Rank Me

 Cynthia pressed send on her computer and her picture started the slow process of uploading.  She tapped her long nails impatiently and while she waited for the computer to load she decided to check herself out in the mirror.  


She had always been sexy and she knew that had gone to her head.  As she poised herself in the mirror she reflected on her body.  The best word to describe it was perfecr,  from head to toe there wasn't an extra shred of fat.  Which unfortunately led to one flaw, small boobs.  Though as she reflected at least they had remained and would likely remain perky.  


Finally her computer dinged letting her now her photo was loaded to the website Rank Me.  Rank Me was a social media site meant for people to post pictures of themselves and the audience would rank them in attractiveness.  Mostly it was used for online models to help spread their images though.  


She freezes though when she notices the first ranking, a 70.  She fumes and clicks on the ranking noticing a comment.  


"Face is pretty hot and great boobs but you're a little pudgy for my taste" she read the comment out loud.  


Her hands tremble just the slightest, never before has a word like pudgy been used to describe herself.  Exiting out of the comment section she's surprised to see a completely different photo of herself. 

She stared at the image in shock.  It definitely looked like her but with 30 pounds of weight with most of it going to an impressively large rack but some settling on her stomach. 


Noticing a new comment with the ranking of 60 she grimaced and clicked on it.


"Pudgy is an understatement, she's definitely a fatty" she read.  Clicking back to her photo she's surprised again to see a completely new her.  

 


Her body looked soft all over it.  The fat touching nearly every part. She scowled at herself, like she would ever let herself get that fat. Noticing a new comment she hesitated before clicking on it but she had to know what was being posted.  


"Damn you're a certified whale aren't you" she read and she clicked back to her picture.  Gasping slightly she saw the newest version of the picture.

She was officially obese.  Her hands trembled and tears came to her eyes.  Her hand gripped her thin skinny arms as she tried to hug herself.  Everything seemed to start to go dark as the world faded around herself.


Two hours later

A loud rumbling noise woke Cynthia which she quickly realized was her stomach.  The massive spare tire that was her tummy had woken her again.


"I hear ya" she slapped her tummy playfully as she waddled slowly from her room in the search for food.  She never once thought as she laboursly waddled that maybe she hadn't always looked like this, instead she just hoped there was some left over pizza in the fridge.


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