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Name: Abigail
Age: 18
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 180 lbs
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Body Shape: Pear Shaped.
Occupation: Ballet dancer as a passion. Student.
Hobbies: Ballet, Partying,
Family: ?
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It's hard living in the shadow of a child prodigy.
Especially when that shadow belonged to you, and was even larger than the fat ass you let yourself grow into.
When Abby was little, everyone used to tell her how incredible she was.
Dance instructors fought for the privilege of teaching her, and all the other students wanted to be her.
For years and years, the bright eyed girl had been praised and encouraged by her family, her teachers, her friends.
She heard words like;
Destined.
Prodigy.
Natural.
Famous.
and, perhaps most important to the woman she would one day become:
Perfect.
Abby's sense of superiority and the idea that she was naturally perfect gave the young woman an overinflated belief in her own abilities. She stopped
putting in as much effort, but her teachers were still so enamored with her that it took them far too long to realize that she was becoming closer to
adequate after a year or so of growing lax. When the impressionable teen finally hit high school, those natural pretty looks, the bossy attitude, and the
lithe, dancer's physique made her very popular amongst the student body, and thus young Abby was introduced to the world of house parties.
...
She loved them.
More than dancing. More than anything. The formally blonde teen began skipping her weekend dancing courses, her classes, and even her part-time job
at BottomsUp. Abby became rebellious against the doting parents who had always lavished and praised every little thing she ever did, and now had no control
over the stubborn, bossy princess she had matured into. The teen went an entire year without going to one dance class, instead deciding to dye her hair purple
and hang out with the Goth kids to piss her parents off.
It wasn't until junior year that the unbelievable began to occur - she was gaining weight.
Still living in fear of their daughter, Abigail's weak parents suggested that the purple haired teen try her hand at dancing again to see if it could help her lose
some weight. The girl had actually wanted to get back to it eventually, so it seemed like the perfect solution for both parties when the bratty daughter re-applied to the school she had dropped out of.
It wasn't.
Abby's life began caving in around her. She sucked at ballet. She was too big, all of the moves felt wrong, and she felt insecure in her leotard because she felt like everybody was staring at her.
Everybody was staring at her.
The younger, prettier, more slender students poked fun at the shapely Junior and began poking and teasing at her ever expanding hips whenever she accidentally bumped into one of them. It was neither surprising nor creative when they bestowed the name Hips on her. Abigail worked her ass off every class, yet somehow that ass just kept growing, threatening to overtake her leotard entirely. She stopped eating, until she got sick and had to hospitalized for a few days. After that, the purple-haired teen began trying to force herself sick every time she'd eat. Instead, she just ended up gorging late at night when she couldn't sleep. She had nightmares. Where she was absolutely huge, trying to dance gracefully and crushing cities and peoples underfoot; tripping and crashing on all the screaming, sneering people way beneath her. Bottoms Up! fired her - at first the teen had been afraid that it was because she had missed so many shifts, but apparently it was because the red-haired girl didn't like that she had dyed her hair a vibrant color. Some of her close friends stuck around and supported her, but most stopped talking to her after they no longer wanted to fuck her, and she wasn't invited out to parties unless it was to invite one of her hot, goth friends. She failed her Junior year, and had to be held back a year, an 18 year old high school student who wasn't even close to graduating - all of her friends leaving a year before her.
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Abigail keeps dancing, though. And drinking, too.
Her life might sound hectic and chaotic, but she manages to keep up that haughty, princess-like attitude that so enarmoured her parents and teachers when she was younger and prettier.
Now it's just annoying.
A haughty ballerina with a fat Ass
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Disclaimer
-Abby is Prey. If she does pred, it will be ooc and considered non-canon in any capacity. Typically I only pred for friends, and those who I think
look really desirable - so please don't ask repeatedly, especially if I give a flat no the first time.
-She's always going to be played unwilling, and is mostly for grab and gulps, though I am interested in playing and expanding on the BottomsUp setting.
-Her clothes stay on. If you want a Sex scene, talk about it first. If you tear off her pants in the middle of a scene with no warning, I'll end
it then and there.
-Very whisper friendly! But please don't approach in-character or in FIRST PERSON. It weirds me out.
-I prefer Headfirst, and my prefered styles of vore are Oral and Tail. Though I am not against CV or other unconventional types,
just ask about it first.
-Bondage and kidnapping play are also extremely adored.
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