The Truth - "The hind-end, a big butt and thunder thighs are the family curse."

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"The hind-end, a big butt and thunder thighs are the family curse," Rozalia chuckled.

Of course it was a bit of an exaggeration. Sure, she, her mother, and all her sisters were gifted with big booties and thick thighs, but they were the kind men drooled over, not the dowdy thunder thighs she had referenced.

But as she said the words her few excess pounds shifted ever so slightly, settling lower in her butt and thighs, and softened so that every slight movement sent them quivering like jelly. At her current weight, it would be more for men to gawk at, but with a few more pounds...

"Are we done here?" Rozalia asked. "For some reason I am absolutely famished."

"Getting into character already?" Drake laughed. "Yeah I think we're about done. Shooting starts bright and early tomorrow, I can't wait to get you into the suit!"

Rozalia smiled and sauntered out of the office, the jiggle of her booty visible through her skin-tight dress pants. Male members of the crew practically froze in place when they saw her, their jaws dropping at the goddess walking down the hall.

Gene, of course, was much more professional.

"How was your first day on set?" he asked as he ushered her into the back seat..

"Fabulous, the director seems to really know what he's doing." Rozalia smiled, pulling out her cell phone and began browsing.

"That's great to hear," Gene smiled. "Should I take you back to the apartment the studio rented for you?"

"Actually, would you mind stopping at the grocery store first? I want to grab some supplies first."

Gene pulled into the parking lot of a grocery store near Rozalia's new apartment. As she got out of the car, he handed her an oversized old sweatshirt.

"Here, so you don't get recognized."

Rozalia beamed widely. He truly was full service...

Pulling on the soft, well-worn sweatshirt, she pulled the hood up and hurried into the store. She grabbed her usual healthy staples -- kale, beans, rice, and tofu. But she also made her usual detour down the cookie aisle for her guilty pleasures. Before her changes, Rozalia would grab a box of Oreos that would last her a month. Today, however, was different.

She grabbed a box of Oreos and put it in her cart. Then a second.

"Ooh, can't forget Double-Stuf," she smiled, grabbing a third. "Oh and what's birthday cake?"

By the time she reached the checkout, she had 6 boxes of Oreos in her cart. Gene noticed as much when she returned to the car.

"Wow, I love a girl who knows how to eat," he laughed as he put the bags in the back for her.

Rozalia blushed. "Yeah, well, I have no self-control when it comes to cookies," she admitted, altering her diet further. "Actually, would you mind handing me one of those boxes to eat in the car?"

"Of course," he said, grabbing the box of Double Stufs and handing them to her. "But you know if you're really hungry, I know a great little deli around here. It's not Allen's, but it's not bad."

Rozalia's stomach rumbled at the thought of some good deli, as she popped the first cookie in her mouth.

Rozalia declines for now, and instead goes home to binge on Oreos.
Rozalia agrees and loves it, joking that she'll eat there every day while she's in LA.
When the owner asks Rozalia her order, she makes up an incredibly unhealthy sandwich and jokingly says it's her usual.
Rozalia devours the sandwich, joking that she won't be able to fit into any of her outfits tomorrow.
Something else.
Something else.

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