Chapter 7 - Sophomore Year

Still floundering through forever 21 plus, Haley grabbed a pink 1x cocktail dress and tried it on. Though she was able to get it over her body, she felt like she could barely breathe as the waist of the dress pinched at her. With a heavy sigh, Haley put the dress aside and returned to the plus-size section to grab a bodycon green 2x dress. It certainly fit her but felt very snug, especially around her middle.

Due to there being no mirrors in the dressing room, Haley exited to check herself out in the mirror. Looking back at her reflection, Haley saw that the dress did her no favors in hiding her figure. Every bump, lump, roll, and bulge was on display. The fabric clung to her form like a glove. She turned and saw just how gigantic her ass looked as the material of the dress stretched across her ample backside, struggling to contain it. Haley wondered to herself if her fat ass could somehow be an asset it attracting men. Her gaze fell back to her belly as she turned back to face herself. She knew that her stomach wouldn't be useful in getting anyone in bed. Almost proudly, the dress showed off all of the extents of Haley's gluttony, as the outline of her belly was visible beneath the dress. Anyone would be able to see how her stomach was starting to fold over itself, forming an upper and lower layer of fat. Most terrifying of all was how everyone would be able to see just how deep her navel was through the dress.

No, this would not do at all.

As Haley wondered to herself if the store carried a 3x size, she turned back towards the dressing room without looking. As she turned, she bumped into someone who had been walking by, nearly knocking them over.

Haley felt silly for being so careless. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry"

Putting out her hand to help steady the stranger, Haley soon realized that it was a man she had bumped into. Her hand settled on his arm, and she could feel the strength of his biceps beneath his shit. Though his back was turned to her as he was recovering from a slumped stance, Haley stole a peek at his ass, checking him out like a horny school girl. She could feel a wetness forming beneath her panties, actively refraining herself from squeezing this buff guy's bicep.

He spoke in a familiar yet masculine tone "Hey, no worries..."

When the man stood and turned towards her, Haley gasped. "Holy fuck... uh.. hey, Mark."

The mystery man was her ex-boyfriend. For a second, he looked at her as if he didn't know who she was. After a few moments, his facial expression turned to shock as Haley saw his eyes travel down and then up again, scanning her body. Realizing that he wasn't doing a good job masking his surprise, Mark tried to regain his composure.

"Uh.. hey, Haley, long time no see. You look... uh.. how have you been?"

An awkwardness hung in the air. The two had not spoken or seen each other in several months. Not since the break-up.

Haley was blushing. Her embarrassment was ever more visible on her much paler skin. The tubby girl had indeed become quite pasty while hiding herself away from the outside world. The contrast between the two of them was palpable. Mark was still as hot as he always was while Haley was very self-aware that she had become a pile of blubber.

"I've been... " Haley paused, wondering if the truth was even worth sharing with her ex. She decided to put on a front. "Good. Great actually!"

A puzzled look momentarily flashed over Mark's face as his eyes lowered back to Haley's belly. Haley shuffled uncomfortably, feeling almost naked in her form-fitting dress. Remembering his manners, Mark smiled at Haley's perceived happiness.

"That's good to hear, Haley. Really." Another long awkward pause. "uh... that dress looks.. nice."

Haley flushed a bit, taking the compliment as genuine. "Thanks, Mark!" but then she remembered how much he had hurt her and how long she had grieved over their breakup. She didn't want to sound so eager to him. "Ya know.. was trying to find something nice...got a date tonight with my boyfriend." Haley didn't know why she was lying, but she did at least enjoy the look painted on her ex's face.

"Boyfriend? I.. I hadn't heard.. Haley, that's great. I'm happy for you." Mark initial surprise quickly become happiness. It was good for him to hear that his ex-girlfriend had landed on his feet. After he had broken up with Haley, he had felt dreadful about how things had ended and how harshly he had treated her.

"Listen, Haley.. I'm sorry about..." Just then, Mark was cut off by a voice emerging from one of the dressing rooms.

"Okay, Markie. How do you like your graduation gift." The girl that Haley had seen all over Mark's Facebook page emerged. Her slender body wearing some seductive lingerie. Her large breasts bounced as she stepped towards Mark. His attention was immediately diverted away from Haley to his hot girlfriend.

"Very sexy, Adriana."

Her hips swayed playfully. "Well.. Mr. Graduate, you'll have to get that diploma before you can see me in this again."

Haley felt painfully uncomfortable witnessing this show. Unable to take it, she moved to leave quietly. Her efforts didn't go unnoticed by Mark's beautiful girlfriend.

"Hello there. Markie bear, who's your friend?"

"umm... hi, I'm Mark's ex.."

Mark cut in louder, drowning out Haley's soft voice "She's an old of mine friend. Haley." Mark joined his new girlfriend wrapping his arm around her waist. "Haley, this is Adriana."

Haley was a little confused as to why she wasn't being introduced as Mark's ex-girlfriend. It was easily shrugged off.

"Hi..." Haley looked from Mark to Adriana and back again. The two of them were quite an attractive pair.. It made Haley feel incredibly jealous of Adriana. It was time to leave.

"Well.. nice to meet you.. I need to be going."

Mark appeared to be relieved by this. "Okay, it was nice seeing you, Haley."

Haley nodded and turned to leave "You too." all too happy to be out of there.

She hadn't gotten too far away when she heard Adriana whisper loudly to Mark. "Markie, I think that cute little fat girl wants to jump your bones, haha. She was making googly eyes at you."

Wanting to get out of earshot as fast as possible, Haley increased her pace making a B-line for the exit.

"Excuse me, Ma'am!? Are you going to pay for that?"

Haley was still wearing the green dress. Unwilling to return to the dressing room to change back, Haley paid and left the store to return home. It appeared that the tight bodycon would have to do if she was going clubbing tonight.

Later that evening, Haley cautiously got out of the Uber she had taken to a club far from campus. She looked at the modest line outside and felt a sense of anxiety. Opening her purse, she sated this anxiety with a handful of caramels she had hidden away and then got in line. As Haley approached the front, two slutty looking girls in front of her were let in immediately without being ID'd. When Haley moved to enter the club, the bouncer halted her. For five minutes she waited and then was rudely asked by the beefy looking bouncer for ID. Her photo was scrutinized thoroughly (it was a fake she had gotten her freshman year), but luckily it still worked, and she was let in.

For the first hour or so, Haley hung out at the bar. It hadn't taken her too long to realize that she'd have to buy her own drink. The days of men tripping over themselves trying to buy her a drink were over. Even after Haley had finished her third cosmopolitan, not a single guy had approached her. As Haley looked around, she saw plenty of men, but they were all too preoccupied with the other more attractive women in the club.

With a little courage, Haley made her way to the dance floor and started dancing by herself near any guy she could find. None seemed to show any interest. Within a few minutes, Haley was exhausted and ordering another drink and then another. Her stomach rumbled, begging Haley to attend to it. Unwilling to disobey her belly's commands, an incredibly buzzed Haley stumbled to a seemingly empty corner of the club. Making sure no one was looking, she dug around in her purse, looking for the treats she usually carried. When she hit pay dirt, her greedy hands brought the various treats to her eager mouth one after another.

A group of girls walked by and loudly exclaimed:"Ewww, slow down fatty" They kept walking by "Fucking gross. What a pig."

Haley stopped chewing immediately, thoroughly humiliated by the gluttonous actions she had so openly displayed. She would have left the club right then and there if a small twinge of arousal didn't hit her. It was an incredibly confusing arousal, and Haley was caught off guard by it coming on seemingly out of thin air. Regardless, the mixture of arousal and drinks drove Haley back to the dance floor. Bolder than before.