The first morning of the first day of finals didn't start in Megan and Amy's apartment with an alarm, a sugary coffee, or even a giant breakfast. It started with a crash.
"Amy... please come here," Megan said desperately from her bedroom. It was just past 7am when the apartment was woken up and woken up fast. "...Amy?"
After about 30 seconds Megan heard slow, giant footsteps approach her door. Amy waddled into Megan's bedroom after hearing her cries to find her on the ground, laying amid a pile of wood and metal bolts that used to be her bed. "I... Megan..." Amy said confused, impressed, and tired all at once.
"I mean I guess these things have a weight limit?" Megan still laid on her mattress which was now flat on the ground. Between being too tired and too fat, she was just staring at the ceiling as she talked to Amy as she rubbed her stomach which was now so large she can't reach the front of it without bending over.
"Come here you fat ass," Amy waddled over towards her gigantic friend and pulled her up. "Come... on..." she said, already out of breath as she kept pulling Megan. After about 5 failed attempts, Megan was able to get on her feet, holding onto the wall for support.
"I'm... too fat... for beds..." Megan grumpily said as she slowly made her way to the living room. After making it to the couch she sat down and threw her head back. "Amy... can you please get me any food?"
"Girl I think after last night... we're out..." Amy said, still out of breath from pulling up her friend, who is probably closer to 700 pounds than 600 by now. The two girls have put their old eating habits to shame in their last few weeks of school. It hit them how close they were to the end, which only fueled their hunger for all things unhealthy even further. Megan officially became too big to fit through any doorway unless she goes sideways. Meanwhile Amy joined the quarter ton club and isn't too far behind Megan's width. They even signed up for additional disability benefits due to both of their massive size; the girls used to get their only exercise by walking their trash to the dumpster every other day. But as of last month with their daily door-side trash pickup, they no longer have a reason to leave the apartment... until today.
It was finals day for Megan. And through the girls' negotating magic, they were both able to convince every one of their professors on an online exam... except for one. "I hate Psych 2010," Megan whined as she waited for Amy to tie her shoes. Sometime about 6 months ago Megan suddenly couldn't reach her feet, but luckily she's only needed to wear shoes that tie a handful of times since.
"Girl think of this as your skinny girl victory lap! One wave to campus, maybe pick up a milkshake for old times sake, and it'll be done in what, 45 minutes?"
"I know buuuuut... food and bed. They're both here," Megan continued to whine as she heard a car honk in the distance.
"I hear your van ya big baby. Go get an A+. I'll have pizzas waiting," Amy said as she sat on the couch with a smile. Her legs have gotten so wide that she nearly fills out their entire loveseat, and other than some stretchy shorts, the only pants that can fit her at this point are Megan's from the beginning of the year.
Megan slowly... slowly, but surely made her way out to her service van. Since her last courtesy van request a couple of months ago, the school since has had to retrofit on van with a widened reinforced seat in the back, for exactly one student. "It's my custom ride," Megan muttered to herself as she lifted her giant body into the back seat. After about 30 seconds of pushing, she made it up and only needed 2 minutes to catch her breath. But once that all subsided, she, for the first time in public, actually basked in her size for a moment. After spending months inside her apartment, eating tens of thousands of calories day in and day out, it finally hit Megan Litowski how massive she had become.
"I'm a queen in this is my chariot," Megan texted Amy with a laughing emoji.
Amy immediately reacted with a giant heart. "REAL!" she said.
The van dropped Megan off at the bus stop directly next to her exam, a lecture hall on the first floor as soon as you walk in the building. A walk that once took a 200 pound freshman Megan 30 seconds, which now takes senior Megan four minutes. But when you consider she's well over three times her freshman size, it makes sense.
Megan slowly but surely approached her seat, one of two handicapped desks right by the entrance of the lecture hall. She couldn't help but audibly breathe from her mouth as she put her bag down, exhausted from walking longer than she has in months. She wiped away beads of sweat from her forehead as she started to sweat in the rolls between her ankles and wrists. As the teaching assistants walked around the room handing out Scantron sheets, Megan tried to relax her breathing as they walked by to avoid any more attention.
As she got all of her papers she needed, and the rest of the class was getting settled, Megan's number one goal was still trying to catch her breath. She looked around the room to see everyone else focused on the first page of the eight page booklet of questions everyone was handed. Her breathing intensified as sweat dripped down her double chin. After two more minutes of sitting and staring at the wall, her professor couldn't help but come over concerned. "Miss, are you okay?" he said to the girl he's never seen a day in his life, one of the three students in the class who was approved for online only this semester.
"I'm just..." Megan panted, "I need to catch my breath... I'm thirsty... sorry..." she said trailing off.
"Oh, um, I can get you some water?" the professor said with some concern.
"Hold on..." Megan said as she leaned over and grabbed a Coca-Cola out of her bag. As she went to crack the bottle cap she cracked a smile. Without responding to her professor, Megan took a giant sip of sugary carbonation, and then her smile turned to a glazed look.
Megan's eyes quickly became dulled as her breathing went from heavy, to lightly... to nothing at all. As she slouched over in her chair, her professor stared at her giant body in shock. "Oh my goodness..." he said as he grabbed Megan's wrist. He could barely fit her giant arm in his hand as he felt her pulse beat from heavy, to lightly... to nothing at all.
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Outgrowing the Apartment
FantasyIn the t h i c c c sequel to Outgrowing the Dorm of freshman year, Megan's weight skyrockets higher than ever after signing up for online classes for her last semester at college. Be sure to read Outgrowing the Dorm for context! This story will feat...