"What the hell, these fit me like yoga pants?" Jessica groaned after managing to cram her fat ass into the sweatpants. Even after seeing just how big she had gotten back there, it was a shock that the pants were barely able to contain her. After all, just that morning she would've had to hold the pants up if she had tried them on. The fit, tight rear and toned legs that previously adorned her frame never would have been able to fill those pants. Now, she was filling the pants a little too well. They clung tightly to her new curves, making every inch of her expansive new ass plainly visible--they might cover her, but they were in no way hiding her.
Now that she wasn't going to be flashing her flabby cheeks at the whole campus, the next problem was actually managing to leave. She knew that if by some miracle she went unseen while escaping to her car, everyone would know about her fat ass anyway--the girls from PE would see to that. Still, she wanted to avoid the immediate humiliation of having to walk by someone and know that they were staring at her, hear them mocking her. That, and she wasn't sure how long the pants would hold out. Tight was an understatement: double extra large didn't seem to be large enough, and the seams were beginning to groan. So Jessica started hurriedly walking towards the campus parking lot. Her steps were awkward at first, she wasn't used to the new weight or the sensation of moving it. Each step reminded her just how fat her ass was, as the whole thing jiggled and shook with even the slightest movement. She was having to sway her hips in an exaggerated fashion just to be able to get her new thunder thighs past each other, and the side to side wiggling of her ass from this combined with the up-down motion of each step made a jiggly mess behind her. It was like someone filled her pants with jell-o, Jessica thought to herself. She quickly cringed at this, though. A jell-o butt. She had just admitted that she had a jell-o butt.
Eventually, Jessica managed to get a rhythm together. She found that rolling her hips made it easiest to walk, even though it made her ass bounce pronouncedly with each step. It was good enough to get her home, though, since before long she was all the way to her car. And, most importantly, she was there without incident. She hadn't seen a single person on the way out.
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