Timelines – Chapter One – Page 20
They waited for nightfall. For quiet. For shadows.
Because sometimes the biggest girl in the world still wants to disappear.
And he didn’t ask for thanks. He just knelt in front of her… Held those Crocs steady… And waited for her swollen feet to slide inside.
It was the tiniest, gentlest humiliation. And yet — it meant freedom. Just enough plastic and dignity to walk out the door.
And oh… Can you imagine needing Crocs that size? The soft slap of every step… The squish of your belly with every movement… Your thighs so thick they waddle with no effort… Needing help just to get shoes on… and still knowing someone wants you like that.
I’d melt into the floor if someone did that for me. And maybe… maybe I wouldn’t get back up.
