'Paul Rubens'.Isn't that the Pee Wee guy?' asked one student aloud garnering a few laughs.
'No, I don't think so. This Rubens lived around the seventeen century, so maybe he's his great great great grandfather or something.' She earned a few laughs out of that, and could now feel the full attention of the class. Good her plan was working! But now for the tricky part' 'Now since we're studying an artist who specialized in the human figure I thought we could have class model for the day. Do I have any volunteers?' she beamed intently as she looked about the lavish art room. One hand slowly raised into the air.
'Yes, Stacy?' she asked instantly, having memorized most of her remaining students names.
'Will the volunteer have to be'nude?' asked Stacy hesitantly, the question sent a few giggles bouncing around the classrooms walls.
'No Stacy. While I do want you all to gain an appreciation for capturing the female body as Rubens did, I think keeping underwear on should be fine.' explained Ms. Porter. She looked about the room. Still no takers'
'Okay,' she began having expected this. 'How about'Today's model will be exempt from tonight's reading assignment?' Fortunately Megan Porter was the kind of teacher who favored the carrot rather than the stick, but even with her energetic offer no hands rose.
'All right, final offer: How about the model get's no homework for the rest of the week?' That had done it! As a few hand flicked into the air to bid on the offer, Megan pointed to the first one, a round sausage of an arm that had belong to a sophomore of the school. 'Perfect! You're'Raquel right?' exclaimed Ms. Porter as she bustled over to where the girl was sitting.
'Um, yeah...' said the brunette, surprised and even a little touched that Ms. Porter had remembered her name.
'Now, I want the rest of the class to move their desks into a circle facing the center of the room, while Raquel gets ready.' Ms. Porter announced as she ushered the portly girl into the back room. 'You sure you don't mind? You're doing me a big favor.' she whispered to her student.
'Sit for an hour or so for no homework? Hell yeah I'm sure!' confirmed Raquel giving an emphatic thumbs up. Luckily, this had been one of the days the overstuffed teen had bothered to cram her chest into one of her increasingly tighter bras. Had Raquel been asked to model last week, Ms. Porter would be surprised to find that the girl would often show up to school commando.
'Good! Now let me just get something from my purse....' As Megan began to dig through her purse, Raquel began to undress. Shortly afterwards Megan held her treasure high; a pair of clip on fake pearl earrings that would be the finishing touch for her model!
Her model which-OH! As turned to look at her brave volunteer Megan realized she had definitely picked a girl who was rubensque. In fact she'd never seen a girl quite as large as Raquel in her life, well at least not since she came here, and definitely not in her skivvies! In fact, not that Megan thought about it, none of the live models at her art school were ever of the plus size variety'
As she stood there in her underwear Raquel looked innocently back at her gawking teacher. 'What? Oh, are those earrings for me?' asked the easily two hundred fifty plus girl reaching out for them.
'Earrings?' asked Megan the question had just reached her consciousness; she was too busy watching this girl stretch, noticing the way the fleshly folds extended and contracted with the girl's movement. 'Oh,yes these, go ahead' Megan said quickly snapping back. Gently she handed the faux pearl jewelry to Raquel who promptly snapped them on.
'How do I look?' asked the girl doing a small sort of jazz hands poses that cause her stomach to sway a bit.
'Pretty as a picture' Megan repeated having heard the line used repeatedly during art school. As she watched the girl waddle to the center of the classroom (to a small round of applause and laughter from the class) Megan realized what had shortly stalled her: This girl really was as lovely as a piece of art. Reubens had done an expert job capturing plus sized women in the nude, but seeing the sight before her'Megan was inspired! Now she only hoped her students would feel the same way.
Raquel reached the stool at the center of the room then suddenly looked about lost for a second. She waddled back to the outside of the circle, and brought herself a second stool on which to sit. Raquel then comfortably plopped her rather wide rear down on the dual stools. Immediately her skin became covered in gooseflesh from the cold chairs and her vast expanse gave a big shudder.
*Ahem* Ms. Porter cleared her through, regaining the classes attention. She gently unfurled a poster of on artwork and hung it on a nearby board. 'Now, if you read last weekend's assignment you would understand the importance the human body's shape has had on the art world. Today I don't want you to be perfect, but I do want you to focus on shapes and perspective.' She pointed at the poster now encircling a nude figure of Venus with her finger. 'As you can see here in Rubens 'Venus At the Mirror' Venus, the model in front of the mirror, was the ideal subject through which artists could express their concepts of art, beauty and artistic creation. The mirror is quite important to as it is used to multiply the viewpoints of objects and set up reflections and effects of light, allowing the artist to demonstrate his virtuoso skills.' She stepped away from the poster and towards the center of the class. 'Now I don't expect you to put every single detail you can in your art today. For now I want you to work on special perspective, really work on where you're placing objects in your art, and get a feel for the shape of the human body. I've lent Raquel here a pair of earrings to help you focus on where things are spatially in your picture, so bonus points if you can work those in. Okay? I'll be at my easel if you need me'' Finished with her short lecture Megan took her spot at her own art pad, sitting face to face with Raquel who meekly smiled back.
Silence took over the room and in her energized state Megan was truly one with her craft. Here her sketch pen caught the rounds droops of Raquel's rear; there she made sure she captured the taught fullness of her dome like stomach.
'Ms. Porter?' a voice seemed to come from nowhere.
Now, slowly her pen had the task of trying to exhibit the way Raquel's breasts heaved out into two beauteous arcs.
'Ms. Porter!'
-only for them to waterfall down and join the pool that was the girl's stomach and thighs.
'MS. PORTER!' the voice now loud enough it startled the art teacher.
'Oh, sorry. Yes, Brittney?' replied Megan, snapping out of her gaze and wiping the bit of drool that had strangely formed at the corner of her mouth.
'My charcoal pencil just broke. Could I'?'
'Oh, sure I'll be right on that'' Megan quipped as she quickly got up from her own canvas and back into the supply room'
A little while afterwards....
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