I closed the door and started walking down the street. The bus stop was three blocks away, an effortless walk for me usually but the task seemed daunting now. After one block I was starting to breath pretty heavily. The weight on my body was immense and made every step difficult. Another block and I was starting to sweat and gasp for air. I could see the bus stop now and I rallied all my energy and waddled to it. When I arrived, my clothes were a mess. My shorts had ridden up on my thighs and my shirt was untucking in areas. I tucked my shirt in and pulled down my shorts.
There was no bench at this bus stop, only a sign post. I grasped it and leaned against it trying to catch my breath. I knew that being this huge was going to be difficult but I didn’t realize that it would be this hard. You might think that I was hating it but that couldn’t have been further from the truth. With every heave of my body that sent a jiggle down it, or every time that a piece of clothing was too tight it felt amazing. In fact, it felt more than amazing, it was arousing. I think I had been hard for a majority of the morning but it was difficult to tell since I couldn’t see my dick without lifting my belly and looking in a mirror. Still, it felt wonderful and I enjoyed every moment of it.
Just then I heard the bus coming up. I heaved myself off the pole and walked over to the bus. I had to climb up three tall steps to get inside which took a lot of effort. The bus was fairly empty but the people that were in it didn’t seem to be surprised by my size. It seemed that whatever had happened to me today had affected everyone else too, they all acted like I had been huge my whole life and it was normal for them. I found and empty pair of seats and sat down. My body took up almost the entire row which was nice since no one could sit next to me and bother me.
The bus drove on and after a few more stops it got to the school. I let everyone who needed to leave get off before me since I knew it would take a little while to get out of the bus. I stood up and waddled down the aisle, my waist brushed up against the chairs as I walked. If I had been a few inches wide I probably would get stuck. Using both handrails, I slowly lowered myself down the stairs before exiting the bus. It was going to be another long walk to get to the center of the school so I paced myself taking short breaks where I barely moved.
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