“How could a woman allow herself to get so fat, so fat that she could barely walk?”
The subject of such a romantic love story was lost on Sayoko Mishima as she sucked down her diet smoothie while she sat and watched the movie posters go up. The Mishima corporation was always on the lookout for new and exciting ventures and this production was without a doubt one of their most eye-catching to date. Sayoko, being the eldest daughter of the family, was personally tasked to supervise their mall-wide operations as she had nothing better to do.
But glamorized obesity wasn’t something she could abide by; not as the former queen of the illustrious Nekomi Tech University. Working and slaving away for a wage wasn’t her cup of tea either so minimalist duties such as this were a small price to pay for access to the family fortune. Money and good looks had raised her to that position and she hadn’t the faintest notion of how one could exist without the other.
With one exception.
Belldandy’s presence had always been a thorn at her side, back in the old days. Humble, kind to everyone and with an innate ability to spread happiness wherever she went through almost supernatural means had been something Sayoko had dedicated many years of her life towards uncovering. Belldandy was beautiful for sure, but Sayoko’s mind boggled at the thought of how could she, a lowly commoner without the Mishima pedigree or financial power, have toppled her in the very same year she had appeared.
What was a perfect queen before an even more perfect goddess?
She felt the paper cup crinkle under her fingers as she involuntarily tightened her grip. Times were changing but old grudges were hard to shake. She hadn’t seen or heard anything about Belldandy since they had graduated all those years ago. Rumors from the alumni message boards mentioned that she had gotten married to that Keiichi guy who used to have a crush on her too.
So why was she thinking about her now?
“Excuse me please, but would you like a pamphlet?”
Sayoko waved off the paper being pushed in her direction with a dismissive gesture.
“Nah, I already approved all of those. No one reads these, so it doesn’t really matter what they say.”
She lowered her shades and looked off in another direction. The paper followed her around, so as not to be ignored.
The paper and its pusher were persistent. Sayoko lowered her shades as she gave her smoothie a long and clearly annoyed drag but the shadow at the corner of her vision did not take the hint. Infact, the shadow only grew darker as it circled its way back to her front and eclipsed her form entirely.
“Oh, but so many people worked so hard to write and print these. Not to mention all the trees that had happily given their lives to make something just for you. Won’t you please take even a small look?”
Sayoko knew that voice. That sugary sweetness dripping with genuine concern was unmistakable but the figure standing before her was at least twice as wide as she remembered.
“Belldandy?”
Sayoko took off her shades and allowed the cup she was holding to fall with a noisy clatter. The woman standing before her wasn’t just chubby, but down right fat. Her once modest figure had exploded in all directions and stuck well out past the confines of her modest work outfit. Her long hair framed her well rounded face with a notable double chin. Her large breasts stretched her shirt as her enormous belly hang tried to swallow the edge of her skirt. Thighs almost the same width as her own waist bulged out and touched almost to her knees.
“Y-you are Belldandy, right?”
Belldandy’s eyes immediately lit up with recognition as she carefully placed the basket of tissue pamphlets back in her bag and clasped Sayoko’s slender fingers between her own chubby palms.
“Oh Miss Sayoko, hi there! It’s been so long! How are you?”
“W-what are you doing here?! Better yet, what happened to you?!”
“Well, I was hired by this company to promote this movie and they said I had the perfect figure for it. I was going to work in an office all day, but I really like talking and meeting new people so I asked if I could also help out in the field!”
“B-but your figure!? You used to be so...so...THIN!?”
Belldandy gave her a puzzled look as she glanced over herself. She had to admit she had gotten a little doughy, but it was never a thought which worried her. The goddess smiled warmly in response.
“I guess I am a bit larger than our old college days. Keiichi doesn’t seem to mind so I don’t really mind either. Do you really think I look that different?”
This girl was definitely Belldandy...Belldandy XL Plus even. There was no other girl who could be so dense yet so insightful at the same time.
Sayoko opened her mouth to speak again only to close it just as quickly. A thought formed in the back of her mind as she hastily put the pieces together.
“So, she works for me now....she’s let herself go after marriage...and she’s on her way to becoming an unflattering blob...I might have just found a way to cure my boredom…”
Revenge was such an ugly word, but one which was seared into the forefront of Sayoko’s mind. Now was her chance to get back at the woman who had taken her title away from her and had humiliated her at every turn in the past. Their 10 year college reunion wasn’t too far away and she would make sure that all who saw them would see the comparison like night and day. All would know and remember who the true goddess amongst them was and show how the mighty had fallen.
Sayoko cleared her throat and composed herself before extending her most sincere greetings in return. Temper and pride were her biggest weaknesses in her youth, but age had tempered her into a more cunning, business strategist.
“Why, now that you mention it, it’s probably the light playing a little trick on my eyes. You haven’t really changed at all! Tell you what, since it’s been so long, why don’t we catch up for a bit. This whole project is a part of the Mishima corporation’s business so I’ll find someone to cover you. I know a great cake place just around the corner that I’m sure you’ll love!”
Revenge was going to be the most fattening sweet of them all...