Chapter 1 - sneak peak (chapter 4)

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I soon feel a pudgy finger tap my shoulder. I turn around, it’s Natalie. “Hey, Luke!” She says cheerily. “H-hey Natalie, w, er, uh, how are you?” “Exhausted! Oh, by the way, do you have a lab partner?” “We’re supposed to work with partners?” “Duh, silly! Didn’t you read the instructions?” “I, er...well, I skimmed it.” She laughs, “Well, come on lab partner, let’s sort this bag.” She doesn’t even ask me first, she just declares it and bam, I’m her lab partner.

She takes off her jewelry and puts her hair in a hair tie, as per lab safety rules, and we begin our class work. I try my best to focus, but I keep getting distracted by my lab partner and her voluptuous body. I know she’s trying really hard to hide her belly, but my mind still manages to fill in the blanks by itself. Even if we toss aside the fact that no skinny person could have boobs or a butt of that size, when you factor her double chin, her fat thighs, and the belly shaped bulge in her jeans, she must weigh at least a good 180, maybe 190 lbs (80-85 kg). And on top of that, every so often, when she leans the right way, I can see her fat belly bulging out against her loose shirt. And, though I might be mistaken, I could almost swear there’s some sort of fabric-like texture between her belly and her shirt. It doesn’t quite look like skin pressing against the shirt.

SNAP! “Dammit, stupid pencil!” Natalie whisper-yells in a frustrated tone. “You want me to go up and sharpen it for you?” “Aww, you’re sweet! I got it, though. You watch over the experiment, tell me when the liquid solution’s done draining.” She waddles over to the old timey pencil sharpener in the corner of the room. When she comes back, SNAP! “Uck, again?!” She waddles off again, this time not towards the pencil sharpener. Instead, she heads to her shared desk. Like most science labs, everybody has a seat at a long table they share with other classmates, as opposed to sitting at a single desk. As a result, to get to her seat, she has to squeeze between 2 tables, which proves quite the struggle for her. Now, of course she’s not so fat that she completely fills in the gap between the tables. But, she does fill in enough of it for it to be a claustrophobic squeeze, as proven by the pencils and pens falling off desks as she waddles to her spot.

She crouches down to search through her backpack for another pencil. When she gets one, she stands up, her fat butt inadvertently shifting the table behind her in the process. She turns sideways and squeezes back out of the gap. I quickly avert my gaze before she can notice I was looking at her. “Alright, I’m back.” She says in a tone just loud enough to command my attention without grabbing anyone else’s. I casually turn back as if I hadn’t been watching her the whole time she was away. “Hey, I think most of the water’s out.” I say as she waddles up to me, her fat breasts bouncing in the process. “That’s great! What do we do next?” She asks cheerfully, standing at a distance such that her boobs are a tad too close to my face. “Well, er, um...” her already prominent smile grows wider as she notices me getting flustered. “I-I suppose we should use the Bunsen burner...on the rest, just to get rid of what’s left.” I say. “Sounds good. What do we do with the liquid stuff?” “Um, er...” I angle my head to my worksheet, looking for helpful info. “Come on! I thought you were supposed to be like a science wiz or something!” She says, wiggling her boobs ever so slightly in front of me.

She’s not close enough to me that everyone else notices, unless they’re paying close attention, but from my point of view, it seems as though she’s trying to get me turned on. I get the feeling she knows I’m trying my best not to look at her breasts. But, I don’t wanna be presumptuous, this might be a normal standing distance and I just never noticed it. She speaks up, “Look, how ‘bout this? I’ll work with the Bunsen burner, you figure out how to separate all the solutions in that liquidy goop.” “Oh, uh, sure.” I respond, still somewhat taken aback. She searches through the drawers for a Bunsen burner and plugs it in.

About 15 or so minutes later, the teacher alerts us to start putting everything away. Luckily, we had just finished our experiment, but we still have a few stupid questions to fill out on our worksheet. She offers to help put all the lab stuff away if I fill out the last two questions on our worksheets. “Sounds good to me!” I respond somewhat enthusiastically. Shit, I hope not too enthusiastically. She giggles at my response, reassuring me that I wasn’t too enthusiastic...I hope.

Once we finish everything, we hear the bell ring. I bring both of our papers to the teacher’s desk as Natalie waddles to her seat to get her stuff. I go get my stuff, but am startled by a high-pitched “Hey Luke!” “Oh, uh, hey Natalie!” She giggles, “It sure was fun working with you today!” “Yeah, it was. I can’t wait for the next experiment so we can spend some more time together!” I respond, still kinda nervous. “I know! It’s a shame you sit so far from me, especially since there’s an empty seat right next to me at that table.” I blush, “...uh, I mean, if you want, I could...like, I guess-” “Sit right next to me? OMG, that’d be fantastic!” She says cheerily, “That way, we don’t have to wait for another experiment to hang out!” She continues giddily. “Yeah. I’ll be sure to sit right next to you next class.” I say smiling. “Yaay!!! Anyways, though, I gotta go soon! See ya!”

She starts waddling away quickly. “Wait, Natalie!” “Hmm?” “Do you...maybe...uh, want to...hug? You know...like old times?” A big, blushing smile develops on her face. “Of course!!” She runs up to me and wraps her fat arms around me. I feel her fat boobs press into my chest. The top of her boobs actually press against my neck. She soon releases me, though. “Sorry, gotta go, see ya!”