"I'll show her who needs to watch what she eats!" Sandi thought viciously, as she shoveled another loaded spoonful of mashed potatoes into her mouth. By this time she was barely taking the time to chew, as she furiously plowed through the meal heaped on her lunchroom tray. "I am not letting Quinn show me up this time!"
See in her adversary step up the pace, Quinn turned to where Joey, Jeffy, and Jamie were watching this display of passion and appetite with rapt, if somewhat confused, attention. "Oh dear" she lilted, in patent insincerity, "I seem to be almost out. Would one of you boys like to get me something more to eat? I'd be ever so grateful" she giggled. "That stone-hearted bitch! Can't Sandi see what she's forced us into now?" Quinn thought furiously, behind her assumed mask of gaiety. "Urg, I feel sick, but damned if I'm going to let her show me up!" she finished grimly, even as she ripped off a great hunk of bread with her teeth.
As she leaned forward over her soup (the special of the day - grey with brown bits) Sandi surreptitiously reached under the table in an attempt to loosen the waist band of her slacks. "Perhaps to day was not the best day to have worn my size 00 slacks," she reflected. Then, rallying "But it's all Quinn's fault! She knew they were all ready fashionably tight" and maybe a bit tighter, she scrupulously did not point out to herself.
"Ahhhh.... That's so much better" she sighed, as her formerly concave abdomen surged forward nearly an inch into a tight, bloated curve as she finally succeed in unbuttoning her pants.
"What was that Sandi?" Quinn asked, leaning back from her second plateful of the school's mystery meat special (brown meat with grey sauce). "Damn it, there goes my shirt again" she thought to herself, reflexively trying to tug it back down to the more familiar region of her belly-button. "Shit, it keeps riding up. As much as I hate to admit it, I guess Mom was right about the universal advisedness of crop tops. At least my hip-huggers are low riding...which may not be entirely a good thing" she finished, as she noticed the boys eyeing her increasingly exposed midriff, and the first signs of her panties threatening to peak into view.
And so it went, until eventually...
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