Food Fodder - Part 5

Samara was loving college. She got to live in a dorm with a bunch of her new friends, instead of her crabby old parents. There was cool stuff happening on campus all the time. Her favorite part though was how close her dorm was to the cafeteria. They had such a huge selection, and we're open almost 24/7. With her unlimited dining privileges she was in heaven.

Her new "friends" invited her to eat quite often, and she has been no stranger to bonding over food for the past year. She gladly accepted multiple breakfast, lunch, and dinner invitations each day, along plenty of stops in for snacks.

After about a month all the new freshmen were finally feeling settled. One of Samara's new "friends" Stephanie was picking up her mail, when she got notice she had received a package. 'Oh no, a care package from my grandma. She promised me she was going to send me a lot of sweets.' she thought as she retrieved the heavy package. 'I've already gained like three pounds in a month, there's no way I can have these in my room.' That was when a brilliant idea hit her.

She lugged the large heavy box back to her dorm, but stopped a few doors before hers. *Knock knock knock* Frantic huffing could be heard on the other side of the door, when it finally opened Samara could be seen on the other side.

Stephanie might have gained a measly three pounds since starting college, but Samara looked like she had gained 30. Her high school friends weren't around to help her out in the wardrobe department, not that they could, she was far larger than any of them had ever been. So as with everything she wore, her bulging belly hung over her waist band and out from under her shirt, her boobs overflowed the cups of her bras, and her shorts didn't have enough fabric to cover her entire ass.

"Hi Samara." Stephanie grinned. "I just got a care package from home full of cookies and brownies and stuff. I thought of no one else I'd rather share this stuff with than you!" Samara felt honored, all the girls she had met had been so nice to her, she was happy to have such a close group of friends like she did in high school. "I gotta run, but I was hoping I could leave them with you. Help yourself in the meantime." Stephanie pushed the box past Samara's door frame, enough that the rotund girl could close the door and be alone with the sweets.

Stephanie took off, and Samara just licked her lips. As soon as she dug in she totally forgot about saving any for Stephanie, which the thinner girl was banking on. Stephanie told all of her friends about this, and as they all slowly received care packages from home full of calorie packed goodies, one by one they would drop them off with Samara. So not only was Samara getting her fill at the cafe, her dorm room was stocked better than the dessert section at the supermarket.

Samara gladly scooped up any extra food her friends had good from the cafeteria line. She was always curious why they got more than they needed to eat, but in reality they were all just trying to limit their calories, and using Samara was the perfect excuse.

A couple of months had passed at school, and Constance found herself knocking on Samara's door. Constance had been a big influence bringing Samara to several cafeteria trips, introducing her to the skinny hot girls that lived in their dorm. But as time went on, she distanced herself more and more from her. She didn't like Samara to begin with, and the fact that she was just an even fatter cow now, made her want to spend time with her even less. Her friends were always telling her about meals they had with her and how much she had eaten. After not really even seeing her for a month her conscience got the better of her, so she went to go check on her old high school friend.

Samara heard the three familiar knocks of either someone inviting her out for a meal, or dropping off a care package, either way those knocks got her excited. She opened the door to find Constance. "Oh Hi Constance, how are you?" Samara asked plainly.

Constance was speechless though. She knew Samara had started out growing her clothes at the end of September, but now that it was November, she still hadn't replaced anything! And big shocker she had only gotten fatter! Teetering around 350lb at this point, Samara was probably the fastest person Constance had ever seen. Her belly was one big massive roll that caused her shirt to ride up, showing her navel. Her boobs had clearly gotten too large for any of her bras, and they were only supported by her tight tee shirt. She looked like she almost filled the entire doorway with how thick her hips were. The elastic waist of her shorts seemed to be stretched as far as it could, her entire fat belly hanging over the waistband. Constance had never seen so much exposed flab in her life. Her friends had done a good job of plumping her up, that was for sure, not that Samara had denied herself one single calorie in months now.

There had been a long awkward silence as Constance soaked in every inch of the massive girl in front of her. She finally realized that Samara had asked her a question, so she replied. "I'ma…a… good. I was just stopping by to see if you wanted to get a bite."

"Yeah I could eat." Samara gleefully replied.

"Did you maybe want to go clothes shopping afterwards?" Constance didn't know how to broach the topic any other way.

"Yeah! The washing machines here totally keep shrinking my clothes, I can't believe how small they've gotten." Samara, still in total denial, even after almost tripling in weight.

It was then that Constance was fully back on board with the plan to fatten Samara. She was already fat, but Constance knew she could get so much bigger.