Outgrowing the Apartment

The Return to Campus (Part One)

The ever-rounding Megan hung up her phone and took a deep breath, brushing excess cookie crumbs off her dress. "Welp... my ride is here," she said with a wimper.

"It's okay girl, it's only six hours and I'll be sure to have a feast ready for you the second you get back," Amy said as she ate her own box of cookies, stomach fully hanging out of her shirt that was two sizes too small.

"I'm eating my ass off today, I promise." Megan heaved at least twelve times before getting herself out of her loveseat, which at this point resembled your average chair when she sat in it, and slowly waddled out the door to get picked up by a university disabilities transport van she ordered. It's week seven of the girls' final semester and, for the first time since last semester, Megan is getting driven to campus for the first of two exams she has today. Besides taking the trash out and grabbing delivery multiple times a day, she hasn't been outside in months, let alone around a population of people.

Megan slowly made her way to the van parked in the handicapped spot waiting for her. The driver's eyes widened just a hair as he made eye contact with her; they're disclosed of the disability they need to accommodate for before arrival, so he was well aware he was looking for one obese girl. "Megan?" he shouted from the window.

"That's me... I'm slow... sorry," Megan said already tremendously out of breath from walking 30 feet down the sidewalk. "Fuck walking..." she said under her breath. As she approached the van, her driver opened the large automatic door with a push of a button. "Thank you!" Megan exclaimed, trying to hide how tremendously out of shape she was.

"Of course, of course. Now once you're situated, we'll get rolling to... Sven Hall?" he asked, reading the driving order he received.

"Yup, yup... Sven it is..." Megan said as she plopped herself into the van, heaving her giant body into the back seat of the van. "Could you... maybe... move your front seat up?" she asked, panting as her left leg took up the spot of an average person.

"Oh yes, sorry Megan," the polite university employee said as he moved his seat up to almost the point of uncomfortableness for him. He was unfazed, but still clearly taken aback by the sheer size of his passenger. "All ready?"

"All... ready..." Megan grunted as she pulled the lefthand backseat seatbelt over her giant body and buckled it into the righthand seat's buckle. The giant student took up two whole spots in the van, and her giant right leg was starting to spill into the third. As she tried to quietly catch her breath to not seem like a morbidly out of shape person, exam practice questions whizzed through her mind. Despite the constant eating schedule, Megan and Amy have kept up fairly well with their classes; both of the girls are averaging B's in all of them, which is an easy feat when you're seniors taking all freshman classes. Harder though when you consider all of the time they spend eating and lazing around.

However, it only took three minutes into the five minute car ride for Megan's stomach to start to growl. She became quickly distracted and her brain suddenly could focus on nothing else but food. "Already?" she whispered.

"Excuse me Megan?" the driver said, looking back at Megan blatantly staring at her stomach and holding it.

"Oh... nothing, I'm sorry! Just talking to myself." She patted her stomach again and tried to play it off as if she was fixing her dress that she special ordered off of the internet a week ago just to have clothes that fit her to go out in public. But seconds after that comment, a giant roar erupted from Megan at a volume only a giant stomach could make. Quickly, she coughed to try and cover it up, but the driver immediately knew what she was doing.

After another embarrassing minute in the van, he finally pulled in front of Sven Hall. "Here you are Megan, need any help getting out or anything?" he asked, still level headed and politely.

"Oh no, no thank you. Just give me... a minute," Megan said as she kicked her first leg out from the door and slowly waddled her butt out. After 25 seconds of maneuvering, she made it out and, for the first time since December, was in the center of the NEP campus.

The van drove away as Megan looked up and took it all in. Her lifestyle of constant eating and sitting has made it feel like she hasn't seen the campus in years. But once again, the moment of nostalgia was thwarted by the loud growling Megan's stomach keeps making. "You JUST ate!" she said, loud enough for passerbys to turn and look for a moment. As Megan shook her head, she pulled out a king size candy bar from her purse and ate it in a mere two bites, stuffing the wrapper back in her purse as she stood on the sidewalk. "That should help for a minute," she muttered.

Megan waddled up the handicap ramp to the first floor classroom where her exam was. After a couple minutes of slow walking and panting, she made her way inside and sat at the giant table provided for her via a special request to the students with disabilities help desk. Despite being her size, Megan still chuckles that she is 'playing the system' by fooling them into thinking she's disabled by just being fat. However at this point, she's becoming more and more a person with handicaps, just off her size.

It didn't take long for Megan to feel uncomfortable sitting down at the desk, with about 6 inches of her fat hips spilling out of both sides of the chair she was in. But nevertheless, she persisted as the exams were passed out. Being a freshman class, it was a simple 40 question, multiple choice-style test. Megan made quick work of the first 20 questions or so, speeding along and only taking 15 minutes for half of the test.

But suddenly, something she never expected while sitting down happened. As she kept circling answers, her hand suddenly dropped her pen on the table as she started breathing heavily. "Holy shit am I out of breath... from writing?" Megan whispered. She sat there for a few seconds catching her breath before chuckling to herself. "I'm THAT fat." Despite seeming like a new low for most people, Megan relished in her losing ability to do more and more things, because at this point, all this girl is out to do is eat. And it wasn't bad enough to compromise her test taking ability, because after about 30 more minutes with a couple of breaks in between, the giant senior, in a hall of nervous freshmen, got up and handed in her exam, being one of the first several to do so.

As she walked to place her test on the front desk, the entire room couldn't help but look at Megan and whisper. To at least a few kids in that room, she very well could be the fattest person they've ever seen. But to Megan, being back on campus for the first time in at least 50 pounds, even she doesn't realize how big she's gotten. But, being over 500 pounds for over a half a year now, the stares are almost empowering to her. Because to be as happy as she is at a size that large is the coolest, strongest thing about her in her own opinion. And as she walked out the classroom and down the entrance ramp, very out of breath once more, she checked the time on her phone and realized she her next exam isn't for about another hour and a half. So like clockwork, her stomach let out a giant growl as she wobbled down the sidewalk, as if it knew that with free time, came time to do her favorite thing.