You've been trying to watch your weight recently, trying to get that perfect beach body for the summer. But lately, you've been gaining weight, noticeably so. Your thighs are thick and tubby as well as your belly, your arms have a little bit of give to them and the only thing that fits you is an old turtleneck and yoga pants. You felt like a pig.

To counter this, you kept a list and wrote down everything you ate and find out the average weight you gain from it. But that mysteriously went missing. You made copies of them, but noticed certain items were being erased. You were starting to get paranoid. You were a lot bigger now, stretching your sweater to its limits.

One day, you were sitting at the kitchen table, trying to figure out what was going on. But then your boyfriend layed out your breakfast and hugged you as you ate whatever he made absent-mindedly.

Jack: "Aww, don't be so harsh on yourself honey, it's not your fault everyone's bodies work differently. Besides, no matter your shape, I'll never stop loving you. Never."

His words were as sweet as whatever you were eating. What were you eating exactly? You looked down and...was that a slice of strawberry cream cake!?

Your boyfriend held up the slice up to your stunned face. The fresh cut strawberries, the soft milky whip cream, the sweet strawberry glaze on the top, the plushy angel cake base. It all was making you drool.

Jack: "What's the matter? Strawberry cream cake has always been irresistible to you right? I made it with an extra cup of sugar just how you like it. I have no doubt you'll be able to fit this down too. C’mon, what's one slice? You've been stressing over this whole 'beach body' fad for a while now. Take a break, have a cheat day."