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Small towns, small schools, small colleges, sometimes the same people show up over and over. That's where we'll start this, because sometimes you learn things about them, sometimes they teach you things you didn't know about yourself. We'll start with Crysta Harris. She came to my high school Junior year, 18 years old and blessed three times over by the goddesses of beauty and puberty. Everybody noticed her, she was impossible to ignore. She tried out to be a cheerleader senior year. I showed up to those try-outs. So did most of the straight guys in the school. She killed it in the audition, we all thought. Nobody bounced like she did, no o

Dori's final semester in college packed pounds of jiggly, wobbling flesh onto her plush, bosomy body like clay onto a Mesopotamian fertility goddess. Studying meant three full courses of calorie-dense food, four if she could still walk after finishing the dessert, and she studied more than ever before. She aced everything, and the results were visible at her mid-winter graduation, her hugely fattened, barely-exercised body growing more and more tired walking for her diploma, pausing, leaning forward, breathing heavily after just a short staircase. May greeted her after the ceremony, wrapping her fleshy arms around Dori's meaty body, her fing

July 7, 2012 _________________________ After what just happened, I finally decided to start writing stuff down, say some of what I saw. No particular reason, I've been doing this off and on for about the last five, six  years, this is just me picking it up again, hopefully for longer than last time. Definitely more than just one day, this is going to take a while just trying to get the past three days down. And I'm going to want to remember these days, for sure. But since I'm starting over (new journal and everything) I should probably explain a few really basic things. I'm about 22, going into my junior year at QSU, got an apartment with

  Sarah was nervous. Tonight, she would be presented to the public as head cheerleader at her high school. This feeling was new to her. For the last four years, she had been a cheerleader, and gone through this same ceremony without a second thought, but this year was different. She was different.   Sarah had spent the summer at a camp preparing her for her next year at college. This was a full-summer course, so she had to skip out on cheerleading camp, but she thought that, in the end, this would help her a lot more than cheerleading. At the end of it all, she had taken a few college level courses, stayed in a dorm, and most importantly, e

Hey, I know you, right? Yeah! You’re Tori’s friend! Yeah, no, we talked that one time! I— Look, man, I was just heading out to take a break, all this setting up has me wore out! Hey! Just, follow me over...  Here... Aaand... There we go! Close and lock that door, would’ya? Great! Just... gimme a second to... catch my breath!  phew!  Think anybody seen us?  Oh, this, my friend, is is the coach’s office! I know I don’t exactly look like a coach, but... I mean, someone’s gotta help with the flag team, right? Right? I don’t know how much I’m even helping them, to b

“Alright, loverboy, you two are done with the foreplay now, so just gimme the freaking ice cream and let’s get started!” Aire saw Josh preparing to say something, but she cut him off, “Ah-ah, NO, no advice necessary, I know how to make a stuffing video!” Josh turned to her and started, “Yeah, it’s just I seriously—” Aire grunted angrily, but Josh ignored kept talking, “SERIOUSLY think you’re underestimating what you’re in for here.” He pulled out a container from the ice chest he’d brought into the room, half-gallon of Rocky Road, “Ten of these babies.

Walking into their dorm room, the two girls' thoughts could not have been more different. Amy was still ruminating, as she had been for almost the entire night, about her revenge. Lacey was thinking about something more. . . immediate. “OH GOD, THAT'S BETTER!” Amy looked over at Lacey to see what that was all about and was treated to the sight of her wriggling and jiggling her rapidly ballooning body out of her way-too-small costume. It reminded her of something. . . A snake shedding its skin, YEAH, that was it! Only it was a very. . . busty. . . snake with tits large enough to drown a man. . . But the look on her face. . . The

Went to the mall today. Saw Dani Taylor for the first time since graduation. More accurately, she saw me. Tackled me outside of JC Penney’s, actually. *WOOMPH* “DAVID!” It took me a second to recover from the impact. Dani is kind of a. . . Well, not to be insensitive, but let’s say she’s sort of a ‘larger’ girl, and leave it at that. That’s an understatement, really, Dani’s straight up fat. I’m thinking she was about 170, 180 pounds at graduation, which I know, doesn’t sound like a LOT, and on most girls it’s NOT, but Dani’s not a tall girl. Calling her ‘not

As she and her girlfriend piled into Cassidy's car, Bonnie couldn't contain her excitement. "So this is happening? Your parents are totally fine with you bringing me home for Thanksgiving?" Cassidy winced, brushing her long red hair from her eyes. She looked straight ahead, avoiding the gleeful grin of her girlfriend, and hesitated before admitting, "They're, uh, fine with me bringing my best friend in the world home, yeah..." Bonnie's forehead wrinkled. She'd caught the emphasis, "What?" Cass blushed, embarassed, "I told them that you were my best friend and you had nowhere to go for Thanksgiving, and they said it would be okay if you cam

"Just tell me what it is, already!" Gwen begged as she collapsed her well-padded bottom into Marisa's well-worn sofa. It squeaked in response to the sudden weight, "Oh! Probably oughta be more careful on this thing!" Marisa stopped in her tracks to look at her friend, who was at that moment, pinching at her stomach, at the soft padding pooching proudly over her jeans, "You're joking, right?" She said, pulling her shirt up a bit to display her own thick, fleshy stomach, huge and heavy, hanging down over the front of her pants, "That couch is awesome. It can take me, you ain't got nothing to worry about, trust me!" She walked to the side of t

Selfish Desires pt.4 _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I got Sam's number that night, messaged him a few days later. Since then, it's been casual, by which I mean I've basically been using him like a fuck toy, messaging him when I'm horny and sending him back home when I'm finished with him. ‘Friend with benefits,’ I think is the term, though I wouldn't call Sam a 'friend,' exactly, so much as just a fantastic lay. Or that's how I thought about him when I woke up naked in my single-size bed with his warm body pressed tight against mine, whipped cream smeared around my face and pink cake icing filling up my belly button. I glanced at Sam, still

Part 5: Finishes and Fallout Tuesday morning found both girls asleep in their chairs, naked except for crumbs and spilled sauce, leaning back to give room to their guts, and virtually buried in wrappers and boxes. Kelsy was the first one up, helping her slovenly self to the last slice of pizza in the dorm, drinking water from a two-liter coke bottle and grinning. Skyler was in her chair, Nutella smeared across her stomach, looking huge. "Hey, get up already!" Skyler cracked open her eyes, groaning, "Nngh What?" She grimaced, scanning the room, disgusted by the mess, "Ugh. I feel gross." "Yeah, well, if it makes you feel better, you look j