Chapter 1

Casandra sighed as she glanced at the door in front of her. She double checked the number, 413, to ensure it was, in fact, her dorm assignment. She had opted for a random roommate assignment, since she didn’t actually know anyone at the school. College was meant to be her fresh start: a second chance at a human life.

Of course, Casandra wasn’t human, but she had sworn off human blood, renouncing her old life and deciding that humans were friends and not food. She was determined to stick to her vow, but she still felt anxious as her maker’s words rang in her head. He had told her that she’d never be able to resist her nature.

She took a steadying breath, reminding herself that she could prove him wrong. She didn’t have to be the sadistic, bloodthirsty monster she once was. She was better than that.

She braced herself as she turned her key. She had initially hoped that she would arrive before her new roommate, but her enhanced hearing allowed her to realize that her roommate was already present. She could hear her chewing on something crunchy.

When she opened the door, she saw that her roommate’s side of the room was all set up and quite pink. The sight of her new roommate caused her to check the room number once again despite the fact that the key wouldn’t’ve worked if she was in the wrong place.

Back when Casandra was indulging in her darker desires, she had particular tastes. She always found humans with excess adipose tissue piled onto their frames to be the most decadent. Not to mention that she always had a bit of a tendency to play with her food, and the most fun toys were always the ones with lots of parts to jiggle and squeeze. While she was a natural predator who could catch any prey she wanted with relative ease, she derived a certain twisted pleasure from feeding the food-motivated fatties lots of treats, making them so swollen and round there was no use even trying to run. She’d watch them try anyway, though, stalking them slowly and laughing maniacally as they huffed and puffed until their poor, tired feet couldn’t possibly carry their heavy, inflated bodies one more step. It was indescribably thrilling.

But it was also wrong, and she reminded herself of that when her mouth began to water at the sight of her plump roommate. She wasn’t exactly an obese porker, just a curvy, corn fed girl with a chubby body that was just a wonderland of softness. She had long, blond hair that framed her friendly, round face and reached down to her large breasts that rested snugly in her t-shirt atop her pudgy belly that spilled out a bit onto her thick, pillowy thighs. She had been chewing on an oreo that she was eating right out of the pack. There was an entire sleeve missing, and Casandra wondered if she had eaten it all in one sitting.

The girl put a hand over her mouth as she was still chewing. After she swallowed, she rose to her feet. Standing at about 5’2”, everything about her seemed to be in direct contrast with Casandra. Casandra had a model-like build, tall and slender, her slight curves hidden in loose, black clothing while the other girl was dressed in pink, her stout figure practically spilling out of her clothes. She clearly thought of herself as skinnier than she actually was. Either that, or she’d piled on some extra pounds quite quickly.

She also had straight, light hair, light eyes, and a slight tan, while Casandra was pale with wavy, black hair and dark brown eyes.

“Hi, I’m Hadley,” she announced perkily, speaking with a hint of a southern drawl.

“Casandra,” Casandra replied nervously.

“Are you okay with hugs? I’m a hugger,” Hadley said.

Against her better judgment, Casandra nodded and found herself wrapped in the chunky girl’s warm embrace. She noticed the way Hadley’s abundant breasts pressed up against her, and in moments like those she was truly no better than a man.

“You’re so cold! Are you alright? Want me to turn my fan off?” Hadley asked as she let go.

Casandra shook her head.

“No, no, I’m fine. I just have bad circulation, so my skin tends to feel a little cold. I brought extra blankets, so I’ll be fine,” she said.

Vampires who feed on fresh, human blood tend not to be noticeably cold, but there were unfortunately a few downsides to Casandra’s new lifestyle.

“You want some? I’ve been stress eating,” she confessed, gesturing toward the oreos.

Casandra shook her head. She could stomach bits of human food when necessary for appearances, but it had very little appeal to her. Sweets themselves didn’t really have that sweet taste to her. Humans who filled themselves up with them, on the other hand…

Hadley took another oreo from her desk.

“This the last one I’m having today,” she declared with a chuckle.

It appeared that both girls struggled a bit in their own way with self control.

Casandra pictured what it would be like to treat Hadley like her past playthings. She’d put her in a trace and have her sit back down on that ample ass of hers, gently compelling to finish the whole container like a good little piglet. She’d claim Hadley, fattening the girl day in and day out to her liking, watching that chubby belly grow into an insatiable, gargantuan tub of lard.

She took a deep breath to ground herself. Hadley was her new roommate and a potential friend. She was not going to look at her like a piece of meat, no matter how juicy and delectable she looked.

Instead, she took it upon herself to focus on unpacking and setting up her side of the room. That was the type of thing that normal college girls concerned themselves with. Color schemes, extracurriculars, class schedules, and the freshman 15 that would look oh, so good on Hadley…

This whole human college thing was going to be harder than Casandra thought.Casandra sighed gently to herself as she made her bed. This whole human college thing was going to be a lot harder than she thought.