Husky and Hairy (Mini Story)

Kelly wasn't happy. Her employer asked her to relocate to from Florida to Alaska and the pay raise and benefits they offered were too good to say no to. Nevertheless, she was none to pleased to leave the sunshine state and live the coldest place in America. She had also looked into the guys living in the area she was moving into, all husky and hairy, unlike the tanned, smooth muscle boys she was used to.

During her going away party, Kelly's grandmother gave her five hand knit sweaters to take with her. Like always, she had made them big enough to fit a baby hippo. "You'll grow into them." Her grandmother said as if she was a little girl who hadn't hit puberty yet. Ah well, maybe they would have use as a blanket or a snuggie or something.

After finishing her move, Kelly found it hard to adjust to her new surroundings. Back in Florida, she was used to going jogging everyday and regularly taking her dog for walks in the park. The cold weather of her new home made sure she and her pet remained indoors as much as possible. Instead, she just stayed at home eating and watching TV, or going out the various diners and bars the town had. All the while, she never noticed how quickly her waistline was increasing, her body packing on pounds to to insulate itself from the decreased temperatures.  Similarly. with no reason to wear short sleeves of short pants, she had foregone shaving her legs, underarms and groin, with the areas' hair growing thicker than ever before to assist in keeping Kelly warm.

Months later, as Kelly waddled out to get the mail, she was approached by a neighbor she had befriended who asked her if she would like to go see a movie with him later that day. He was as husky and hairy as any other guy she had met since moving here and she was about to shallowly shoot him down when she felt a cold breeze brush against the muffintop hanging out from under her hem of her knitted garment. She quickly glimpsed herself in her car's frozen window and realized that she had grown overly fat in the months since she had moved here, so much so the sweaters her grandmother had given her were now only things that fit her and even they almost too small for her bulging frame. What's more, she had allowed her body hair to grow unshaven and unkempt, with many areas of her flesh close to being fur like. She was now even huskier and almost as hairy as her love struck neighbor. 

Her ego deflated, she accepted his invitation but only if he took her to dinner afterwards.