The Revenge of the Fat Girl: Part 6 by M.C. Randi meets her therapist and describes her new life as an Amazon. "I can't tell you just how wonderful it is to see you again Randi, and you look absolutely marvelous! So healthy...and so strong." "Thank you Dr. Thomas," the huge, 18 year-old brunette said as she and her boyfriend sat down in the office of the psychologist that helped change her life,"and I owe it all to you." "First of all Randi it's Shannon, just like in camp (see chapter one), and second, it was you who brought about the changes in yourself; you and nobody else. All that Jody, Ruth and I can take credit for was guiding you in the right direction. It was your work, sweat and tears that made you what you are today; and don't you ever forget that." Shannon then looked over at Steve and smiled," and this handsome young man must be your boyfriend; the one that stuck by you when you weighed over 300 pounds." "Yes," the muscular, six-foot, 245 pound girl answered as she proudly looked over at the smaller (a mere five-feet nine inches and 175 pounds) boy sitting next to her,"this is my little Stevie." "It's a great honor to meet you Steven. Randi told me so many wonderful things about you in our camp last summer." "She did?" he asked surprised. "Like what?" "Like how you stood by her in her worst days. How you were the only friend she had when she was obese. How you stood up to the toughest boy in your school when he and his girlfriend were teasing her - and how you were beaten up for doing so. When Randi had the measles, you came over to her house everyday and did your homework together so she wouldn't fall too far behind the other students..." As Shannon continued to list the virtuous deeds that Steve had done for her over the years, Randi put her powerful right arm around her boyfriend and tugged him close to her. "You Steven have proven yourself time and time again to be a true friend to Randi and - trust me when I say this - such friends are worth more than their weight in gold." After Shannon said this, Randi tugged Steve even closer to her and gave him a passionate kiss. "O.K. you lovebirds, there will be plenty of time for that after our meeting. Right now I'm interested in hearing about what's been happening in your life since your *graduation* from my camp Randi. My interest is both professional as well as personal. I want to hear about how the transformation you made last summer has helped you in your private life and I'd also like to know what, if any, changes you think I should consider making for next summer's session. You Randi are a shining example of the success of my summer program for girls who lack confidence in themselves. Therefore, I'm really interested in hearing your thoughts on this subject. So tell me, what's been happening since the last time I saw you?" "Gee Shannon, so much has happened to me over the past few months that I don't even know where to begin." "Well, why not at the beginning Randi. What happened on your first day back at school?" Randi and Steve looked at each other and started to laugh."You want to hear everything?" Shannon removed her high heeled shoes, leaned back in her chair and put her feet up on the desk. "Yes Randi, I want to hear everything. I have no other appointments today." "Well, I took Jody's advice and went out for the women's basketball team. The tryouts were held on first day of school and guess what? I made the team!" "Wait a minute," Steve interrupted," you didn't just make the team Randi - you completely demolished the returning starting center. You literally drove her to tears." "She was one of the ones that teased me when I was fat," Randi said to Shannon, feeling the need to explain herself. "Afterwards, in the locker room, she apologised to me for her behavior and now she's one of my best friends. I even moved to power forward so she could return as the team's center." Randi paused for a moment, looked at Steve, and then continued. "And then I had a little talk with Shana and the other cheerleaders who had been a thorn in my side for years." "A little talk?" Steve exclaimed,"a little talk? You slapped them all around, then took each one over your knee and gave them the spanking they deserved. Then you grabbed them all by the hair and dragged them through the entire campus to the men's weight room. A little talk?" "Well Stevie, I was talking to them while I did those things (giggles). And then I settled things with Tim Morgan, the bully who beat Steve up." Steve looked over at Shannon and smiled,"by *settled* Randi means she beat him to a pulp. He was the toughest boy in school. Everybody was afraid of him...everybody, that is, except my super girlfriend." Randi and Steve looked at each other and snuggled. "Well Steve," Shannon said,"you seem to be quite proud of what Randi's done. Perhaps you can fill me in on some of the other things she's accomplished since then." "You bet I can! In the past few months this incredible girl has virtually eliminated fighting and bullying in our school; all by herself I might add. She led her basketball team to the city title and won the league's MVP award in the process. And, in a pick-up game against the best male players in school, she kicked their asses." "I had a lot of help there Steve," Randi interjected. "Yes you did, but it was still basically your show. You also won the school's armwrestling championship at Sports Day last week - beating Rick, the defending champion. And you used your weaker left hand to do it." "That's because Rick was left-handed." "Yes, and you're right-handed. Last year he won using his *right* hand. I'll bet you'd have won the regular wrestling event too if you had participated. By-the-way Randi, why didn't you?" "You're right Steve, I would have won it. But I heard that most of the guys were going to drop out if they saw I was entered in the wrestling event. Obviously nobody wanted to get beaten by a girl in front of the whole school. I don't feel it's right to humiliate people with my strength; that's not the reason I became strong. I do admit that the basketball game against the guys was an exception, but they were being very rude to us and I wanted to teach them a lesson. Steve, I became strong to feel good about myself. After all those years of being fat, my self- esteem was near zero. My strength and fighting abilities have given me a tremendous amount of confidence in myself. Now, I feel I can accomplish whatever I set my mind to do." Shannon smiled to herself as she listened to Randi speak. Seven months ago the powerful, confident female that sat before her was a very sad, depressed 310 pound girl who had no friends (except for Steve), completely lacking in self-confidence and with no hope that things would ever get any better. Now, she was a strong, powerful woman - the most dominiant personality in her school and a success at everything she's tried her hand at. Shannon knew that Randi would now be a force to be reckoned with, whatever she did and wherever she went. In short, Randi had become an Amazon. Shannon had, of course, been following the achievements of this remarkable girl very closely. Watching from the sidelines, she took great pride as Randi's stature steadily grew to Amazonian proportions (Shannon was in attendence when Randi led her team to the city basketball championship). Her phenominal successes had vindicated the summer program Shannon had created. Most of the other girls who attended her camp had also changed their lives for the better; but none quite so dramatically as Randi. She was, as her boyfriend Steve said many times, incredible - the perfect example of a woman realizing her true potential. Shannon hoped there would be many more like her. "Well Randi, I'd say that your experience at camp last summer has paid off rather well," Shannon said in a gross understatement,"and what are your plans for the future?" "Next semester I'll be on the track and field team. I'll be doing the shot put, discus and javelin throws." Steve cleared his throat and smiled at Randi. "Oh yes (giggle), I forgot to mention...I'll be on the *men's* track and field team." "Really? Are your distances really good enough for that?" "Randi's already broken the men's school record in the shot put; and her discus and javelin throws are only a few feet away," Steve said proudly."Not bad for a girl with absolutely no formal training. The coach sees her as a diamond in the rough. He said that with proper training, there's no telling what she's capable of. The Olympics are a definiate possibility." "Yes, well we'll have to see about that Steve," Randi said quietly. "I was offered a full athletic scholarship to play basketball for the university next year." "That's wonderful news Randi!" Shannon said, faking surprise. Shannon had known about that for some time now as it was she who first informed the athletic director of the university (her good friend and sorority sister Dr. Susan Watson - see 'The Athletic Director' in the M.C. bookshelf) about Randi and the possibility of considering her for a basketball scholarship. "I'm so proud of you." "So am I," Steve said as he rested his head on Randi's ample breasts while she gently stroked his hair."She's...incredible." Randi and Shannon looked at each other...it was time. "Steve honey, Shannon and I have a private matter to discuss; you know, girl stuff. I don't know how long it will take so why don't you take the car and drive home; I'll get home on my own; O.K?" "Are you sure you don't want me to just wait outside?" "That's all right Steven," Shannon said," I'll drive her home when we're through." As he got up to leave, Shannon shook his hand (he was surprised at the strength of her grip). "It was a great honor meeting you Steven. In you, I know Randi has a true lifelong friend." Shannon escorted him to the door, closed and locked it after he left and then turned around and smiled at massive girl that remained."It looks like things are are working out very well for you Ms. Simpson...in all respects." "Yes, they certainly are Dr. Thomas." Randi was standing up now and removing her outer garments; Shannon was doing the same. When they had both stripped down to just their panties, and rolled their long hair up into buns, they faced each other in the middle of the room: the six foot-245 pound, muscular 18 year-old girl and the five foot-eight inch, 150 pound woman. "We did say seven months, didn't we Randi?" "Yes we did Shannon." "Are you ready?" "I'm as ready as I'll ever be." "O.K. then. But I'm warning you now, I'm not one of those crybaby cheerleaders you slapped around; or even one of those conceited jocks you delighted in beating up so easily." "I'd be very disappointed if you were Shannon," Randi smiled,"very disappointed indeed. I'm ready whenever your are." "Well then Big Girl, let's get it on!" With their arms wide apart, the two dynamic females confronted each other... End of part 6