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Edith slipped between the steel bars with ease, her shapely hips and lean stomach fitting without problems past this minor obstacle, as this barrier wasn't really meant for people as much as for unauthorized vehicles. The toned anarchist was confident she had evaded the cops by then. They were nowhere near in sight, and she was pretty sure they weren't going to search the underground parking before a little while, giving her all the time she needed to slip into the night. With some luck, this was also going to help her get rid of another problem.

*Speaking of her...*

Huffing and puffing, Sarah finally turned the corner and waved at Edith with a relieved smile on her cherubic face. The overfed poser ran slowly toward the escape route, trying her best to follow the girl she perceived as her street savvy activist friend, a one-sided relationship that Edith was beginning to find tiresome to maintain. Sarah thudding steps could be heard all over the parking lot, and would certainly bring the cops there sooner than expected. But she couldn't help herself. She was hauling a barrel sized gut and thighs thicker than most girls hips, and she was trying to run like she wasn't about 100 pounds past that point. Edith couldn't help but snicker at the sight of this huge rounded gut bouncing up and down, oozing out of her hoodie and over the waistband of her shorts.

*And now, the moment of truth...*

Once she finally reached the steel bars, Sarah smiled at Edith and, turning sideways, began to slip between the gap. Or at least, this is what she intended to do before her overfed stomach got caught on the bar, her obese midsection much thicker than the space available. She squirmed and struggled, trying to suck her tummy in and to push herself through, but it was a lost cause, she was simply too fat to fit, and about to get herself tightly wedged in place. «Edith, I...I don't think I can fit through. Please, can you pull me out, I think I am stuck.»

Edith just looked at Sarah with a satisfied grin, before placing both hands on the thick waist of her ''friend'' and pushing her back inside the trap she lay for her. Confused, Sarah simply stood there, her tummy fat pressing against the bars, while Edith stepped back and moved a slender hand over the toned lines of her lean stomach, feeling each abs dance under the skin.

''You thought it was a game, running in the streets with us, right ? It sounded so fun, isn't it ? Well, big news for you Sarah, it's not a game, it's survival. And when the pigs are on your trail, you can't afford to carry dead weight. It might be too late for you to get rid of it, but I am not letting your fat ass slowing me down any longer.'' She cocked a hip and wave at the trapped fatty, gloating the her own little cruel joke, ''Good luck escaping this, butterball.''

And on these words, Edith turned on her heels and vanished, her fit legs carrying her with dashing speed until she vanished, slipping away into the shadows.

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This was redone from an older pic, here for comparison ^^

Description

Edith slipped between the steel bars with ease, her shapely hips and lean stomach fitting without problems past this minor obstacle, as this barrier wasn't really meant for people as much as for unauthorized vehicles. The toned anarchist was confident she had evaded the cops by then. They were nowhere near in sight, and she was pretty sure they weren't going to search the underground parking before a little while, giving her all the time she needed to slip into the night. With some luck, this was also going to help her get rid of another problem.

*Speaking of her...*

Huffing and puffing, Sarah finally turned the corner and waved at Edith with a relieved smile on her cherubic face. The overfed poser ran slowly toward the escape route, trying her best to follow the girl she perceived as her street savvy activist friend, a one-sided relationship that Edith was beginning to find tiresome to maintain. Sarah thudding steps could be heard all over the parking lot, and would certainly bring the cops there sooner than expected. But she couldn't help herself. She was hauling a barrel sized gut and thighs thicker than most girls hips, and she was trying to run like she wasn't about 100 pounds past that point. Edith couldn't help but snicker at the sight of this huge rounded gut bouncing up and down, oozing out of her hoodie and over the waistband of her shorts.

*And now, the moment of truth...*

Once she finally reached the steel bars, Sarah smiled at Edith and, turning sideways, began to slip between the gap. Or at least, this is what she intended to do before her overfed stomach got caught on the bar, her obese midsection much thicker than the space available. She squirmed and struggled, trying to suck her tummy in and to push herself through, but it was a lost cause, she was simply too fat to fit, and about to get herself tightly wedged in place. «Edith, I...I don't think I can fit through. Please, can you pull me out, I think I am stuck.»

Edith just looked at Sarah with a satisfied grin, before placing both hands on the thick waist of her ''friend'' and pushing her back inside the trap she lay for her. Confused, Sarah simply stood there, her tummy fat pressing against the bars, while Edith stepped back and moved a slender hand over the toned lines of her lean stomach, feeling each abs dance under the skin.

''You thought it was a game, running in the streets with us, right ? It sounded so fun, isn't it ? Well, big news for you Sarah, it's not a game, it's survival. And when the pigs are on your trail, you can't afford to carry dead weight. It might be too late for you to get rid of it, but I am not letting your fat ass slowing me down any longer.'' She cocked a hip and wave at the trapped fatty, gloating the her own little cruel joke, ''Good luck escaping this, butterball.''

And on these words, Edith turned on her heels and vanished, her fit legs carrying her with dashing speed until she vanished, slipping away into the shadows.

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This was redone from an older pic, here for comparison ^^