"O-oh, you're awake!" the figure said, (presumably) smiling. Once you put your glasses back on, blinking a couple times in order to adjust a bit more, your entire face went red. It was Henry, the school's resident pretty boy, with his youthful, round face, messy blond hair, and boyish freckles that made all the ladies (and guys like you that swing both ways) swoon.
But after a moment, it struck you that it wasn't the boy's pretty face that had you lusting after him in the moment. No, not his face at all, but his body, yet not in the way that he was a perfectly sculpted beefcake. Henry was quite the porker, after all. Under the pajamas, which were unmistakably yours, the boy's enormous, jiggly gut peered out, squishing into rolls and folds, that smooth, pale skin dusted with more freckles surrounding a deep, meaty navel. Within the shirt's confines sat a pair of pillowy-looking moobs, nipples perked up under the tight white fabric. Well, there went your "Mega Milk" t-shirt. Though, it did look good on his smooth, pale skin.
"Henry?" you ask, a bit confused, but also rather pleased. "Why are you here?"
"W-well, I was at the party last night,and I saw you asleep on the couch, so I decided I'd... Y'know, help you out and get you cleaned up..." he says, looking away shyly as his chubby cheeks redden. You could tell that by the way he looked at you as you were talking that he had some feelings that hadn't yet surfaced towards you...
"Oh, well, thanks~" You blush and look away in a similar manner. "A-and, since you're here, why don't you spend the day with me?"
"Are you sure?" Henry asks, looking up and brushing his hair out of his eyes. "I-I wouldn't want to be too much of a burden because, well... I-I'm huge..." He trails off, blushing again and looking down at his exposed flab, gently prodding it with his pudgy fingers. You blushed even harder seeing him like this, you couldn't bear to watch it happen.
"Yes, I'm sure." You crawl to the edge of the rather enormous bed, sitting down and gently tilting his chin so that you could see into his beautiful azure eyes. "I'm definitely sure." You stare at him, a determined look on your face as you decide to suck it up. "The truth is, Henry, I love you. I've been crushing on you for weeks, but I just haven't had the balls to say anything... I hope I'm not being too forward, but I'd die to be your boyfriend. Th-that is, if you'll have me..." You blush even brighter, looking down at your own, slender frame shyly. You'd never been seen as particularly attractive by anyone before, even after you tried growing your silky, dark hair out and putting it into a messy bun like you did last night.
The two of you were silent for quite some time, gently staring downward with a somber expression across your faces.
"J-Jack?" the other boy asks, gently putting his big, meaty hand on yours.
"Yes. Definitely. All the way yes. You're the cutest guy I know, and probably the nicest person I've ever met." Henry says, gently pulling you into a hug with his plump, squishy arms. You're speechless at this point, gently draping your arms across his soft shoulders and blushing beet-red, a stupid grin across your face. The best thing you can do is lean back a bit and gently lock lips with the shorter, much heavier boy, pulling him onto the bed (and yourself) and making out with him. Once your lips meet his, his eyes widen in surprise, and then close, his body practically melting in your embrace as you gently trace his wide hips, his underwear stretched across them, as well as that bubbly, perfect butt.
Breaking the kiss, you sigh happily and smile, looking up as he lays atop you, resting his pretty little head on your chest. "Well then, let's just stay in bed all day~" you say, smiling and gently rubbing his love handles.