You didn’t see hide nor hair of Mildred after homeroom, which you considered something of a huge blessing. After your second class, however, you could hear the laughing down the hall. You peeked your head around the corner and caught Barbie Katchedorian and her posse hazing the disgusting new girl. Mildred was being pinned to the ground with Barbie stepping on her head.
“No way in FUCK are we letting a gross slob like you get away with ruining our academy’s reputation,” Barbie said, grinding the sole of her shoe into Mildred’s hair, “Don’t you know about Nathan Akamura Private Academy’s hygienic regulations? One of them is taking a shower every morning so that you don’t smell like shit and saltpeter!”
“B-but I did take a shower!” Mildred retorted, “I just have a sweat gland problem!”
“Like we’d believe that!” one of Barbie’s clones chided.
“Yeah, who’d believe that coming from you?” the other one chimed.
“Another regulation,” Barbie continued, “all female students are required to wear a bra. You can see your gross nips through your shirt, you fat cow!”
“Mmm, call me that again,” Mildred moaned, “Tell me I’m a fat disgusting co-OW!” Barbie pressed down on her head harder.
“Quiet, bitch!” Barbie shouted, “Either you make an effort to keep yourself clean and hygienic, or I will personally see to it that the academy headmaster expels you for indecency. Got it, bitch?”
“Yeah, got it?” the cronies parroted.
“Actually, I got a better idea,” Mildred said as she suddenly found the strength to stand up. Barbie was flung backwards onto the floor and stared at her in shock. “How about I introduce you to the liberating feeling of being a gross slob girl?”
“What?! The fuck?!” Barbie sputtered as Mildred suddenly sat on her face. Her muffled panicked protests were suddenly silenced by an intense blast of flatulence that shook the walls of the halls. You reflexively covered your nose and mouth and recoiled at the atrocious stink. Barbie’s cronies ran away, coughing and sputtering all the way. When Mildred finally finished, she stood up and simply walked away with a self satisfied grin. That was certainly intense.
Your eyes were glued to Barbie as she picked herself up from the ground. Her eyes had glazed over and she was frothing at the mouth like a zombie. You watched helplessly as her lithe supermodel body rapidly swelled up with hundreds of pounds of flabby fat. Her uniform was torn to shreds and her bra snapped apart, leaving her in only her socks, shoes, and horribly stretched out underwear. Her senses snapped back to reality as she realized what had happened to her. She was so terrified that all that could come out of her mouth was a strangled gargle. Her bowels suddenly turned on her as she suddenly filled her panties with a huge log of feces, making it look like she’d stuffed a lumpy bowling ball down there.
Then, a dopey grin spread across her face and she started picking her nose. She giggled like an idiot as she waddled aimlessly away, leaving a trail of odors behind her.
You vomited.