"Sardine where have you been?" Mother came frantically running into my room,
"Nowhere," I replied as I tried on my new striped pyjamas which were loaned to me by the Jews.
Immediately I noticed that the vertical stripes made me look skinnier than usual, so that's probably why the Jews all looked so thin and malnourished. As we all know, horizontal stripes do us NO favours, right ladies?
I was all set to make my way into the camp and to return when and ONLY when I am the thiccest bitch on this side of the iron curtain.
On my walk through the forest to get to the camp I noticed what a lovely day it was, I would even go as far as to say it was almost a shame that my father was gassing those innocent children just over the fence. Almost.
Approaching the fence, I noticed some of the Ratzi's mending the hole I had made earlier. I unbuttoned the pyjamas to show just the right amount of décolletage,
"Hey boys, I'm not a Jew is it alright if I just-" I pushed through them and, with my pocket knife, undid all the work they had done in order to secure the gap again. Finally, I was in the camp again, ready to start training for being a thicc bitch. The guards stood open mouthed, "what?" I grimaced before skipping off.
"Milky!" I shouted, "Libby!" I added, "Lola? Rachael?!" I shouted, nothing. I continued to walk until I reached a little hut and could hear crying inside. I entered and there they were, the thicc Jews. All surrounding Milky who was sobbing. "Oh god what happened?" I asked checking my nails,
"The ratzi's, they tortured and executed Milky's sister, Ellie." Said Rachael
"Anyway so when are we going to start getting thicc?" I saw the angry look on all their faces and I knew I had offended them, "not that you aren't already thicc" I laughed nervously.
A couple of hours went by and I had been in pain from squatting with Libby and Lola as Rachael comforted Milky over her sister's torture and subsequent demise,
"Oh god nobody has ever suffered as much as me right now," I complained about the burning sensation in my thighs.
"We've been thinking." Libby said,
"Good for you guys," I smiled as I did my warm down stretches.
"There's more to it than that," said Rachael
"No honestly I'm interested I just," I said as I checked my compact mirror and corrected my eyeliner, "I've just really got more important things to worry about."
"Were only going to carry on helping you if you help us," Lola spoke, it was really brave of her to just be ok with the way she looked and that's all I'll say about her appearance.
"I'm flattered, honestly, but I'm straight." I replied, patting her on the back then pulling my hand quickly away as I realised it probably turned her on.
"No, we want help getting out of here. If we get you skinny thicc, you have to help us escape," Libby propositioned.
"What's in it for me?" I raised an eyebrow
"We literally just told you" said Milky
"Oh right no yeh yeh yeh" I said.
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The Girls in the Striped Negligees
Chick-LitSardine Baxter was an Aryan beauty, fair golden locks and eyes of emerald green, some would say she was perfect. Her father was a general in the army making her very rich, she seemed to have everything going for her. That was until they had to move...
