Burgers and Pizza

Kary stands at your island counter as you grab a frozen pizza and some burger patties. You heat a skillet and grab some buns and put the pizza in the oven. She rattles on about college.

“Looks like the freshman 500 got you,” you joke as you poke her cloth covered breast resting on the countertop.

“Me thinks the man doth protest too much,” Kary eye rolls. “Remember how much smaller I was before I left? You used to help me keep this under control by exercising with me and helping me eat right. The people at school don’t give a fuck about me. They see me as a freak and want to see how big I’ll get before I pop. At some point I just gave up,” she sighs.

You don’t know what to say.