The Prom Queens - BBW WG Story by ScareGlow, literature
Literature
The Prom Queens - BBW WG Story
Well, I heard that she's a lesbian, said Kate.
Michelle Castelvetrano is not a lesbian. Besides, how would you know? asked Tracy.
She was staring at my breasts in the locker room, Kate replied.
A lot of people stare at your breasts! laughed Tracy. It was true.
I actually stare at Michelle in the locker room, said Karin.
What?&
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
Kristi smiled as she pulled up to the address she had been given over the phone. A 22 year old pre-med student, Kristi was classically beautiful, with long straight blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and a thin, yet not necessarily toned, body. Kristi just never had time to work out with her crazy busy school workload, which also meant she didn't have time to eat very often, either.
But, as with most college students, Kristi was beyond broke, and her loans weren't going to pay themselves, so she had opted to search the old craigslist ad section for a job- hopefully one that would allow her to work on her homework while she did it. And lucki
"You've gained much too much weight, Megan."
"Tell me something I don't know," muttered Megan under her breath. Sitting on the examination table in her underwear, Megan felt heavier than ever. Her fleshy thighs and rounded gut filled out her knickers to the max and her increasingly hefty jugs felt tightly compacted in her D cup bra. After the incident in class several days ago when her inflated boobs had finally split a too-small tanktop in full public view, Megan had been forced to bite the bullet and go bra shopping. She was now in the D range, and she could only hope that she'd stay there. But if Prof.Addleson kept stuffing her with