"Okay Adeline, pull yourself together. Your not going to let a bunch of teenage girls get the best of you." Said Adeline, whipping away a tear.
Adeline was never the type to give up, and she wasn't about to start now. There was no time to throw a pity party, what she needed to do was get her edge back. But how? Once you lose your touch, it's nearly impossible to get back. What she needed was a mentor. A person who could whip her back into shape (figuratively of course). But who could do that? Buttercombe Academy wasn't exactly full of hard-asses. Most of the teachers were more likely to give out hugs instead of detention. So who could possibly help her?
Adeline picked up what remained of her skirt, and stabled the rag back together. It wasn't anything near fashionable, but it would get the job done. She slowly waddled out of her classroom, and made her way to the teacher's lounge. Adeline was deep in thought, thinking of anyone who could possibly get back her edge. As she walked by the gymnasium, a place she had never entered, she heard a scream so loud in made her jump.
"HEY!! What the fuck do you think your doing?!"
Adeline, still disoriented from the frightening scream, peaked into the gymnasium to see who was making all of the noise. And when Adeline saw who it was, she wasn't very surprised. It was Buttercombe Academy's own Assistant Coach Ashley Knight. A woman so incredibly fat, that she made Adeline feel good about her own weight.
"Come on tubby!" Knight barked, making a poor blonde girl look down in shame. "You call that layup? You barely got of the ground! You do understand that in basketball you have to JUMP?"
Adeline couldn't help but chuckle at Knight calling someone tubby. Especially when Knight was easily one of the fattest people in school history. The only person Adeline could think of who could possibly be bigger than Knight was Jennifer Walker and Eri Flattery. Those two women were absolutely huge! But Knight was a close third. Knight had a belly the size of beach ball, and it easily hung well past her crotch. Her breasts were filled with fat, and drooped around her monumental stomach. Knights face, all ways red with anger, was so swollen with fat that her once sharp features had disappeared. And her nearly constant screaming only made her three chins more noticeable. Her thighs and calf's were so large that they rivaled Adeline's, although Adeline's ass was still far larger than Knights.
Adeline continued to watch Knight "teach" the girls how to play basketball. And as she watched she noticed something. The poor students looked at Knight with the same dread and fear that they used to look at her with! Adeline realized that if anyone could teach her how to get her edge back, It was Ashley Knight. The only question was, did she actually want to be taught by Knight. Sure she wanted to regain her toughness, but Knight had a reputation of crossing the line.
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