Chelsea IChapter I: AlphabeticalChelsea I1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The second semester of my senior year of high school is where this all began. The first day of it, to be precise. Fourth-hour Calculus with a gnarly old veteran teacher, the creaky Mr. Hackman, who rocked between senility and fury as his age took a toll on his teaching. Apathy spread over my Calculus classroom like a thick haze, as is often the case in senior classrooms. Several kids had phones out, secretly texting or tweeting or what-not. As for me, I was scanning for a nice, cute plumper I could entertain with watching to presumably prevent gouging my eyes out with a broken pencil as I listened to old Hackman stumble on a lecture.
But who could we have? As we stood waiting for Hackman to remember he was assigning us seats, I glanced around for my favorites. Cassidy? Nope, not in this one, I'd recognize her blubbery ass anywhere. Katherine? Another no. Noelle? She was a good start, a 140 pound smoking hot blonde who was gradually plumping up into pudgy, if not
Berry Boy Tour Part 3The group of four men and a candy maker wandered down a few seemingly identically corridor until Wonka came to yet another abrupt halt, this time slamming the boys into each other in a desperate scramble not to knock down the older man. Standing in Wonka’s way was a shabbily dressed man in a suit that vaguely resembled Wonka’s himself.Berry Boy Tour Part 321 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Cornelius, everything alright?” Wonka seemed concerned.
“You mean aside from the two guys who just become giant fruit?” Alex muttered vaguely amused.
“Actually yes, the Loompas say they need you in the Marshmallow room. It’s urgent apparently.”
“But it’s the day of the tour couldn’t Charlie deal with it?” Wonka asked clearly exasperated.
“He’s fixing a problem in the gumdrop room…I can always help out with the tour?” Cornelius asked curiously. Wonka furrowed his brows, shifted his weight a bit, and then finally sighed.
“Alright. Well I’ll tr
Chelsea IIChapter II: A Little Too Much CheesecakeChelsea II4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chelsea looked at her skirt with mild dismay. The skirt itself wasn't the thing that caused the dismay. It was a cute black little number that she thought made her look impossibly sexy...well did, anyways. Now it appeared to be a daunting challenge to get it on.
She looked down across her lower body. A soft chubby paunch stuck out in a single, jiggling roll under her overloaded bra. Her new little tummy spread out into broad love handles and hips that had rounded out with slices of cheesecake and gallons of ice cream. Her thighs were getting broad, plump and looked like tree trunks to her, if tree trunks were soft and smooth. Seriously, her thighs were chunking up every pair of her old pants she worn, and were feeling fat and suffocated in an old reliable pair of sweats the other day.And her ass...she looked behind at it and gave a smile. Well, that had improved quite a bit. Her ass was now rounded perfection and got quite a lot of stares. A big