I can't believe he thinks I've gotten fat!! I'm in the gym.. all the time! I'm working out and eating right. My body has never looked or felt more thin and perky. I'm a size six, *maybe* an eight, maximum. And yet he thinks I need a new wardrobe. Of what? Fat girl clothes?

Conceited? In denial? A fat brat? I'll show him. All of these outfits still look great on me. Okay.. maybe I just need to suck in a little bit. Actually, when I sit down, I can barely breathe at all! No. No way. I'm not gaining weight. I haven't. I won't. Even if he wants me to, I won't give in and get fat.

And I'm going to prove that by using these outfits to show off all of my muscly, boney features.

Delusional Fatty Thinks She's Still Fit

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