Pound for Pound
*At Jasmine's house...*
"Bob's at it again. He can't resist gazing at me from my window. Better give him a treat," thought Jasmine before heading to the window.
"Here she comes again. She's gonna give me something good. I know it," said Bob with delight. *Jasmine shakes her rump and presses it to the window.*
"That ought to keep him going for a while," thought Jasmine before turning around and opening the window.
"What a gorgeous view. I can never get enough of your body," admitted Bob.
"So cracked glass has you feeling good, huh?" questioned Jasmine.
"What I wouldn't give to be that glass," agreed Bob.
"You're much softer than glass. You probably could handle my size better but I've given you that before," replied Jasmine.
"Hate to break up this vile discussion but which one of you is Jasmine?" asked Stella.
"She is," answered Bob.
"Bring her out here NOW! We need to have a talk with her," ordered Stephanie.
"I'll be out in a second," agreed Jasmine before heading outside.
"What a disgusting sight she makes," muttered Mary.
"We'll deal with her," assured Stephanie quietly.
"So tubby, are you ready to slim down?" asked Stella.
"A diet couldn't even slim me down. What makes you think your devices can?" questioned Jasmine.
"We've been itching for a challenge. You're the only one that supposedly cannot lose weight. We want to be the judge of that with our weapons," replied Stella.
"Fire away," requested Jasmine. *The weapons fire plasma at her but nothing happens.*
"A direct hit and nothing happened. We'll just amp up the power," remarked Stephanie.
"FIRE!" shouted Mary before the three of them attacked again.
"I don't think your devices can do anything to me," concluded Jasmine.
"Nonsense, fatso. We're not yet at full power," protested Stella before she and her friends crank up to full power.
"My body is ready," assured Jasmine before taking the 3 hits.
"What is she made of that prevents even an ounce of fat loss?" questioned Mary angrily.
"A birth defect called Weightosis. Sorry but as long as I have it, you can't do anything to me. The only way I can lose weight is through exercise but why would I want to? Besides, I don't think any of you can lift 125 lb," explained Jasmine.
"We'd never even touch a pink whale like you. You have no dignity at all," muttered Stella.
"What you call dignity I call confidence, which I have plenty of in showing off my curves," retorted Jasmine.
"I may lose my lunch hearing you praise yourself. This town has awful taste in fashion and absolutely no ability to be professional. Let's go," remarked Stella before she and her friends leave.
"Words weren't the only thing that didn't hurt me. I'm just too big," winked Jasmine.