Empress new clothes

Jane stood in front of the mirror in the dressing room. She was wearing a black sheath dress which was clenching all over her body; especially over her belly which was so compressed that she barely could breathe. Jane scrolled her head as she pulled off the dress, it was too small for her like the other 20 she tried in a row. "How is this?" a high pitched voice came from behind the curtains as Jane was about to get out.

"No, It's too tight" Jane replied as she popped your head from behind the curtains " Do you have a bigger size?". The small brunette girl who was holding several different dresses scrolled her head "No Madam, this is the biggest" she said, "But maybe I have something in the warehouse if you want I can check quickly". Jane declined by putting her trench back on "No, thanks. I'm done for today" and she walked out of the store. She was pissed, how is possible that she wasn't able to find any clothes her size? She was a bit chubby but she wasn't that much chubby she thought as she passed her hand over her belly feeling soft and swollen. Maybe she was, she admitted, but this didn't mean that she couldn't get nice clothes too!

Jane felt the need to pee. She searched for the public toilet of the mall and once reached, she stormed inside the first available. There was nobody waiting outside, how lucky she thought she was as she sat on the toilet after cleaning the seat.

"I hope that fat cow dies horribly" a voice came from the other side of the door "You mean that bitch that made you waste 30 minutes of work without buying anything?" another replied "Yes, precisely! She was so fat that I was concerned about the clothes!" both giggled as Jane recognized the voice of the woman who attended her in the store. Jane shut her mouth even if she was reddening by anger and shame "I was about to tell her that maybe we had some circus tent in the warehouse but I'm afraid it might not be enough" another giggle came from both as you heard them washing her hands and walking out of the bathroom.

Jane was about to cry, as she places her hands over her face. They were right, she was fat but this didn't mean that they were allowed to be so mean with them, even if they weren't aware she was hearing them. She heard the sound of a toilet washing as a small piece of paper slides under the door. Jane saw it popping as she looked around, thinking that maybe she was spied. Once she checked that there was no spyhole there, she bent and grab the paper.

**That was mean. Meet me at Starbucks in 10 minutes.
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There was a red kiss mark over the sign. Jane felt goosebumps all over her skin as the situation was the creepiest thing she ever experienced. She quickly cleaned herself and run out of the bathroom.