Chapter 1 - him

Allie sat at the end row of class, and he was two seats away. She could smell his sweet fragrance, feel him in her mind. He should be about 200 lbs, she thought. 200 lbs of softness, of kindness, 200 lbs of bliss. She'd had a crush on him ever since she started attending this school - at the beginning of her sophomore year, three months ago. Now she isn't sure it really is a mere crush anymore. History classes were boring, really boring. That didn't matter. He was there. She thought of how it might feel to be held in his arms - the soft flesh of his belly pressed onto her abdomen, his flabby arms caressing her back, feeling her, feeling him. The thoughts burned in her like nothing else she'd ever felt, making her explode on the inside, sending little pleasurable tingles through her body. Was she getting wet? She got slightly amused by the possibility. If the were together, she thought, she could kiss him deeply, cupping the back of his neck with her hands while brushing them against the soft, dark curles. He's amazing. Touching his belly, his sides, his back, sinking her fingers onto his flab. Will she ever be able to reach him?


*authors note*
This was quickly written, and I'll be back later, writing some more. I hope you like it. :)
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