Chapter 139 - #139 /the recompense/

I wasn’t exactly in the best position to be greeting anyone. Nude and self conscious as I was. But my curiosity was particularly overpowering when it came to this newcomer. I hadn’t been expecting anyone. On my way to the door I stopped into one of the downstairs bathrooms. Using a towel as a DIY sort of dress by wrapping it around as much of my body as I could. Unfortunately, it wasn’t sufficient enough to cover my presenting nipples and what lay beneath my waist. It was a bit of a predicament all things considered. I wasn’t eager to flash any part of my enormity to an unknown individual especially in light of recent developments. In the end I settled for pulling it closer to my breasts, though it’d leave everything up to my hips exposed. My logic was that the hang of my gut was large enough to keep me adequately chaste downstairs. Mostly all I found myself hoping was that it was Eliza, calling a booty call to work out the sexual tension from her hang out with her boob buddies. It was the most likely scenario at least in my mind.

Yet through the glass doors I could see a far larger shadow outside. A silhouette familiar in it’s sheer enormity. I cracked the door open a little and looked through, confirming the presence of the shadowy cheer leading captain. Mindy was on my door step in her all her recently increased hugeness. Her enormous gut had obviously led to some difficulties. Given how she had needed to back up to prevent it from jamming the door shut. Even having seen her so recently I was still slightly agape at the heft of the immense woman. She was easily twice my size by flab alone. I could see gently heaving in place, panting from the effort of what had likely been minor exertion. Doe’s Polytex outfit clad around her mountainous form, likely the only thing that could fit it. “What are you waiting for, I know it might take you a while to waddle to the door but now that you’re here it’s just as simple as opening it” the dark haired cheer leader declared in a royal sort of tone. I groaned out a little. But complied, internally glad from the distraction. Along with the presence of such a blobby woman to make me feel relatively smaller by comparison.

We had some minor difficulties actually getting her in. At first I tried to turn to the side to accommodate her wide loaded front. But between my booty and own gut, she couldn’t quite fit past. Resulting in an embarrassing and rather arousing few seconds of being pressed into the side of her belly. As big as she was she was having a bit of difficulty maneuvering her newfound girth. Dislodging a few family photos from the wall before we comfortably managed to find a position where we weren’t squeezed into one another. “You do know it’s super late right?” I asked in rhetorical sarcasm as I slowly backed my fat ass up into the living room door. “Technically it’s super early” Mindy shot back sarcastically as she squeezed in after me the sides of her gut almost getting stuck in the door frame. “Technically, this isin’t your house” I shot back finding a certain amount of amusement in the verbal sparring. “Technically I’m here to ummm” the megaton cheer leader began to say trailing off. A slow blush beginning to form on her pale cheeks. An especially rare sight for the extroverted and confident cheer leader. A part of me was wondering if she had just noticed how severely underdressed I was. “She’s here to repay you for helping me and Penny out” a familiar voice called from the door frame. Snapping my attention towards it and almost causing me to lose my towel.

Deena, which is to say, the chocolate skinned cheerleader with one of the most exceptionally enormous rears I had ever seen was squeezing her way into my living room. Or at least she was before I interrupted her by screeching unintelligibly at her. “Turn around please” I yelped not exactly wanting to be mostly naked in front of a fairly recent acquaintance. As I grabbed a pillow to help cover myself up a little more the titanically bottom heavy girl made her best attempt. But after a cavalcade of wobbling from her signature tush and immense hips, and some creaking from the doorframe it became clear that wasn’t going to happen. Causing a shrug of flabby shoulders as she continued through anyways, turning her attention to the ceiling. “I get where you’re coming from but it’s not like you haven’t seen me naked” Deena said in a chill sort of tone, eyes still on the ceiling. That was true, but I doubted explaining the technicalities of the magical circumstances was actually going to help matters anyways. Instead I panicked tensing up and holding my flabby body still without actually solving the problem. After a few seconds my shy panicked thoughts were interrupted by some cloth colliding with with my face. A particularly vast piece of cloth at that. I pulled it away instinctively and recognized it for what it was. Orange yoga pants of a rather impressive size indeed, with the words “Wide Load” stitched across the rear.

A good portion of my embarrassment was replaced with a proportional feeling of befuddlement. Which was easily remedied as I actually discerned where they had come from. Mindy was bent over next to one of Connie’s suit cases. Having propped the thing open to start tossing outfits at me. Connie was larger than me and we were closer in body type than I was to most of the other girls I could borrow from. But I couldn’t help but feel I had sunk to a new low of step sisterdom. Not only was I failing to pack my own stuff but I was unpacking her stuff without permission. I mentally assured myself that I would surely pack when I got back and most of the shame subsided. As if I hadn’t made similar promises to myself and ignored them completely. Mindy turned her pretty eyes towards the ceiling in a mirror of her subordinate. Though I could tell she wasn’t happy about it and the aura of impatience she was exuding was downright palpable. I may have found myself enjoying making her expression of gratitude more difficult that was necessary. Though I soon realized she had gotten me back in terms of her outfit selection.

Connie’s flair for casual relaxed wear was fine for her. She was confident in her body and it fit her warm scrappy energy pretty well. I was however less than happy with my own girth and was downright distressed with the fact her clothes seemed to highlight it. The obvious phrasing on the pants was bad enough, but it turned out that while she was larger than me, I still had Connie beat in the booty department. The orange material was stretched across my overfull cheeks, the letters stretched comically yet remaining insultingly legible. The top wasn’t much better, it was entirely open at the sides which meant I had so much side boob pouring out that one wrong turn was going to result in someone getting flashed. Especially since It was tight to boot. Wearing her clothes left with me with a much greater appreciation for just how much of Connie’s mass settled in her enormous middle. It would’ve been hot if my closest comparison wasn’t the ball of lard hanging off my own waist. Said belly was mercifully covered barring a single sliver revealed. It was actually some decent covering all things considered. “So now that we’ve sorted that problem, what the hell are you two doing in my house” I propositioned curiously. Hoping a sufficient deflection would hide my embarrassment at my predicament.

“We’re here because you’re going to fail your exams” Mindy said matter of factly in her typical superior manner. Normally I would’ve prepared a more biting remark but I didn’t have a tree truck thigh to stand on in that moment of time. “And?” I asked hoping to get to the positives rather than dwell on recent distractions. “And that’s partially because you were helping snap me and Penny out of our feeding frenzy” Deena said letting out a small yawn. I briefly pondered what she thought she meant by feeding frenzy. Given she wasn’t L.B.L UP aware it wasn’t like she’d think magic was responsible. I contained my desire to pry by making vague gestures for them to hurry and get to the positives. “Deena makes sure me and Penny pass and we don’t even study, she’s the cramming queen” Mindy explained matter of factly, beaming with an unspoken sort of pride. “Which aside from being a name I considered for eating contests means I’m the best way to make sure you-“ Deena started to explain before a ripple began to course through her dark blubber. The tall but massive girl pausing in her explanation to jiggle and rummage for a few seconds before pulling out a phone from one of her rolls. Squinting before softly frowning at it.

“She’s making me go to practice” Deena explained with a dead pan tone holding up her phone for the goth cheer queen to read. Mindy simply rolling her eyes in response. “Just-“ she started to say but had a pudgy finger pressed to her lips by her subordinate. “Look, I’m not going to sit on her, but I’ll take Deena with me and we can do it there” My name sharing opposite explained calmly. The queen bee herself looking a little taken aback, particularly due to all the leaning and heaving that went into close contact for girls of such girth. I considered protesting. Particularly since I didn’t know who this nebulous stranger was who was forcing her. But If there was some miraculous trick that could get even Penny a passing grade I sorely needed it. Not to mention I got the vibe that Mindy needed to feel like she was helping me somehow. So I nodded my agreement to Mindy who frowned but seemed satisfied. “Well since the car won’t take all of us, I’ll hang out here…..have her back by sunrise” she told me with a slightly menacing flair to her voice. “And fitting through the door frames” She added as me and Deena began to waddle out eliciting a chuckle from me and a rather confused look from my name sharing sister is size.