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Renee Young: Never Trust A Skinny Chef

Renee used to almost leap into frame when she first started her cooking show. Her enthusiasm for the food she was about to prepare would burst from the screen of anyone who happened to click onto her Youtube channel. Sure there were trolls who found her ‘annoying’ or ‘fake’, but ever since she’d announced the premiering of her new show, it seemed like the majority of her wrestling audience had followed her over on masse (along with a few thousand new viewers) and found the same bubbly, enthusiastic albeit always professional personality on her new platform. The personality remained, but Renee Young was no longer the kind of person able or willing to leap anywhere. “Mmmph… uhhh.” The mic attached to the static camera picked up the blonde Canadian’s heavy breathing as she slowly waddled into view. For quite a while now, Renee’s belly had entered the frame moment before the rest of her. Consistent overeating had swollen her middle to a drooping blob which arced from below her chest