Your Step-Mom Vicky hears the crinkling of snacks downstairs when you're supposed to be on a diet. She comes downstairs to find you sneaking a bag of chips AGAIN! "Wow, you really are something fatso, look at that belly! How can you even be hungry again?" Vicky tells you that you're going to work out with her right now and to get your little fat ass on the ground because you're about to start Step-Mama's boot camp. She makes you try and do multiple different exercises with her and verbally humiliates you the entire time. "It's no use, I could sit here and go on and on with more exercises, but you don't have any interest in getting healthy or losing weight so you know what fatty? I've got something for you instead! Vicky brings out a whole box of unopened Pop-Tarts with 12 inside the Box. She tells you that you better finish every last one of them. "My Step-son's going to at least be good at something, and if it's competitive eating, so be it.