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Chapter #4

Kathy the Meek

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"Hello!" The rather timid girl called out as she wheeled in her suitcase, a small smile on her face. Beth sized up the girl as she munched on the second half of a rather large German chocolate bar. She was a tiny little thing, which meant she was definitely a new girl on campus- the tiniest girl at the end of Beth's first year was still about 80 pounds heavier than this tiny thing. She had brown, curly hair that only was tied back into a ponytail, and she wore a rather simple outfit- a modest skirt with a blouse. "My name is Kathy- well, technically it's Katherine, with a K, but that's kinda stupid sounding, so... Yeah." She ended the sentence lamely as Beth managed to finish off the titanic chocolate bar in the few seconds the girl spoke.

Not even bothering to stand up, Beth placed a hand on her slightly filled tummy, let out a belch, and said, "I'm Beth Taft. With a B. I'm two years above you, and so, I get first dibs on room arrangements. And I want, this bed... And I get first dibs on showers in the morning." Kathy's face fell a bit at Beth's apparent rudeness, but she managed to shrug it off quickly enough.

"Alright, then I guess this one's mine? So, if you've been here for two years, you're gonna be able to show me around, right?" Kathy said as she threw her suitcase onto her bed. "And, wait, did you say Taft? That's a pretty-" Kathy began, only for Beth to cut her off, mouth full of a truffle that she had dug up from the basket.

Swallowing hard, Beth grinned. "Yeah, like the president? Probably because I'm his great-great-gre- You know what? I'm his grandaughter. That's a lot easier to say. I'm directly related to one of our past presidents. Pretty awesome, right?" Beth couldn't help but feel validated as she popped another truffle into her mouth.

"Are you serious? That's so cool!" Normally, people didn't freak out this much when Beth told them that, but Kathy was literally bouncing on her bed. "I'm a HUGE history buff, I never even-" She began to ramble, but Beth could only stand so much of this- not to mention she was starting to feel a bit queasy from eating nothing but chocolate.

"Yeah, yeah, it's pretty cool. And I get that you're excited, and all, but we should get to the cafeteria." Beth said as she pushed herself off her bed, her arms trembling slightly from the effort, although Beth didn't notice. After all, as she got fatter, things got harder to do initially, but she always coped with it one way or another.

"But I haven't even unpacked yet-" Kathy began, but Beth was already making her way out the door. "Oh, alright..."

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"Are you seriously only getting that much?" Beth said in a rare instance where her mouth wasn't full, as Kathy sat next to her at the table. "Ith tha' welcomin' buffeth!" She said, not even bothering to squeeze out the second sentence before jamming a roll into her mouth. Swallowing hard, she forked some turkey off her tray before saying, "This is the second or third best day in the cafeteria, so you better try a bit of everything!"

Kathy thought she had done alright- a fried drumstick that was absolutely massive, a modest pile of mashed potatoes, some corn bread, and a slice of cake. Although, that paled in comparison to the spread before Beth. Two trays absolutely loaded with foodstuffs, including a mashed potato mountain that looked similar in scope to the one from Close Encounters of the Third Kind, at least seven rolls (not counting the one Beth just swallowed), and four pieces of various cakes. "Ith okay-mpph- you can just run food for me once I finish this." Beth said, before scooping up a large chunk of her mashed potatoes.

Kathy dug in as well, and although it was some of the most delicious food she had ever eaten, her usual portion sizes weren't quite this vast, and she inevitably faltered about halfway through- and when Beth uttered the line "Are you gonna eat that?" In between bites of cake, Kathy shook her head no and slid the tray over. Moments later, Beth requested, with a belch, that Kathy run up and grab her a new tray, and when she inquired on what foods, Beth just shrugged. And so, taking her new roommate's previous portion sizes into account, Kathy loaded up a tray with heaping piles of various foods that she was pretty sure Beth hadn't grabbed on her first go around. By the time she returned to the table, Beth had already cleared both of her trays, and was stripping the last bit of meat off of Kathy's drumstick. When the tray was placed in front of her, Beth didn't even utter a thank you, just dug right in while sliding her first three trays away.

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"Oh, man, I -urrrp- LOVE the welcome feast. Absolutely love it." The walk back to the room was an exercise in patience, as Beth's previous waddle had gone from a slow pace to an absolute crawl. The bloated beauty had made quite a scene, sending Kathy up to the buffet line four more times before finally admitting reluctant defeat. Kathy, in an attempt to appease her roommate, had gone overboard with every tray, loading them higher and higher until, on the final tray, the walk back to the table was more of a balancing act than it should have been. However, Beth had still managed to lick the tray clean (literally) before standing up with a grunt. The front of her already undersized t-shirt had rolled up firmly beneath her breasts- an act that, in public, would have been deemed indecent, but Kathy noticed several other girls in a very similar predicament, but they didn't seem to be hiding it either.

Falling down onto her bed with a loud thump, Beth let out a series of belches, both hands roaming and pressing over her bloated stomach- and while the girl was by no means small before, it was very obvious that her stomach was quite full, doming over her in a way that natural fat never could. "So, uh... You're related to Taft, that's pretty neat, do you, like, have any of his stuff? Or..." Kathy trailed off as she realized that Beth had passed out, light snores emanating from the gluttonous girl.

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1. There's a knock on the door- R.A. Check-in time!

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2. Kathy unpacks while Beth snoozes, then heads out to explore.

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