As the ugly loser Bets fled, leaving the field of battle to them, Cassandra smiled and looked upon her people. "Well, that was the end of that," said Gwen with a cutesy little giggle that got terminated abruptly with a most un-cutesy piggy-sounding snort that was completely unlike her.
The others just stared. There was something different about Gwen proper as well - her face seemed to be fuller, almost... fatter than usual.
"Hey! What are you looking at?" Gwen demanded, but cast an odd look herself toward the other girls, particularly Tiffany, who looked more full-faced than usual as well.
"N-nothing," Tiffany said, starting to feel weird from that scrutiny of Gwen. "So what were we talking about before?"
The others looked to the Club's secretary. "Well, we were discussing plans for the evening," Anastasia replied, feeling oddly insecure. Usually there'd be dates for all of them, but right now... there weren't. For some reason they didn't have any dates tonight, and she, for once, wasn't impatiently wanted to get one for tonight either.
"Well, how about some chips and a movie?" suggested Gwen, folding arms - with some difficulty - over her ample chest. "At my place, perhaps?"
"I don't know..." Anastasia and Tiffany looked toward Cassandra, who usually watched the interactions of her three underlings with a hawk-like alertness. Currently, though, she was busy fidgeting with her pants, and muttering something about "damned shrinkage". Sensing, however, that the others' eyes were upon her, she looked up. "What?" she asked. "Have I busted a seam someplace?"
"No, we were wondering what we going to do tonight," Tiffany said, rubbing her stomach. She was getting hungry. She was going to get a snack soon, whatever else her family doctor said about cutting back on eating!
"What, are you stupid? We'll do the usual - hog-out and see a bunch of movies!" Cassandra said with a snort of her own. "I mean, what else is left for us? Guys?"
The other three girls replied with snorting laughs of their own. The very idea that they, the unofficial "Fat Club" would have any chance of finding a date! Ridiculous!
Stilling snorting and grinning at each other the four fat girls waddled-off...