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from cute baby to distressingly plump child.

"We came home," repeated her fat self.

"From where?'

"From wherever things go when they're lost. We found our way home." Her fat
self
sat up, the covers sliding down to reveal pale breasts with brown aureoles,
stretch marks lacing the breasts like rivers of white lightning.

"This isn't your home," said Iris. "Get out of here! Go back where you came
from."

"Don't you understand? That's why we're here." Fat Self held out arms whose
undersides curved like crescents, and, cheeks dimpling eyes squinched shut in
a
delighted smile, hugged Iris. "We love you," she said.

"Leave me alone!" Iris screamed. She punched at the other woman, and her fist
sank into a pillowing, welcoming belly. Fat Self giggled.

The little self was tugging at Iris's nightgown with fingers thin as claws.
"Give me, give me," she said in a thread of voice.

"Give you what!" Iris struggled in the grip of Fat Self, who finally released
her. She turned to look at the little self and saw eyes wide and full of pain.

"More me," said Little Self. It reached out and pinched at her
sit-ups-flattened
stomach. "More," it whispered. "More."

Its pinching was strong. It hurt. Iris slapped its hand away. Its too-wise
eyes
stared at her.

"Get out of here!" Iris yelled. She shoved at both of them. "Get away from
me!"

Each one grabbed one of her wrists and held on. They were both strong. She
tried
to jerk away from them, but they didn't let go or even show a sign of strain.
She thrashed with her legs. All she accomplished was a stirring of the covers.
"Let go of me!"

"We let go of you once. We won't do it again," said Fat Self.

"Eat," said Little Self, and it and Fat Self worked together to get her out of
bed and into the kitchen. Little Self tied her to a chair with clothesline,
and