Chapter 3

Lisa’s eyes shot open. She rolled over in her bed. She reached a hand South. Another wet dream. She was probably just withdrawing from her previously populated sex life. Lisa once again didn’t remember a thing from her dream. She just knew it was hot.

She took a sip of water and got ready for her morning run. She quickly shed her pajamas. The pink laced garment would remain on her bed. Throwing running shorts on she felt awake and ready to get to work.

The workout was wonderful. Sunny but not quite hot. Nicole and Lisa ran perfectly together. They were neck and neck every day.

“Do you believe in god.” Nicole always asked leading questions.

“Uh… yes I believe in something like a god. Maybe not a big man on a cloud.”

“I think god is what we make it” said nicole

“I like that”

After they ran it was shower time. The girls had to get ready for class. Lisa washed her hair carefully. Her legs felt great from the run. She was ready to learn some calculus. Throwing on a cute blue and pink outfit she grabbed her backpack.

Lisa and Nicole walked to class.

The first month of school flew by in this fashion. Long busy days. Deep meaningful talks and lots of laughter. The roommates were quickly becoming best friends. Lisa had adjusted to college perfectly. No homesickness aside from the common wet dreams.

After a weekend trip to Adam and Sandy. Lisa was ready to drive home and get some well earned rest. However, tonight would be different. Tonight Nicole had other plans for her.

Walking into the dorm buildings entryway/lounge Lisa was surprised by the sight in front of her. Beer, liquor, and a whole bunch of her friends.

“Happy birthday Lisa! At 19, you’re finally a real adult!”

Nicole held up a tequila shot. A salt shaker and a lime wedge.

“Sure why not” said the young blonde. After all college was the place for trying new things.

Lisa closed her eyes and took the shot. The strong flavor punished her throat. The sharp flavor burned. Over the next few minutes she began to feel great. The warmth of the alcohol flowed through her.

Lisa had a blast. Taking another drink she was really loosening up. Nicole watched her inebriated bestie closely.

“Never have I ever uhhhhh. Gotten high” Nicole struck down her last finger and rolled her eyes. She took her sip. Lisa was surprised that she’d gotten her.

Lisa shoved the jack into the tab.

*TSSSSS

The seal had been broken and the beer had decided who would drink it. Lisa was trashed. She tried to avoid breathing as she chugged the malty beverage.

Lisa felt so… bloated. A moment after the last of the fizzy drink.

***Uuuuhri… URRRRP*** the smell of beer with her breath. That was it for Lisa. She needed to get to bed.

She stumbled to the dorm and collapsed in her bed. Laying awake for a second Lisa did something uncharacteristic of her. She reached her hand down to her pussy. She’d never really consistently masturbated before. Her steady relationship had satisfied her libido. This was a new feeling. Despite seeing adam hours ago she was incredibly horny. She bit her lip and picked up her phone.

‘Slut fujks’ a video titled Fat lesbian sluts was the third result. The skinny blond somehow clicked that link. Before her was a video of the largest woman she had ever seen. Her eyes were fixed. This was… the uh hottest thing she’d ever seen. She furiously rubbed herself. After a really quick orgasm Lisa closed the private tab. She wouldn’t remember this. A rhythmic sexy sound played in her head. She drifted to sleep.

Her life went on relatively unchanged. The only difference is now she got drunk once or twice a week. Without fail every time Lisa got drunk she ended up staying up late in bed looking at… fat women. Sometimes they were eating. Sometimes they were having sex. She always felt her bloated alcoholic belly. It was starting to turn her on. She hardly thought about it afterwards, her memories were always blurry anyway.

The next day after a binge she’d shuffle to track practice tired. She’d suffer through the workout. Some days she’d even half-ass it, something she had never done in high school. A gap in speed formed between the previously even roommates. Lisa was now running reliably about 30 seconds slower on average in a 5K. Lisa didn’t mind. She still felt good most of her runs.