This choice: Were a bit chubby, but still willing to learn and exercize • Go Back... Seeing the bright smiles on all those faces raised Marsha’s hopes, sure these girls were a bit chubby, a lot of them were quite chubby, in fact an almost suspiciously high amount were. But no matter, they looked keen and Marsha would help whip them in to shape!
“Ok class, I am Ms Alberway, but you can call me Marsha if you want, or Coach, whichever you prefer” Marsha was giving the students a like-for-like treatment; her enthusiasm would hopefully inspire them to do well on the court. She mentally noted that there were way more than nine of them; she would have to either thin the ranks or have a lot of substitute players for when she put together the team.
“Now girls, I am going to be the referee, and you get out there and show me what you got huh?” Marsha’s cheeks beamed as red as her hair as she tried to get the students pumped up, she shouldn’t have had to though, there had been a sign-up list posted, so these should have been the keenest students already.
Setting up her position as ref, Marsha watched the students get themselves organised into two teams and began to get into position. Marsha was...kind of disappointed with the results, sure these girls had been a bit chubby, but they were so...unfit! Most of them could hardly break into a jog, their bellies bouncing and jiggling as they tried to score runs after a hit.
There were a few bright sparks amid the trudging slower girls though...
“Ok girls, that’s a wrap!” Marsha called out as the lesson was nearing the final minutes. “Ok; first, anyone feel like this wasn’t your thing?” a few hands rose up in response. “Ok, no problem, I will just need to make sure I don’t put you down for the team” Marsha tried to comfort the girls as the most dejected of them made their way to the showers. Marsha mentally noted that this was most of the larger girls. “Ok, then that’s them off the list, everyone else can hit the showers! Oh! Apart from you, you, you and you, could you stay behind for a minute?”
As the rest of the class headed for the showers to join the least enthusiastic girls, Marsha looked at the “prodigies” she had singled out.
The first were a pair of freshmen, thin and lithe, both had shown they were quite good runners. The one on the left was Tabitha Greene, her long curly brown hair had been tied up in a ponytail for the duration of the class, and her eyes seemed to burn with a thirst to prove herself.
The freshman on the right was Melissa Dupont, a girl with medium-length Blonde hair, she didn’t look too keen on being there, and already chewing on some gum she had pulled out of her pocket. But she was speedy and light on her feet.
The older of the girls was also the shortest. Jean Vandergriff was built like a professional athlete, thin sleek torso, with muscular (but not too muscular) legs; she was certainly the fastest girl on the pitch today. Her red hair was done in a pixie cut and she seemed awfully keen to stand near the 4th girl.
This was Cassie Hart, and she was cut very differently from the other three; Cassie was big, in nearly every sense of the word. The tanned blonde had thick bulging biceps that seemed to be pushing her too small gym uniform to its limits. Her legs were large and sturdy, built way thick than Jean’s. And her stomach was a huge rolling gut, overlapping her too-tight shorts and part of her crotch. In fact apart from her arms and legs, Cassie was pretty fat; her cheeks were large, her breasts were massive, but it all seemed rather...firm. And she was shockingly fast for her bulky frame, and she had hit the ball so hard the bat had dents in it.
“Ok, I called you girls back because you.are.aMAzing!” Cassie raised an eyebrow as she placed a hand on a thick hip, Jean cuddling next to her, “you are the best by a mile, and I would be SO happy if you all could become part of my super baseball team!”.
The girls did seem more taken aback than excited however at Marsha’s over the top display.
“Or, you could think about it” she hastily added as Cassie and Jean seemed to be eyeing the exit.
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“What was her deal?” Marissa remarked as the four began undressing to prepare for the communal showers.
“I dunno, but I am happy to show I am built of the right stuff for Buttercombe!” came the passionate response from Tabitha.
“Whatever, just so long as it won’t get in the way of my training” Cassie added as she prised her tight clothes off; she was head of the school wrestling team, and had a title to keep up.
“And does not get in the way of your diet” Jean chimed in, rummaging through her bag before producing a muffin and placing it in Cassie’s open mouth. Tabitha and Marissa gave each other odd looks as Jean proceeded to hand-feed a whole bag of muffins to the beefy girl; the blonde and red-head had a rather...odd relationship.
Meanwhile, as the girls showed and began towelling themselves off, Marsha was mentally picking the last 5 girls she needed for her team. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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