As another ordinary day of school came to an end, Dave, the object of every girl's affection, headed to his locker to grab his backpack. However, Dave was greeted by a note delicately placed in one of the locker's slots.
"Hmm what's this? Another love confession." Dave said showing little interest.
Dave constantly received love notes from the admiring student body. But he always turned them down. Not because they were ugly or annoying. No.Simply because the girls were too thin. Skinny girls were so bland to Dave. Their modest diets and restraint stirred no arrousal in the lad and their flat bodies did little to spark any sort of attraction.
Even though he always turned them down, Dave always felt a sort of obligation to at least hear them out. Which is what Dave intended to do this moment.
"Meet me under the oak tree"
Dave followed the message.
In his ind Dave pictured the scenario. He'll arrive at the designated location, wait a minute, and then a girl from class will approach him, and shaken from nerves will confess her love to him and he'll politely decline. As usual.
Dave was already reciting his decline, deciphering the most gentle way to reject her.
The oak tree sat across the cafeteria, many students would sit under it's benevolent shade to eat their lunch on sunny days. Arriving at the destination, Dave leaned against the tree waiting for the girl to approach. He knew the mystery girl was watching him, psyching herself up for the confession no doubt. Within a minute Dave heard a soft voice approach him from behind.
"Um excuse me. Dave."
Dave then shifted his body to face the direction of the voice. "Yea-"
Dave answered only to be stopped midway by the shock of the girl's appearance. Much to his surprise the girl was far from the typical admirer. This girl was twice the size of the average girl here. Taken by the girl's size, Dave ran his eyes up and down the girl, studying her corpulent physique. Most notably was her big belly which was peeking out from underneath her tight shirt. Then there was her thick thighs which due to her wide frame that stretched her skirt up, were vastly exposed. Actually her uniform seemed rather small for her. The girl held her hands to her face trembling out of anxiety. Her soft face was actually really cute. She grew cuter when she bashfully bit on her fist to cope with the stressful confession.
"You may not care or anything, and I probably don't even have a chance..." said the girl bashfully biting her fist, her way of coping with the stressful confession. "But I just want to say..." She grit her teeth and dropped her arms to her sides "That I think you're hot!"
Her words were louder than she expected. The following words were more calm.
"And maybe if you're not seeing anyone, perhaps, I don't know.. we could...hang out maybe." she suggested.
Dave smirked.
"What's your name?"
"My name, Oh it's Eve." answered the floundered girl unintentionally bouncing up.
The bounce displayed Eve's respectable bust as the mammaries heavily bobbed in her straining shirt.
"Well Eve," Dave said captivated by Eve's jiggling breasts "would you like to do something right now?"
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