Your history professor at college!

You looked everywhere through all of your friend's social media and recent texts with them to see who got the cold, but you found nothing at all. You eventually had to give up and had dinner with your newly fattened brother. It was stunning to see the 180 in his personality. It was like he never cared about his health at all. Just a lazy slobby dude who was into cars and beer, and you much preferred that to his old self.

You headed to bed and just decided to let it be. Whoever was fat now you were gonna eventually run into them. It was only a matter of time.

Your alarm woke you up the next morning and you got ready for school. You had a quick breakfast and made a swift drive to the park-n-ride to catch the bus downtown to your campus. You kept waiting for it, the big reveal, but there was no sign of an obscenely obese man. You arrived on campus and went through your first class which was boring and mind-numbing calculus. Excited to be freed from that hell hole of a class, you made your way to the other side of campus for your world history lecture.

You arrived as the previous class was flooding out of the lecture hall. Eventually enough had left that you could squeeze inside. The professor and assistants were packing up themselves and leaving so your professor could come in for this class. Your professor was a bit of an old geezer, somewhere in his 60s or 70s. He had gray-white hair and a thick beard that he kept perfectly taken care of and looking amazing. It made everyone jealous who could barely grow a 5 o’clock shadow.

The other students were slowly shuffling in as the clock ticked closer to class starting. The hour struck and there were only a few stragglers still coming in but there was no sign of your professor. The minutes kept ticking as everyone was finally settled in. You wondered where he was when you began to hear dull thuds coming from outside the lecture hall. They slowly grew louder and louder and you couldn’t wait to look. You turned in your chair just as your professor’s enormity came into view.

A belly larger than a truck oozed through the double doors as it squished into the room. Two massive bloated moobs that were more like tits pushed through as well and flopped to the sides of the enormous belly. Your professor's head came through the door and his handsome face was framed now by multiple chins. He continued to stomp more into the lecture hall as his gigantic ass got stuck in the doorway. He cursed quietly to himself as he shuffled and maneuvered to get one ass cheek in and then the other. He heaved a huge sigh as you could see the massive patches of sweat all over him and staining the enormous clothes he had on.

“Good morning class,” he said with a bit of a deeper and somehow even sexier voice. “Pardon my tardiness, please open your books to page 352 while I get down the stairs.”

You nearly came in your pants as he took the first stomp down the steps. His gigantic fat form wobbled obscenely and hypnotically as he continued down another step. Slowly he lumbered down before you came face to face with his massive belly. It just barely fit in the stairs between the seats, but his behind didn't as his thigh began to push into you. You realized now why no one else was sitting in the aisle seats.

“Sorry, young man,” he wheezed as his sweat smeared on you through his khakis. He continued forward down the steps and his ass only pushed more against you practically knocking you out of your seat as it rolled on top of you and consumed the seat. You couldn’t help but grope his flabby ass. You hugged it and squeezed it as you took in the sweaty musk of his fat. You didn’t care if he noticed. He continued forward down the steps forcing you to let his flab go as it left and soon enough he was at the base of the steps. Bathed in sweat and wheezing for air he started the lecture as normal.

You tried to pay attention but he was just so sexy and mesmerizing. His deep baritone voice and his wobbling obesity were so hot. Despite his tonnage, he couldn't resist pacing like he used to. Waddling from left to right in the lecture hall and using his hands a lot as he talked. His fat tire arms wobbled and quaked with every gesture he made.

You nearly jumped out of your seat snapping to attention as the bell rang. Before you knew it class was over, and you were **** to leave your eye candy behind. But you were excited, there was no doubt you were infected at this point. It was only a matter of time before it took hold. Everyone began packing and leaving. You did the same and made a note to look at the PowerPoint later to find out what you missed. But then the professor called you out.

“Would you come down here?” He asked you. You giddily went down the stairs as the last of your classmates shuffled out of the lecture hall. You skipped down the last steps and found yourself standing before the behemoth that used to be your thin professor. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were copping a feel earlier, right?”

“Sorry, professor,” you apologized. He sounded really serious. You shouldn't have assumed that just because you wished it was someone who would like being fat that they would like being treated like some toy. “I won’t touch-“

“Would you like to know?” He asked as he rubbed one of his moobs. You knew exactly what he was asking and nodded.

“4937 pounds,” he beamed delightfully. “Two weeks ago I was a puny little man, but now I’m a mammoth of gluttony and sex and I love it. Would you like a closer look? Perhaps some one-on-one tutoring to help your grades?”

“Here?” You asked as he already began unbuttoning his massive shirt revealing the hairy sweaty flab beneath it.

“Close the doors up there, and we’ll have all the privacy we want. We have an hour to do whatever we want and no one will question why a giant sweaty man like me will be winded.” You nodded and sprinted up the steps to the double doors and closed and locked them. As you turned around your professor was taking off his shirt. It was more like a tarp it was so large. Even at the top of the lecture hall, he looked to be the size of a small bus almost. You sprinted back down throwing off your clothes in seconds and jumped on his gigantic belly. It was the size of a car and was covered in gray hair and sweat. You ravished him as he moaned and took it in gladly. You rubbed his belly, stroked his hair, licked the sweat off of him, and lathered in it. You groped his rolls and grabbed as much of his moobs as you could to just feel how enormous they were.

“Fuck my belly!” He finally gasped. “Do it and I’ll give you an A for the next test!”

He didn’t have to persuade you as you stuck your dick in his belly button and humped. You both moaned in tandem as his body shook wildly with every thrust. You were in heaven touching and pushing into his body. You came and filled his belly button with your cum as he sighed in relief himself.

"Help me take my pants off," he demanded. You pulled your dick free and got around to this backside pulling at the waistband of his khakis slowly pulling them down. They were tight so it took several pulls and only inches of progress before they finally came free and dropped to the ground. His mammoth cheeks reeked of sweat and musk and you dove right in. Pushing them apart your professor moaned and you were quickly drenched in sweat. Finally reaching his asshole you shoved your cock in and humped again.

"Oh, thank god!" He cried out. "Please! Fuck me. I'm so horny! I love being a fat cum dump! I'll let you fuck me whenever you want. You don't have to attend class anymore! I'll give you A's on everything! Just fuck me!" His **** pleas got you going and made you so horny. You thrust harder and harder smacking your entire pelvis into his asshole with loud wet smacks.

"I'm gonna cum!" you moaned to him. He only gasped for air moaning himself as you orgasmed. Your small load barely filled his asshole but he was moaning and gasping for air happily. He was even sweatier than before as he sat there gasping for air and groaning.

“Thank you,” he wheezed. “You can leave me be. I need to rest. Consider yourself passing.” You thanked him and gathered your clothes and backpack and left. You got a couple of strange stares from students who were in the hallway outside the lecture hall, but you didn't care at all about what they thought. You were more excited about becoming a fat blob of a man.