SELF-ACEPTANCE

Latex inserts slipped into a cheek pouch, which make the face look fuller. The fattening costume is almost marble - precise , precise , but at the same time very real. It was made of silicone , tailored to his shape , and he shrunk a little under the weight of his age. He reddened his chubby , chubby face and deliberately sprayed his hair with perfumed hairspray. Her artificial calf is also like the body part of a plump, plus -size woman.

Bettina took one last look around the full-length mirror in the large front room before leaving for the blind date. She is terribly curious and excited as to whether it is the hot , super - sexy guy in question , who - presumably - is also used to praising the inner qualities of those women , not all of them n only the bombastic physical features , I wonder how satisfied he will be with the fake, contrived end result that Bettina deliberately set him up for.

Perhaps all this embarrassing frustration can be traced back to her childhood , when she was a snotty little duckling who was forced to listen to her mother's texts a million times a day , according to which :

- My sweet girl! No matter how hard you try , you will never be a beauty queen , just a pathetic lump! - she declared, which ended in heart-wrenching , sad crying , until her worried father came home , and he barely managed to comfort her.

Later , at the age of fourteen , Bettina underwent a drastic , radical physical change. The once adorably chubby face seems to have gradually built in and disappeared behind the tissues of the cheekbones to create something completely amazing with the help of impenetrable genetics. Almost every day , the disgusting - looking , hot, constantly sweaty layer of fat on her constantly floating , fat and loopy belly gradually melted away , and as she began to stretch , her height he is also far from his former vision of himself. And what was even more obvious , it was as if his forgotten courage and self-confidence , which mother always imagined that he could successfully control, destroy and control at the same time, had returned.. By the end of the year , her round breasts also began to develop nicely. There are no more dirty socks or bras with toilet paper , which she lovingly stuffed into her bra just to look more feminine than most of her upperclassmen.

Even now, he remembered the disbelieving, pleasantly surprised expression of his arrogant, mischievous mother , when one fine day she appeared in front of him in a loose , elegant dress and painted like this , although an adult , she is brave.

- My little girl? What do you look like? - the teenager's words also stopped, his grown -up daughter's appearance changed. - Pick up something small and quiet right away kill shot

! - he would have instructed , but now it was Bettina 's turn to stand up for herself.

- I like this! How do I look?! - he asked , turning around with a light, radiant levity , his jealous eyes suspiciously staring at him. - My little girl , if I were you , I would definitely not go out in this dress! - intimately , single-mindedly , while in the depths of her soul she almost simmered with anger that her fat daughter had turned into a dream-beautiful , well- balanced woman who knows very well, what he wants from life , and if it depends on him, he will get it!

Bettina bent down to stroke her kitten, Spotted Cat, and gently instruct her to behave well while they are going on a romantic date :

- My sweet kitty! I can trust you, right, and you won't tear the whole apartment apart for me? - he asked the big - eyed cat , who was staring at him , while Bettina prepared the litter for him and another piece of artificial material water and cat food.

- Wish me luck Folti! - he walked out of the front door with the ease of a gazelle and with a heart of love, which he carefully locked in almost every case. After all, in today's world, you never know who's true intentions are.

"This fat costume is not so bad! Absolutely authentic!" she thought as she hurried down the street in a slightly demonstrative, provocative style , because she hated being late and wanted a good - looking guy to wait for her..

going to say to me?" - he was preoccupied with such questions the whole time he was traveling by subway and then by bus to the meeting place, while keeping an eye on the other people, who might have had mixed reactions. masked her exterior. Most people didn't pay any attention to her. Who the hell cares about another Bridget Jones candidate when society is constantly struggling with overweight problems? There were people who almost immediately started whispering that a How can she , a young woman, neglect her physical features so much? While others began to whistle loudly, somewhat ironically and mockingly.

Bettina didn't pick up on these small or large criticizing, poking comments, but she noted them very well and stored them away in her creative mind so that she would never forget them the next time they happened again.

The location of the date meeting is organized by Andrássy út , one of the renovated , patinated , palace - style placed in the building. Who knows? In this way , they can earn more profit or income.

Somewhat half-heartedly and suspiciously, he followed most of the people who - it seems - were also trying to go on a date. Some ladies and gentlemen , for example , sprayed such a strong , intense , patchouli - smelling perfume on themselves that they created real scent cloud orgies. ükk is happy , as if with this they could immediately achieve the foundation of shaky and rudimentary trust in anyone.

At the door, two burly, chippendale-style, tuxedoed security guards look tense. One could almost feel it on one 's own skin that if one of the two gorilla brains were accidentally angered , it would take eight days to heal. _ he can't swim while sitting. However , as he passed by his eyes in disguise, he smiled with a safe and friendly directness , as if they had known each other for at least a thousand years.

As soon as he entered the spacious, elegantly decorated room , in which the tables were lined up almost next to each other and served by small candle - lit dishes , a romantic atmosphere almost immediately emanated from the very charming , and a handsome man whom she met through one of her online friends. Almost immediately he noticed a bouquet of two roses , which must have been a gesture , which must have been very expensive , if they were so beautifully and artistically on the ferry á lva He can buy whole fortunes.

and closer to the given table, while he felt almost held in check, like a thrashing , orphaned animal in a cage. He saw those sad, pitiful eyes that looked at him almost with pity , or even with disgust. ,,What is this lump doing here, snotty woman? Such a person should not even be allowed into such a fine and elegant environment! "

The very handsome man in a suit stood up politely when their eyes met.

- Wow! You are fantastically beautiful! - the man was surprised , since he had just seen Bettina in her real , true blood for the first time.

- Well... thank you very much! You don't look that bad either... - frustration hit her again and Elis blushed a lot, which she was ashamed of because it made her weak.

- Alas - the man quickly realized - this is yours! - he handed over the beautiful bouquet of roses , just like a real romantic gift.

- Uh... thank you, that's a really nice gesture of yours! - she let out, stumbling, and a pleasant tingle ran through her arms , when a man gently reached her and kissed her on the cheek, then pulled out the chair in front of her like a gentleman. As soon as their arms touched each other in a careless , momentous moment , both of them felt a tingling , pleasant feeling that surrounded them in their power.

- I'm sure you'll think I'm crazy, but I feel like we have a lot in common! - the man began, clearing his throat. It struck him that he was at least as nervous , frustrated and agitated as Bettina , but his well - groomed exterior always hid his feelings.. - You know, I still want to tell you a lot about my life , because I feel like I can trust you! You know , there are people whose aura and personality attract most people like a magnet , entirely just for that reason , because they are good to be part of their community! HE! Forgive me! I forgot! Shall we order some refreshments? What do you want to live? - As if Bettina could have spoken , the man waved down a sauntering waiter and asked for an orange juice each for himself and Bettina.

could not stand the raw, freshly squeezed orange juice , she started to behave calmly and calmly.

- Can I almost be him? - he asked at an unexpected moment , when the man was about to take a big sip of orange juice.

- Sure, go for it! Take it easy! - he began to focus on her. His voice somehow seemed so familiar , but he just could n't tell where he knew it from.

- Why did you want to meet and get to know me?! - he looked into her eyes a little more firmly, seriously, aggressively, and she almost expected an answer.

- Forgive me, but I don't understand how... what do you want to get pierced? - he seemed a little surprised to hear the question.

- OK! Then we will play by the rules of the game! If I give you an almost perfect answer, I expect the same from you! That way we 'll be happy from now on! Then? It can go? - he looked at her strangely , questioningly.

The man seemed to have no idea what Bettina could really be thinking, but he joined the game.

- All right! What exactly do you want to know? - he looked at her curiously.

- When you look at me, what do you see?

- A beautiful , self - confident, confident woman who always knows what she wants and gets it! he stated. There was no side talk about him.

- You see, you see! You're down now! What you really meant was that you're dating me just because

provide semblance of equal opportunity for fat ladies like me!

- Excuse me, but is something wrong? Are you not well? - she looked at him bewildered, and Bettina 's heart began to pound more violently because of his concern.

- Look! I'm sorry if I hurt your ego, you know, most people like me don't like to date and don't show themselves in public! - she constantly watched his reactions and gradually wanted to trust him, yet she was afraid of what would happen if he broke her heart again.

- I 'm sorry if I hurt you with anything! Would you like them to disappear from your life? - the man felt a deep , boyish sadness , and Bettina felt it too , since she had been in similar shoes not so long ago.

- No way! Do not be silly! Please stay... - she stretched out her chubby masked loopy hands and squeezed the man's slightly rough hand tightly. Again , this very good , pleasant tingling , which filled the void in the soul with renewed hopes and euphoric feelings. He felt that he did not want to let go of this hard- earned opportunity and privilege.

- You know what? - he thought once. - How about if we leave this posh place and continue this conversation somewhere quiet instead? the man asked with a smile. There was something reassuring in this smile, which was organically missing from Bettina's entire life until now. The man waited again until he straightened his clothes from his pulled out chair - taking care, of course , to ensure that he did n't accidentally fall down with his previously disguised disguise.

They got into the man's own car. The man even opened the door for Bettina. Plus a red point for Bettina.

- You really are such a chivalrous gentleman! - he thanked as he got into the car.

- It's only natural! Where are you live? - asked.

- Close to Budaörs! - he looked at Lafér on the mother-in-law's seat , and love was burning and smoldering in his soul almost at the same time, yet he was afraid of it.

- I know a shorter way! Of course, only if he suits you! - he looked at her questioningly.

- Of course, take it easy!

The man released the clutch a little faster, which caused the wheel to squeal , but Bettina didn't mind. And he! He felt as if he could spend a fantastic evening with the 007 agent himself. "Perhaps every woman has the right to this fantastically happy and self - forgotten feeling!", she thought while driving the car for miles.

They arrived at Bettina's apartment earlier than expected. Folti the kitten was already meowing impatiently and posted in front of the door , like an obedient guard waiting for the owner.

- My kitty! Did you miss me? - he immediately bent down and stroked his little pet. - This is my boyfriend! What a nice picture , is n't it! - hissed , the cat could understand his words , and then put the little animal down , who walked lazily into the spacious living room , paying no attention to the knight.

- Forgive me, don't act like that! - he excuses me! - But make yourself comfortable! Do you want something...?

- No thank you! This little apartment is fantastic! Very cozy! - he congratulated.

the bedroom with the dexterity of a cat and almost immediately began to torment herself with her throbbing , frantic heart with repeated questions : What if she takes off her fake pregnant belly? and will it be just as sexy , attractive and slim as a woman? " What if a man does n't want to live anymore because it hurts his fragile masculine self - esteem and ego? etc." - in the meantime , he had to get rid of his masking latex pads , because he got very hot and did n't want to catch a cold.

After ten minutes, an exotic , slender woman stood in front of them again.

- What are you doing, you stupid, stupid goose?! he accused himself. - This guy is so awesome! Do n't miss the opportunity! - he said encouragingly to his circle of friends , then he took a huge breath and went out of the bedroom , where a man she studied the countless volumes on the huge bookshelf , saying to herself that her friend must be extraordinarily intelligent and well - read.

- Just listen! - she gently nudged his athletic shoulders before he turned and they were in a line.

- HE! Excuse me, did you happen to see him on the friend? - surprised Jócka , as if his jaw dropped immediately and he could hardly find words.

- Pay attention! We should talk! - he took her strong, rough hands and pulled her to sit on one of the chairs in the living room.

- Look! I was a chubby little girl all my life! It's full of a whole series of mental-physical complexes, and the psychologists would definitely have mow down on me! he began his confession. - At the prom, I was very much in love with a handsome guy , who made a really bad joke because my prom dress was torn, and on top of that, he was showing my panties to everyone like some damn, wining troll! It was terribly humiliating , and I was very hurt! Unfortunately, at the end of my teenage years , the extra kilos melted off me from one day to the next, and I looked like a supermodel that all the guys are dying for! Pay attention! I feel that you are very special to me because you saw me under the pregnant belly and not the very fat girl that I was! I want you to know that it means a lot and I'm sorry if I upset you! - again a nervous tremor ran from her toes to the crown of her head and of course another girlish blush followed , which made Bettina even more beautiful than ever.

, you know , this will get more and more interesting, because at the time I was also wearing similar shoes , it took a long time before I could muster up enough courage to go to the gym , and change some things a little. I think the key word is definitely how and how one accepts oneself! Of course, the outside world is an obstacle in almost every case , but you can get used to it and you can fight it!

Bettina drank in his pleasant words almost greedily and felt that she had fallen irrevocably and forever in love with him.