This choice: Megan is, again, fatter at the next club meeting • Go Back... A week can feel like an eternity when your anticipation gets the better of you. The image of Megan would drift in and out of your thoughts from time to time, disrupting you when you tried to study for class. But soon enough you finally found yourself back in Computer Club, eager for another peak at your oh so pleasingly developed bestie. The chime above the door twinkled, and you turned your head to see Megan walk through the door.
The view causes you to double take, then try to rub the sleep out of your eyes. But no, Megan's still there, and you're not dreaming. Except it's not Megan, at least as you remember from before. Whereas the last time you saw her it looked as if she'd put on a few pounds, this Megan was positively fat. And oh boy we're her previously well tailored clothes not prepared for it.
Taking off her jacket as she entered, Megan gave you the perfect opportunity to observe all the new her, and there was a lot of it. Apparently unable to fit in her already oversized bras, Megan's prodigious bosom pressed outward against her sweater unimpeded. Shed previously confided in you that they were J cups, but you had no idea what they'd be called now. The resulting boob based protrusion lifted the too small garment above her waste line, letting a sizeable belly roll exposed and hanging over the top of her jeans. The jeans themselves were absolutely stuffed straining at the seems and you couldn't help but wonder how the button held.
Having hung up her winter coat, Megan's eyes caught yours and her noticeably more cherubic face broke into a wide smile. She waved at you, brushing a strand of her gorgeous raven hair from in front of her face. You waved back half heartedly, still in shock at both her and her attire.
Megan stode over to a few of her friends and seemingly effortlessly integrated into their activities. You were sure someone would say something about her strange gain or appearance, but much to your surprise nothing happened. Glancing around the room, none of your clubmates batted an eye at her. What was going on?
You turn back to the monitor in front of you. Maybe a little coding can distract you from all this strangeness...
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Lost in your own little world, you put the thoughts of the strange yet secretly sexy transformation of your good friend out of your mind. Working on computers was always a great way to relax. It was methodical, yet brain teasing at the same time. Clicking Enter, you sat back in your chair, hoping your code would compile correctly this time.
*WHOOMP*
Without warning, a sudden weighty softness envelopes your head. Startled, you look up to see Megan leaning over the chair behind you, her prominent sweater puppies smishing oh to teasingly against your head and giving you a new pair of earmuffs.
"Hey Grant! How's the coding going?" Megan's voice comes out like honey syrup. Your ears flare red as a blush instantly envelopes your whole face.
"G-going g-great!" You choke out the words, overwhelmed by the sensation on her pressing against you. "J-just compiling it now."
"Finally found that bug you been hunting for, eh? Good for you. You deserve a reward." She leans down a plants a small kiss on the top of your head. Your mind reels and you can feel the strain in your pants increase tenfold.
"Now that you've got some down time while that procs, I've been meaning to ask you something. Do you have any free time after this? I've been having some really strange dreams lately." You gulp. "All week in fact. And they all seem to involve you...."
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