Holy shit holy shit holy SHIT!! You scream in your head. You’re grinning like an idiot, focused almost more on the past than the now. You only vaguely register the unusually heavy steps following behind you as your mind’s eye gawks over every detail it can grasp.I can’t believe I just saw that! This was the best goddamn decision of my LIFE!The thing that pulls you back to reality is your pants- or more accurately, what’s inside them. Twitching. Just in time, too, because

Franziska had not been a popular girl in high school, and she had expected little different from university. She was, simply, a rather plain girl – aside from her bright ginger ponytail, numerous freckles and extremely pale skin (all sources of past mockery), she had no particular distinguishing features. Teenagers can be petty creatures, and no matter her interests or friendliness, sometimes 'looking funny' can be all it takes for her to spend her entire high school life as an outcast.
An

“Come on, it’ll be fun! It’s not like it’ll work anyway.”


Famous last words.


Taylor had been bored these past few days. His roommate was out of town, he’d eaten most of his friends, and he’d already worked through just about every book he had lying around. So, why not pick up a new hobby? And after a while of procrastinating, mindlessly searching the web, and just brainstorming,

Wendy was outside of the door to her boyfriend Merian's room, waiting for him. Suddenly, someone tapped her roughly on the shoulder. As she spun around she saw one of the castle staff gesturing at her to follow him.




"Excuse me, miss. If you could just come with me now- orders from the prince, you see," he said, and then waited expectantly for her reply.

She walked the hall with her head down, wearing her not unusual frown. One arm was occupied holding her textbooks, but the other was unfortunately free, idly poking at her belly as the bulge peeked out from under her shirt. “Peeked” being an understatement. She pressed into her bulk and watched it deform like dough, lightly grabbed a roll of pudge and pulled at it, watching her sea of orange and white fur wobble and jiggle.Her frown deepened. She hated being fat.*gurgle*Her belly rum