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Samantha part 6
🕑 Added 2020-12-21 23:48:48 +0000 UTCChapter 6: Loose Hog
Kiko scooted a fair distance before turning around and parked. "So here's the game," the Aussie girl named Ashley started to announce to you "First one to reach her wins, got it?"
You nod in confidence. You and your scooter had been through a lot together and you knew it could win.
Your friends stood back, watching you prepare yourself. "Do you think Sam will win?" Adele asked Hildi who was studying Ashley's scooter. "It's a Japanese model, so it's different from what my family makes. Sam's big butt is using one of ours so I'm rooting for her, but we'll see." Nina closed her eyes "I can't watch!"
Sophia wobbled out in front of them, her bulging brown body showed off perfectly in her bikini.
"On your mark! Get set! GO!"
You pressed on the gas and sand blew behind you from your powerful wheels and you gripped onto the handles for dear life. Your 800+ pounds of fat wobbled and shook while you were in motion; your rolls clapped and slapped against each other as you hauled ass to the finish line.
It was over quicker than you realized with you passing by Kiko. Ashley made it second and grinned "Good race!"
Your blubber was tingly with adrenalin as you shivered and smiled "It was fun!"
You and the girls talked with Ashley for a good while before she had to go. You all decide to get out of your scooter and slowly plod to the shore; you giggled at the cold water touching the rolls that buried your ankles. As you waddle around you saw another girl with a short blonde pixie cut. She was fat all over; a real blob of a girl just like you. She was wearing a red one piece and it had a yellow hammer and sickle on the chest which was stretched out by her massive chest.
"That was some race you had. Americans always like to show off." She spoke English but had a thick Russian accent.
"I'm sorry?" You asked, more than a little baffled at what you were seeing. She was massive, as big as you. You had been brought up to believe there wasn't any obesity in the Soviet Union; the economy made it so it was too expensive to be majorly obese, and not only that the propaganda made the embracement of obesity by the western capitalists as evil and degenerste.
"I was watching" The communist whale said before taking a cell phone out from her top and activated her own scooter to come to her. Hildi’s eyes suddenly went wide "Wait a minute, that’s the top of the line model we have, it’s not a Russian made scooter."
"Correct" she said, grunting as she lowered herself into it "I deserve the best."
"But I don't understand how you can be so big?
"Don't tell me you believe your propaganda. My daddy is a high ranking official in the Party, I get better access to western products." She grabbed a big roll of her girth and shook it "I'm just far more privileged than other girls, privileged enough to be enormously FAT"
Her father was a politician too? You were shocked, it was like looking at your counterpart. "Do you want to go have lunch with us? We're all from different parts of the world but we all go to the same school in America."
The blonde laughed, "Like I would ever hang with such disgusting bourgeoise. I have much better things to do.” Anna pushed on the gas and drove off.
“What a rude bitch,” Sophia narrowed her eyes as the communist hog drove off. Adele shook her head, “Don’t worry about it, we’ll most likely never see her again. Let’s head back to the house and eat.”
Back at the house you all lounged in Nina’s room while Miss Emily arranged the coming feast. “Let’s listen to some music,” Nina took a remote and activated her device which blasted out Tarzan and Jane by Toy-Box. “Oh no!” Nina slumped down and covered her face in embarrassment as her friends laughed at the stupid europop lyrics.
“Tarzan is handsome,
Tarzan Is strong
He's really cute and his hair is long
Tarzan is handsome,
Tarzan is strong
So listen to the Jungle Song”
“Hahaha, what the hell is this song!” Sophia was laughing the hardest while Adele and Hildi were both bouncing their heads to the beat. “I haven’t updated the playlist here since I was 13, give me a break!” Kiko was also bobbing her head back and forth “I like it.”
You laugh at all this, happy to have friends. This was definitely what you needed, to be away from Sabrina, away from the drama of Marylin Monroe. You were free to eat and feast with your friends. You all did your best beached whale impression and tanned your blubber. You were such an indoor girl your skin tone always had a fair complexion, your fat was white as snow but now your fat was turning brown. The biggest thing you all did however was EAT!
The heavy eating added more inches to your bodies and on the sixth day of your vacation Miss Emiliy was weighing you and your friends.
Nina and Sophia had increased the heft of their big bellies which were more like hanging sacks of lard. All of their indulgences had gone there and both of them were having even more problems moving. Their heavy guts slapped against their knees with every step they took and Sophia’s low rider jeans were getting increasingly tight on her. Nina had crossed over to 600 pounds and her landscape of belly fat was evidence of her immensity while Sophia had put on 60 pounds getting her dangerously close to 700 pounds of blubber.
Hildi and Adele’s butts piled on even more cellulite and caused them to grow even wider, Adele in fact was spilling over the sides of her scooter and Hildi had already ordered a new custom chair. Hildi and Adele’s junk in the trunk had become so substantial that their bottoms raised them up like they were sitting on booster seats, only instead it was their big bottoms. Their thighs had become as round as oil drums and every step they took sent their leg rolls into a jiggling fit. Adele’s 400 pounds had risen to 421 and Hildi’s blubber had grown to a hefty 612.
Kiko’s tremendous heaving boobs had only grown heavier and had to shop for a bigger brassiere. Already being wider than she was tall her figure beyond her breasts had taken on a swollen bubble look; it was as if she could pop with the slightest provocation.
Finally it came down to you; and my did you grow.
You certainly ate like you were on vacation. Day and night you ate and stuffed yourself like a thanksgiving turkey. It was abominable just how much you glutted and gorged. You weren’t even doing it out of some larger goal, such as competing with Sabrina. No, this was just you letting go and being a glutton for the hell of it. What was the result? 900 pounds. Just like Sophia you put 61 additional pounds onto your body; thickening your rolls and multiplying your chins. Your face was so fat now; just a puddle of flesh with eyes, ears, a nose, and a big hungry mouth.
900 pounds, it was beyond description how immensely bloated you looked; you were positively drowning in your own fat. It was all too much, even Miss Emily was struggling to handle all of you.
Emily breathed deeply while in the shower with you trying to get the washcloth into your new crevices of fat. Taking a deep breath Emily wiped water from her eyes and said "Just trying to clean you is giving me a workout."
You chuckled and sent the fat on your chest into a wobbling fit. "I can't help that, I'm just so big!"
From her hands and knees Emily worked her way through your immense body, extra soap was needed for every inch of you. Emily dug her hands deep into your rolls to give you a good deep clean.
"It'll be time to go back to Atlanta soon for break. I bet your family will all be shocked at how much excess you've put on.
Your eyes went "Oh goodness I didn't even think about break!" Your fat disease ridden heart starts to beat fast and you get pains in your arm. But Emily shushed you, "Shhhh, it'll be okay. Your mother and father will be proud to see you."
"But.." You puff out a breath, on the verge of a heart attack, "S-sister."
Emily breathed in your ear softly and whispered "Don't worry about her. I'm sure she's grown since we last saw her. Just relax Sam. Deep breaths and then count to eight.”
You took a deep breath and counted Mississippis in your head. After eight you let go and you feel so much better. The hot fiery grip that had caught your poor heart in a vice had let up and your heart beat was returning to normal. You successfully avoided your little heart attack.
At least for now.
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This vacation was definitely what you needed. The stress from Sabrina’s ascendence to student council president was exorcised from your mind. With your new friends you knew you could take on anything. Your skin was a healthy brown, sunsoaked to perfection, as were the others.
Soon enough it was time to go back. Nestled safely in the jet you looked out the window and reflected on your time in the land down under. All the beaches and the hot sun. You thought of the Aussie girl you had befriended.
But you also thought about that rude Russian.
You still couldn’t get over the size of her. Was everyone like her? No, it couldn’t be. You really had no idea. Everything you know about the USSR and the communists came from your parents. To think such a fat brat exists while other people starve...it does bother you.
Ever since the 90s the Soviet Union had become a repressive hell hole that would have made Stalin blush. The world was always on edge with the threat of nukes being pointed east and west, but now in the 2020s the Cold War was worse than ever.
You took a deep breath and blew out. You didn’t need to worry your head over world politics, you had more things to worry about. Like your heart! You’re going to need to call daddy and tell him you need that transplant soon.
As the jet took off back to Georgia you did more quiet thinking.
Like what would you want to be? You were so young, an adult, and with years ahead of you (If your heart doesn’t take you out first) with limitless money. You were practically American aristocracy. The future was bright for you, all you needed to do was figure out what you want, outside of growing into a larger blob.
Big things to think about, nearly as large as you are. But there’s no time for that. Just relax into your fat and sleep. It’s going to be a long ride.
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While you were rolling your way back to your dorm with Miss Emily your chair was moving slower than usual. “Is it just me or is my scooter acting kinda slow?” Miss Emily giggled, “Of course it would be, you’ve grown Sam. I think it just needs a tune up. I’ll take it to the garage once you’re settled in.”
You yawn from the long plane ride, “Great, while it’s being worked on I’ll take a nap.” You open your dorm and call out “Lizzie I’m home!” “In here!” Came a thicker voice. Rolling into the main room you grin, “Lizzie you grew!”
Lizzie’s bed had been moved into the main room where Lizzie herself was filling up. Lizzie’s fleshy face grinned too, “So did you. Jesus Sam, vacation really treated you well.” “And what have you been doing to get so big?” You asked, amazed at Lizzie’s lard pile body. her rump spilled over the edge of her bed and lifted her up like two giant beanbag chairs and her belly extended to her ankles. Lizzie looked up and her fleshy face wobbled, “The student council put these in the dorms while you were on vacation. I’ve been using them well as you can see” Lizzie shook her flab and grinned at the rolling sea of fat her body had become.
Later on during the day another assembly had been called. You frowned at Sabrina
Taking the podium. Sabrina tapped the mic and said “My fellow students we have a new transfer student, Anya Svinya of the Soviet Union.”
Your jaw dropped when the enormous short haired blonde from the vacation rolled onto the stage with her scooter, clad in the Monroe school uniform.
Narrowing your eyes you mutter “Things are going to be a lot more interesting…”
