chapter 1

Alex breathed heavily into her mask, attempting to catch her breath before her elevator reached their coordinator’s floor. It was ridiculous that they made everyone wear program issued scrubs. No one could ever agree on a fit or color and they had to be special ordered.

Alex opened the door to the reception’s office and was greeted by a brief glance from over a computer screen.

“Over on the chair” she said, without pausing her typing

Alex walked over to pick them up and happened to glance down at the tag. 3XL.

“Are you sure these are mine?” she asked, gesturing to the tag.

She stopped her typing. “Look, this is your third new set since you joined us in October, we’re just trying to make things more convenient for you in the future and save a little money in the process.”

Alex didn’t have the heart to tell her that her other scrubs had shrunk in the wash, although the inner thighs of her current pairs were definitely beginning to show some wear and she could use the new ones. She’d make
these work.

Without stopping her momentum, Alex grabbed a handful of the chocolate bars kept stocked on the desk for students and exited the office.
The receptionist sighed and slowly shook her head.

Alex took a break on the bench about halfway between the office and the elevator to admire the art and finish up the rest of the chocolate. She leaned back and her hands found the drawstring of her scrub pants, attempting to make them a bit more comfortable, but found they had already come untied.

“I need to figure out the settings on that damn drier” she said as she spread her legs to make enough space for her to rock herself to standing. The seams of her tightening pants had begun to rub her in all the right places, and she was in a hurry to get home and finish what they started. In fact, she’s noticed that her sex drive has been higher than normal in general recently. It hasn’t really become a problem, but she’s beginning to find herself losing focus during lectures and needing to run to the bathroom to take care of herself towards the end of her late afternoon classes.

Her phone goes off and she’s reminded that she needs to finish looking over her notes before tomorrow night’s exam. She quickly clears her thoughts and heads to her campus dining hall, a popular study spot due to the close proximity to all the college essentials; food, caffeine, and free wifi. Alex lowered herself as gingerly as possible into the booth and the campus chef brought out her usual latte and whatever the freshest pastry of the day happened to be.

“I swear that girl gets heavier each time I see her”, the head server remarked, “pretty soon she’s not going to be able to fit in that booth”.

“I’m glad it’s getting to the point where other people are starting to notice, I’ve been experimenting with this new weight gain powder that was recommended to me. I’ve been putting it in her coffee since her first week of orientation. Supposably it lowers your metabolic rate to essentially zero, so even if you don’t overeat, every calorie you put into your body gets stored as fat. It apparently is supposed to increase libido as well, but I haven’t seen any signs of that but I increased her dose so we’ll see.”

Alex rubbed her eyes and looked around at the carnage of last night’s all nighter. She had a steady stream of baked goods and lattes to keep her going and between her scattered notes and empty cups, you could barely see the table. She went to scoot herself to the edge of the bench but found she went almost nowhere.

“Mmmhm”, Alex moaned as she shifted in her seat.

She managed to struggle her way out of the booth after a considerable amount of effort. She stood sweating and panting, not only from physical exertion, but mostly because every slight shift caused her top to ride up, exposing her swollen abdomen, and her tightening pants squeezed her in all of the right places. It took a considerable amount of focus not to orgasm with every labored breath.