This choice: Welcome feast is starting soon, better get a move on! • Go Back...Chapter #5Glutting and gorging in the grand hall by: Trampltrum   “Well, I don’t know about you slim, but I could certainly go for more.” Beth sneered, patting her ice-cream filled belly.
“Wow! I love your enthusiasm…but we are kinda out of food.” Lucy delicately informed the insatiable glutton.
“One thing you need to learn about this place…” Beth explained in a mystical tone, “this school never runs out of food…come on.” And with that the obese teen heaved and grunted as she rolled her three hundred pound bulk up and out of her indentation in the couch.
“Awww walking!” Lucy joked as she followed suit.
“Trust me *hic* it will be worth it.” Beth teased as she picked up her purse and key-card before heading for the door, her fat roommate in tow.
The pair were certainly a sight as they waddled down the halls. Beth was one of the fattest girls in her year, and eager to let people know it; hence why she didn’t roll her shirt back down to cover her protruding belly as she waddled past the smaller girls. Lucy caught some stares too; while she was tactful enough to pull her shirt down over her pair of stomach rolls, her boobs, while tastefully covered, shimmied and shook like a pair of water balloons strapped to her chest, drawing the attention of everyone who could draw a line of sight to the massive fun-bags.
“Here we are!” Beth announced triumphantly as the duo reached the massive Buttercombe hall.
“Of course! I totally forgot about the welcome meal! Dur! Silly Lucy!” The mixed race girl ranted in third person, pretending to smack her own head as she remembered the absolute feast that awaited every arrival at Buttercombe each year.
“Well let’s not waste any time, best stuff will go in seconds; I know some real fat bitches who can and will empty the platter of wings before I have had the chance!” Beth encouraged, wrapping her chubby fingers around Lucy’s chunky arm and literally dragging her to the buffet. Not that Lucy needed to be encouraged, she was already feeling the fullness of the ice-cream wearing off and was quite happy in stuffing herself once more.
The buffet was laid out with food of all kinds; sweet and savoury, light and heavy, delicate and rich. There was no need to wait until you had finished your savouries first, one could eat nothing but sweets if they wished, it was all laid out for the student’s discretion and preferences. Beth took plates full of carbs, anything rich and fattening was dumped onto her plate as she tried to stop herself drooling with the sight of such a bounty. Lucy went for more sweet foods, lifting several slices of cake onto her plate to join a jelly that wobbled and jostled like her own chest, before an ocean of whole-cream was slathered over both.
Unfortunately the prime seating arrangements had already been filled, the front seats all occupied by the eldest and fattest girls. Rachel Elvers had picked out the single closest seat, allowing Buttercombe’s most blissful fatty to expend as little effort as possible when gathering a refill. The infamous Brat Pack had carved out their own territory nearby; scaring off any newbies from coming near the front, save for a pair of freshmen who were so large that Beth swore the pair were only a few pounds lighter than she was.
Finding an unoccupied table, the blubbery pair parked their fat butts down and began their gorging session.
Both ate like ravenous hyenas; stripping meat clean from bones and almost licking plates back to their fresh white color as they tried to fill their bellies. Neither asked why the other was so keen to stuff themselves, despite both clearly having a weight problem, they just had a silent agreement that both needed to eat and wanted to be left alone doing it. Several times both bloated babes rose to re-fill their trays, each time returning with a slightly different spread to the last, always eager to try new flavors and tastes; until finally both had had their fill.
“*Urp* Oh man that was gooood.” Lucy purred in her Californian drawl, hands rubbing her distended chocolate-colored stomach.
“You’re *hic* telling me.” Beth replied, her own hands roving her under-pressure belly.
“What are you *urp* talking about? I can see you still have room.” Lucy noted as she watched Beths hands sink into her belly.
“Naaaah, fuuuuull.” Beth moaned deliriously.
“Uh uh *urp*, no you’re not.” The dark-skinned girl replied, “Nobody goes hungry on my wa*urp*watch.” And with a pained grunt, Lucy heaved herself up, hand cradling her belly in-case it ruptured (it sure was full enough to) and began to toddle off towards the buffet again, returning with several slices from a massive multiple layered chocolate cake.
Beth wearily raised an eyebrow at it, she sure felt stuffed as a tick…but oh god it looked so good. As the tray was held virtually under her nose, Beth picked up one of the slices in her chubby digits, it was so heavy and rich, it felt like it would just melt right in her hands. Opening her mouth wide, Beth took a slow bite out of the confection, chewing methodically as Lucy placed the tray back in front of Beth.
It took the auburn-haired girl quite a while to get through the confection. Each swallow could almost be felt hitting the turgid mound of food in her stomach, filling her up to the very brim. And just as she finished swallowing the last of it, Beth looked down to see there were still several more slices. They went down even more slowly, each chew feeling like it could break her aching jaw, but oh god did it feel so good and taste so delicious.
Finally, the fatty had hit her limit; breathing like a woman in labor, Beth sat staring up at the ceiling, clutching her rock-hard stomach gingerly.
“There we *urp* go!” Lucy commented, staring at the groaning mass on Beth’s lap, “NOW you re full.”
“What…oooooh…about…you?” Beth breathed, not actually concerned with Lucy, just wondering why she was not stuffing herself.
“Duh! I was just being polite…now it’s my turn.” And with a wink, the Afro-Japanese girl leaned over and snatched the two remaining slices, one in each hand, and began to take alternate bites as she slowly began to reach the same state as her roommate.
***
It was a while before both tunny teens regained full consciousness, but when they did neither wished to go back for food just yet, their bellies still looked and felt like balloons on the edge of bursting. As the pair simply breathed carefully, there was a suddenly wave of silence over the hall as the headteacher, Ms Polluck, took to the stage at the end of the room.
"Welcome students new and old!" the chunky blonde woman greeted, dressed in her butter-yellow dress that looked one good meal away from losing a button. "I am here to welcome you all to Buttercombe Academy for Growing Girls!"
"Yeah...yeah...*urp*..heard this...before." Beth chuckled as Ms Polluck rattled on about worknig hard, perseverance before finally moving on to the changes this year, including the new teachers.
"Now, our final new teacher this year is Ms Jennifer Walker." The head gestured to a thin brown-haired woman in a chair at the back of the stage, who gave a friendly wave to the audience. "She will be replacing Ms Wu as the teacher of First and Second year Culinary Arts classes, who sadly left the school last year to pursue her career elsewhere."
"Awwww." Lucy moaned quietly. "I liked Ms Wu..." Lucy huffed as she remembered her previous teacher of Culinary Arts. Ms Wu had been an enormously obese woman that had been very friendly and supportive of the girls under her care. Unfortunately her leaving Buttercombe had something to do with an incident Lucy witnessed in class late last year; the near six-hundred pound woman had shattered her reinforced office chair, sending her straight to the floor. It had taken the rest of the lesson, and some of the schools strongest staff members to get her upright again. It was quite likely that Ms Wu had simply left Buttercombe to try and drop some of the incredible volume of weight she had put on in her time teaching at the school. Lucy may not have realized as it was her first year, but Ms Wu was not always the heavyweight hippo the brunette remembered.
"Oh boo hoo." Beth snorted, "as long as she can teach you to cook then nothing wrong with the new gal..."
Lucy blushed a little, she didn't want to tell her new roommate that she had kinda had a crush on the obese previous Culinary Arts teacher.
"One last thing..." Ms Polluck spoke again, "There has been a new branch of the academy introduced called the Student Special Services, run by Ms Underwood, it is for anyone who feels they cannot cope physically with some aspects of school life, nobody should feel outcast here due to disability, injury or weight. If you wish to talk to someone about this Ms Underwood is always in her office at reasonable hours and is willing to hear out your problems. With that I say welcome to Buttercombe Academy!" And with that, the heavyweight head turned and waddled down from the stage, followed by the parade of new teachers.
"Alright, I dunno about you...but I feel like round two." Beth chuckled.
"Haha! You are a girl after my own heart!" Lucy replied as the pair began to heave themselves up to grab what was left of the buffet.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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