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Sabrina's sexuality was a complicated topic, to say the least. To her parents and their siblings, she usually described herself as bisexual for the sake of simplicity. With her friends and cousins, pansexual was the preferred term. Sabrina's grandparents simply knew her as a straight girl who never seemed to be able to find a boyfriend. Online, she was a member of several communities of weight gain enthusiasts and fat admirers, and had even anonymously shared spare bits of her fat-related artwork here and there. In those circles, gender and orientation were nearly irrelevant—your fetishes alone basically defined your sexuality.

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Bare feet on the cold, tile floor of a high school locker room—now that was a nostalgic sensation. The memories associated with the feeling may have been largely negative, but the whole situation held a warm familiarity nonetheless. Last time Vicki had set foot on a floor like this, it had been as an embarrassingly fat high-school student forced to take her clothes off in front of skinnier, prettier peers. Since then, a lot had changed, but the tiles were still cold, and she was still embarrassingly overweight. Heather finally broke the silence, shouting at her friends so that they could hear each other over the walls of their

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Heather's mouth was completely full of greasy bread and cheese, but she tried to speak regardless. "I wike youw new haiww cowwow." Sabrina looked up. "Huh?" Heather swallowed, then repeated herself. "I said, I like your new hair color." "Oh! Aw. Thanks, Heath." The sudden sweetness made Sabrina felt bad for staring at Heather's body so intently while she ate. Indeed, the student art teacher had unexpectedly come in today with her hair totally lightened. The blue-green streak was gone, and so was the dark black. Now, she was sporting a lovely ombré: the brown hair atop her head transitioned into a beautif

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Mobility is Overrated

I'll be the first to admit that I was having a very hard time following Kylie into the clearing. If this counted as hiking, I suddenly understood why nobody did it anymore. Of course, the people who once made hobbies out of this led vastly different lives than myself or Kylie, but it was hard to imagine how strong a person would have to be to accomplish something like this and even remotely enjoy it. Both of us were wheezing and sweating harder than we had in our entire lives. From up ahead, my friend called out to me, barking that I needed to catch up. I asked her to slow down, but she wouldn't. "No more delays, and no more bre

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Fattened Faculty (Chapter 10)

Blueberry sounds good, but you just ate a blueberry pack this morning. You haven't had cherry in a while... As Vicki slouched there, gaping at the vending machine, the pros and cons of each filling raced through her mind. If she'd had more choices, she probably wouldn't have picked a fruit flavor anyway. She was in much more of a cinnamon mood, but the machine in Amanda's classroom didn't carry anything along those lines. Ultimately, the student-teacher supposed it didn't really matter. She had one of those infinite-credit vending machine cards, so grabbing a pack of each wouldn't be any extra burden on her wallet. The only thin

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Fattened Faculty (Chapter 9, Part 2)

The rest of that morning was awkward for everyone involved. Immediately after the incident, Jordan could think of nothing else to do except to sit in his empty classroom, sulking and stress-eating as he struggled to come up with a way to save face. It usually wasn't this difficult to conceal his sexual preferences; he had successfully hidden his fetish from every one of his girlfriends in the past, but this one seemed uniquely capable of coaxing it out from the shadows. He often thought about trying to explain himself, but just as he'd been with all of his exes, he always ended up too timid to broach the subject with Amanda once and

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It'd been a couple of weeks since Amanda and Leah's dressing room discussion on the mysteries of Jordan's sexuality, and in that time, Amanda had proven herself to be an awful investigator. Their coworkers' jokes and Jordan's strange gestures only grew more frequent, but Amanda was far too easily distracted to maintain suspicion long enough to actually confront her boyfriend about the issue. Perhaps that was because—in reality—Amanda been conditioned to be distracted that way, and it was especially difficult not to submit to that mentality when it was constantly being catered to by her workplace. In a store, with no food aroun

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Fattened Faculty (Chapter 8)

God, she is so fat. The art teacher was wearing tight clothes today, which made for a fantastic view of her bulked-out form. Various fat-parts of Ms. Anna Russo's body were practically fluttering as she stood there, drawing an impressively realistic face on the chalkboard as quickly as she could. She was finishing up a demonstration on the proportions of the human head, and now that the details were being filled in, the motions she made with her chalk were becoming faster and more dramatic. Each wrinkle or eyelash on the picture required staccato flicking motions that sent Anna's arm-handles swinging in that respective direction, and

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Mobility is Overrated

I'll be the first to admit that I was having a very hard time following Kylie into the clearing. If this counted as hiking, I suddenly understood why nobody did it anymore. Of course, the people who once made hobbies out of this led vastly different lives than myself or Kylie, but it was hard to imagine how strong a person would have to be to accomplish something like this and even remotely enjoy it. Both of us were wheezing and sweating harder than we had in our entire lives. From up ahead, my friend called out to me, barking that I needed to catch up. I asked her to slow down, but she wouldn't. "No more delays, and no more bre

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I'll have to start from the beginning, back when Harper and I were just children. Her family lived next-door to my grandparents, which is very fortunate in hindsight. Had she not lived exactly where she lived, I likely never would have met her, which is a scary thought considering how important a part she's played in my life just recently. Back then, though, she was only a minor character in the narrative of my existence. My grandmother, a socialite despite her old age, would often have Harper's mother over for coffee in the mornings while they were both out working in their respective gardens, or over for lunch on some of the more q

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Professor Murphy was quick to inform us that, due to the fact that there were more students this semester than there were cooking stations, we were to work in groups for the entirety of this baking course. We got to choose our partners at the end of his introduction. I didn't know anyone, so I got stuck with Ashley. We introduced ourselves. I was a culinary arts major starting my first year at that college. Ashley was a Liberal Arts major with little to no actual interest in cooking. Immediately, it was clear to both of us which partner was going to be putting in more work this semester. As we spoke, she opted out of looking at me and

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Susie Lynn was a sweet girl. Everybody knew her. Since the town was so small, there was only one bakery within a few miles of the neighborhood, and Susie was the baker's daughter. If you stopped there, you'd surely see her in the shop, munching on cookies or helping in little ways throughout the kitchen. No matter who you were, little Susie Lynn would flash you a smile and tell you hello. If you were a kid (and her father wasn't looking), sometimes she'd sneak you a cookie. As a toddler, Susie was nothing short of adorable. By the time she could speak, she was greeting every patron with a rosy-cheeked "Hi," and tried to learn the nam

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Little Pig

Poor girl. Where'd that bikini body go? As you prepare for another summer vacation, trying on all your old swimwear, isn't it sad to see that none of it fits quite like it used to? High school was great. Lots of boys liked you. You were thin, but your boobs had grown in a bit early, and that full chest was like catnip for horny teens. Other girls were jealous of your slender, busty form, your tight ass and your thigh gap. Back then, a fit body translated to a lot of power among your peers; power which, I'm sorry to say, is no longer yours. Look at you! Look what college has done to your figure! The freshman fifte

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Fattened Faculty (Chapter 14) by ChubbaDubDub, literature

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Fattened Faculty (Chapter 14)

Sabrina's sexuality was a complicated topic, to say the least. To her parents and their siblings, she usually described herself as bisexual for the sake of simplicity. With her friends and cousins, pansexual was the preferred term. Sabrina's grandparents simply knew her as a straight girl who never seemed to be able to find a boyfriend. Online, she was a member of several communities of weight gain enthusiasts and fat admirers, and had even anonymously shared spare bits of her fat-related artwork here and there. In those circles, gender and orientation were nearly irrelevant—your fetishes alone basically defined your sexuality.

Fattened Faculty (Chapter 1) by ChubbaDubDub, literature

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Fattened Faculty (Chapter 1)

"She looks pregnant," one student whispered. "Have you seen the way her belly sticks out?" "No she doesn't!" Another student piped up. "You're so mean. She doesn't look pregnant." "She will soon if she doesn't already," a third one chimed in. "Look at the way she's eating." Ms. Amanda Harris—the teacher in question—was currently parked behind her desk, popping bon-bons into her mouth and drumming her fingers as the slower students finished up their tests. To say she looked pregnant these days wasn't much of an exaggeration whatsoever. Her round belly pushed outward across her lap, heaving complacently as she fil

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Fattened Faculty (Chapter 2)

As they approached the school in Jordan's car, Amanda tried to talk herself out of feeling so self-conscious. The dress she'd chosen only fit her well in a few spots. Her belly and her ass were not two of those places. Jordan had complimented her appearance quite a bit already, but she still couldn't help noticing that he was staring at her belly at every red light along the way. Regardless of how many times she sucked in or readjusted, it kept spreading back out over her lap like a warm sack of pudding beneath her floral dress, swallowing up the bottom strap of her seatbelt in its ravenous path. After the embarrassment of letting him see

Fattened Faculty (Chapter 3) by ChubbaDubDub, literature

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Fattened Faculty (Chapter 3)

Amanda Harris watched complacently as a subtly chunky pair of janitors heaved the second desk into place at the back of the classroom across from her own. She'd been instructed to come in early so that she could help prepare for the arrival of her new student teacher, but the custodial team hardly seemed to need much help. Sure, she would've assisted if they'd asked her, but since they hadn't, she felt relatively comfortably sitting on her ass and eating from the box of donuts she'd picked up at the main office that morning instead. "Can I take more than one?" Amanda had asked Jenny at the front desk. "For, uh... the students, of cou

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Already? Vicki was troubled by the pressing fullness of her own belly. Each step down the hall unsettled it a little more, rustling the uncomfortable cocktail of donuts, coffee and various breakfast foods that was responsible for its visible distention. She had to slow down, lest she end up like... well... Everyone else. Seriously. It was everyone. Sure, the freshmen from period one didn't exactly radiate health, but most of them weren't quite fat. The juniors from her last class, though? Vicki had never seen so much human body mass in one room. Some were much bigger than others, but surely none of them were thin enough to

Fattened Faculty (Chapter 5) by ChubbaDubDub, literature

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The numbers Amanda was rattling off from her perch at the front of the room were making less and less sense to Vicki as the day wore on. Every integer and operation blurred into the next, forming a wall of white noise that was almost completely uninterpretable in a mathematical sense. If Vicki was supposed to be following along with the lesson, being stuffed to the point where she was green in the face and stifling painful hiccups probably wasn't the way to do it. During the previous class, she'd finally managed to stop eating, but to attribute this to willpower would've been giving her far too much credit. Vicki had simply reached a poin

Fattened Faculty (Chapter 6) by ChubbaDubDub, literature

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Fattened Faculty (Chapter 6)

Laura Holmes looked at her watch and grinned. "If she doesn't show up within fifteen minutes, we're allowed to leave." "That's not true," Sasha Burnett muttered from the next seat over. "Yes it is! It's the law!" Laura was lying. "And like, we're pretty close. It's 8:04 already." The myth was a popular one among freshmen who still didn't fully understand how high school was supposed to work. Of course, it had no merit; leaving class early would've earned them a detention regardless of their teacher's presence. "Has she ever been this late for class before?" Karen Cho looked up from her phone to answer. "Not as far

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Fattened Faculty (Chapter 7)

Amanda quickly spotted Leah Benson in the corner of the food court. Even from behind, her red hair and overall size made her easily recognizable; she stuck out quite plainly against the more modestly proportioned bodies that made up the rest of the Friday afternoon lunch rush. Amanda, still working on a greasy pretzel-dog she'd purchased from a stand by the entrance, managed to resist the other vendors' temptations as she made her way over to her friend's seat. "Leah!" Amanda blurted out. "Are you ready?" Leah looked up from her phone and jumped, not expecting so much belly to have appeared over the remains of her lunch. Her eye

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Fattened Faculty (Chapter 8)

God, she is so fat. The art teacher was wearing tight clothes today, which made for a fantastic view of her bulked-out form. Various fat-parts of Ms. Anna Russo's body were practically fluttering as she stood there, drawing an impressively realistic face on the chalkboard as quickly as she could. She was finishing up a demonstration on the proportions of the human head, and now that the details were being filled in, the motions she made with her chalk were becoming faster and more dramatic. Each wrinkle or eyelash on the picture required staccato flicking motions that sent Anna's arm-handles swinging in that respective direction, and

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Fattened Faculty (Chapter 9, Part 1)

It'd been a couple of weeks since Amanda and Leah's dressing room discussion on the mysteries of Jordan's sexuality, and in that time, Amanda had proven herself to be an awful investigator. Their coworkers' jokes and Jordan's strange gestures only grew more frequent, but Amanda was far too easily distracted to maintain suspicion long enough to actually confront her boyfriend about the issue. Perhaps that was because—in reality—Amanda been conditioned to be distracted that way, and it was especially difficult not to submit to that mentality when it was constantly being catered to by her workplace. In a store, with no food aroun

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Whether she was proud of it or not, Amanda spent a lot of time worrying about what would happen if she got fat again. She had pretty much always been heavy—even at her slimmest she was still far more than thicc. She wore it well and she did her best to maintain her confidence at any size, but an uncomfortable amount of her anxieties were tied directly to the idea of blowing back up again. Breaking her sister’s bed way back when had been a wakeup call, and it had been just the kick in the pants that she needed to get her life under control. She started eating better, exercising at the gym, and actively broke a bunch of bad habits that were still really, really hard to deal with sometimes… In fact, the only thing that seemed to help keep all of this anxiety under control was spending time with her best friend Riley. Amanda had met her back when she was peak skinny—feeling confident about her size, cool and collected in her own skin, even sexy on her better days. Riley had been

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(USSBBW, immobility. Dour.) Bess has a concerning look in her eyes, a far-off gaze that was different from the glazed expression she usually had when she ate. Which she was still doing, of course. I watch her dig into her current heaping plateful of food, her forearms jiggling as she scoops up a double forkful of fettuccine. I watch her quadruple chins, smeared with Alfredo sauce, wobble as she noisily slurps the noodles. She notices me staring; I do it plenty when she eats, but I must have a weird looks on my face as well. “What… BORP! Are you looking at?” “Just how pretty you are,” I answer reflexively. She rolls her eyes and chuckles her throaty chuckle, but it’s a little off. Hollow. She gobbles more pasta and smacks her lips. There are a few blobs of sauce in her brown hair; I'll have to give it a wash before bed. She finishes the plate and puts it on the stack next to her; the dishwasher is already full and but I've got enough clean ones on hand before I need to start hand

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Sabrina's sexuality was a complicated topic, to say the least. To her parents and their siblings, she usually described herself as bisexual for the sake of simplicity. With her friends and cousins, pansexual was the preferred term. Sabrina's grandparents simply knew her as a straight girl who never seemed to be able to find a boyfriend. Online, she was a member of several communities of weight gain enthusiasts and fat admirers, and had even anonymously shared spare bits of her fat-related artwork here and there. In those circles, gender and orientation were nearly irrelevant—your fetishes alone basically defined your sexuality.

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"She looks pregnant," one student whispered. "Have you seen the way her belly sticks out?" "No she doesn't!" Another student piped up. "You're so mean. She doesn't look pregnant." "She will soon if she doesn't already," a third one chimed in. "Look at the way she's eating." Ms. Amanda Harris—the teacher in question—was currently parked behind her desk, popping bon-bons into her mouth and drumming her fingers as the slower students finished up their tests. To say she looked pregnant these days wasn't much of an exaggeration whatsoever. Her round belly pushed outward across her lap, heaving complacently as she fil

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Grown

I'll have to start from the beginning, back when Harper and I were just children. Her family lived next-door to my grandparents, which is very fortunate in hindsight. Had she not lived exactly where she lived, I likely never would have met her, which is a scary thought considering how important a part she's played in my life just recently. Back then, though, she was only a minor character in the narrative of my existence. My grandmother, a socialite despite her old age, would often have Harper's mother over for coffee in the mornings while they were both out working in their respective gardens, or over for lunch on some of the more q

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Professor Murphy was quick to inform us that, due to the fact that there were more students this semester than there were cooking stations, we were to work in groups for the entirety of this baking course. We got to choose our partners at the end of his introduction. I didn't know anyone, so I got stuck with Ashley. We introduced ourselves. I was a culinary arts major starting my first year at that college. Ashley was a Liberal Arts major with little to no actual interest in cooking. Immediately, it was clear to both of us which partner was going to be putting in more work this semester. As we spoke, she opted out of looking at me and