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follow Mel in her attempts to go from big, to bigger, to biggest!
This choice: Quite a bit bigger than me! I was already incredibly jealous!  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

Kim the Blimp

    by: Bobo the Hobo Author IconMail Icon
My name is Melanie Carlyle, and I was not the fattest girl you’d probably ever met—my new roommate Kim was.

I know, I know, I started out this whole thing saying that I was, and I’m sure you feel very lied to. But trust me, it isn’t something that I say lightly. My roommate was, hands down, one of the biggest girls I had ever seen; myself included. She was my height, my age, my everything, just… bigger and fatter than I was.

I mean, I should have probably noticed something was amiss when the floor started rattling and my belly started quivering in rhythm to small, mostly-controlled quakes that tremored down the hall. But by the time I realized that someone HUGE was coming my way, it was too late. The door opened to reveal this huge gut peeking out from underneath some poor understaffed t-shirt. The band logo painted across this broad gut was distorted beyond legibility thanks to two meaty melons and a gut that practically rammed the door down. I was so alarmed that I wriggled my way to a seated (mostly) position and watched as this big blimp struggled to fit herself in the doorway.

“A little… huff huff… help?” she whimpered, “I think I’m… think I’m stuck!”

My eyes widened incredulously as I rocked myself to a standing position. Slowly but surely, I found myself on my feet as I waddled over to the doorway to face my new roommate head-on.

She had big blue eyes, framed by thick-rimmed glasses, and a stylish undercut that really served to slim down her face (as much as possible, anyway). Her hands were chubby and her fingers sausage-like as I wrapped my own around them, pulling fruitlessly on her superior swollenness—and then I realized the issue…

Her ass was huge.

Like… stuck in the doorway huge.

After lots of pulling and burning far too many calories, we eventually managed to pry her out of the doorframe. I silently wondered if this was what it was like for other people to see me—just a regular old fat girl. But this girl, she was a blimp.

After we’d gotten her unstuck, the heifer turned to me and said…
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