Upon entering the classroom, you looked to see if any of the girls were familiar though presumably fatter. However, not a single one looked familiar. You being the only male presence in the entire facility, you were expecting some heads to turn in your direction, however no one seemed to care or give yourself a second thought.
You take your seat.
Besides you are a pair a heavy girls chatting away. You notice one of the girls' love handles spilling over her skirt. The soft flesh formed a nice ring around her middle, spreading out each time she hunched over. You then shift your gaze to the other girl, in particular her generous display of cleavage. You couldn't decide which was more unusual, the enormity of the girl's tits or her nonchalant display of it. Then again you look around and every girl seemed to be exposing their doughy flesh. Were they all proud of it, indifferent, perhaps oblivious even.
Your concentration is broken by the teacher's entrance.
Formerly math was taught by an older man Mr Ward, yet you have a strong inclination that he won't be teaching here.
"Hello class." spoke a wide woman. "Today will be a quick lesson so try and pay attention."
The woman was rather young maybe 20 even. Like the rest of the girls, she was flawless. Gorgeous facial features, huge breasts perfectly proportional, portruding belly sagging down, thick lumpy legs, and a huge shelf like ass. More conservative she wore a sweater and skirt and a pair of fat filled high heels.
"It appears the teachers aren't as risque as the students" you thought
Upon starting the lesson the teacher then tossed off her sweater leaving her in a flimsy tank top barely covering the whole of her boobs. Her arms free from the confines of any sleeves flopped loosely from her movements. Turning around to write on the board revealed her backside. Rolls of cascading blubber rolled down her back to a clump of butt flesh bulging out from above her skirt.
Despite of all you've seen you still find it incredible that no one seems perturbed by the teacher's long butt crack shaking in front of them.
After gazing upon a mass of feminine flab, class finally ends leaving you bewildered and perplexed, perhaps you should talk to someone.
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