew how strong she was there. It was not until, she was hugged by two small, frail, young women.

"Ugh, what happened to you?" Louise asked.

"Irene was mean to us!"

"I can see that." Louise said while accompanying them home. One of the men Irene kept captive followed Louise to the bakery, but as he hadn't anything to eat, he collapsed, for a while.

He woke up, and saw Mike.

"Hey, eat up."

It was a ham sandwich night, but Layla prepared the dish. After all, she was the cook.

The two girls were also present.

"You think we should start an agency?" Layla asked.

"Um...we already did." Mike said. "I think."

After a month of caretaking, the girls returned to who they used to be--a combined weight of 890 lbs., and both masterful students headed to Chocolate University. The man, who revealed himself to be Gerry, joined them, mainly because he wanted to be with Louise, and her succulent thick body.

"Uh, Louise. I'm taking up cooking."

Louise smirked.

"If you're trying to make me fatter, guess again."

Gerry sighed in defeat.
As usual, in parts. Follow the plump assassin, as she cleanly takes out her prey, and lives a Robin-Hoodish lifestyle.

This comes after "The child."
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