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You see a fat guy in a skintight suit and cover your eyes- you feel fat

added 13 years ago BM O

The next thing you saw was a whale of a man in tight fitting magenta
snowsuit being shoved in front of the picture window by the resort
worker. The fat dude must've been a fan cause he was holding some sort
of camera with a dazzling flash. You cover your eyes. Your arms -
your whole body feels suddenly tired and sluggish.

"Yes!" you hear a familiar voice shout.

You uncover your eyes and blink, you're outside. You look around.
You're outside your hotel room looking in at yourself.

"What? No, fucking way! I can't be that fat bastard!"

"Yes, Mr. Holland, you are - at least for the next two weeks. Hank
Newcomb is paying for the use of your body, and lessons fromm Shaun
White. In exchange, you get free accommodations here at TF Park."

"This isn't what I signed up for," you mutter still trying to grasp
what's going on.

"Perhaps not, but it's the deal you've got. Here's a sweetener, Mr.
Newcomb's been trying to lose weight, and he figures if anyone can
slim down this body it's you. So as an added incentive for you to be
his personal trainer for these two weeks, he'll pay you $100 for each
pound of fat you lose. As of this morning, stark naked your body
weighed 422 lbs. If you can get him down to below 250, you get a
$5000 bonus. Up to the challenge?"

You rub your double chins, and ask, "He's got my body for 14 days,
what condition do I get it back in?"

"Well, if he breaks anything, he pays for all medical, and your
maintenance until you recover. If he kills you, well, you get to keep
his body, and collect the $10 Million life insurance policy that we
have on you for these 2 weeks."

"And if I die?"

"Ah, that would be most unfortunate, if you did, sir."

"I mean, what's to keep him from killing me and keeping my body?"

"Ah, oh management would never allow that - it'd be bad for future
custom."

You glare at the man over your pudgy cheeks, and ask, "Is there a
place to sit down and think nearby? I really need to get off my feet"

"Ah, of course, sir, right this way. Here's the corner bake shop,
would you like a muffin or hot chocolate compliments of the house?"


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