This choice: Dee finds one of her classmates, who has been infected... • Go Back...Chapter #4Infected Classmate by: expandor "Urghhhhhhhhhhh..."
Dee jumped, startled by a loud groaning noise that had emanated from somewhere in the room. Whoever had made the noise had sounded in pain, and was possible a victim of the virus...but then again, perhaps they were just injured? Dee looked back at the door, and for a moment, she considered turning tail and running from the room, but her curiosity prevailed.
"Urghhhh..."
Dee slowly made her way towards the place the noise was coming from, shooting careful glances over her shoulder and down the aisles of desks to make sure nobody could take her by surprise.
"Urghhh...is somebody there?"
Dee froze, and realised she was only a few feet away from the person. "Yes," she said, her voice trembling. "Are you okay?"
"I...I know that voice...is that...Dee?" The voice asked.
Dee now realised that whoever was speaking to her was slumped down behind one of the desks. She had no idea who this person was, but apparently they knew her. She moved a little closer, and furtively peered around the side of the desk, what she saw made her gasp in shock.
Slumped against the desk was an enormous girl, about three times the size of Dee. Her body was covered in rolls of flab, her stomach was a bulging monstrosity the size of a dozen beach balls and her huge sagging breasts rested atop it while a sad and pitiful face stared up at the slim girl looking down on it. The girl raised a flabby arm and rubbed at her tired looking eyes.
"It is you!" The girl said, with a note of happiness in her deep voice.
Dee could only stare at what was probably the fattest human being she had ever seen in her life. She backed away a little, not wanting to get too close - the girl was definitely infected, and it looked like the virus was in an advanced stage.
"You don't recognise me, do you?" The girl asked, sadly.
Dee shook her head, feeling guilty. "No, sorry."
"It's me Dee, it's Claire."
Dee's mouth dropped open as she realised who she was talking to. This girl, Claire, had been her lab partner just a few weeks ago, and when she and Dee had last seen one another, Claire hadn't weighed any more than 180 pounds. Dee was horrified by what her friend had become.
"Oh my God...Claire...when did you get infected?"
"I was one of the first," Claire said, sighing sadly. "I tried to hide it at first but..."
Dee tried to smile. "It's okay. What are you doing down here?"
"I thought maybe I could try and reverse it, fat chance huh?" Claire snorted, apparently oblivious to the pun she had just made. "If those government scientists couldn't find a cure, what hope did I have?"
"And you've been down here ever since?" Dee asked.
"Over the last few days I've gotten too big to keep moving around, so I've just stocked up on food and hidden myself away. I didn't want anyone to see me like this..." Claire looked down at her chubby body, and tried to cover her exposed breasts with her thick arms. "Do you think...maybe you can help me?"
Dee wasn't sure what to say...part of her desperately wanted to help her friend return to normal, and to study the virus in the hope of finding a cure. On the other hand, it was possible that if she hung around here any longer, she might get infected herself, and now that she had witnessed the full effects of the virus, she knew she never wanted to experience such a horrific fate.
Dee decided to...
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