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She weighed everyday. "60 kg... 61... 62... 63..." Her thighs were fuller and fuller, her breasts pushed more and more her bras. Her butt begged for more room on everything she wore. The seams of her t-shirts were too small for her growing arms. Her belly was round and jiggly. "Is this a "muffintop"? Is this a double-chin? Oh my god... I have cellulite!"