You never make it to the library, Anna comes to find you in your dorm!

The next morning, John wakes up like normal. He uses the restroom, brushes his teeth, showers.

Just as John is pouring himself some cereal, he doesn't even get a chance to grab the milk as an urgent sounding knock is at the door. That's odd. Closing the fridge door, he quickly walks over and opens it... and thankfully, John lives alone.

Standing before him is no one other than Anna herself and she looks... BIG. Her belly grew to the point that her shorts, already themselves looking right to explode right off of her, is easily overflowing the waistband. Her thighs have grown thicker, too, the stitches in her shorts pulling apart from their sheer mass. Her tits have grown to the point where her shirt's turned into an impromptu bra. And not a very effective one, at that, the underside of her boobs showing too much skin. Her arms and face plumped up quite a bit too where, if it wasn't for the fact she was wearing that same outfit yesterday, you wonder if you would have recognized her.

"A-Anna?" John blurts out, not just surprised to see her, but also surprised to see her so... so FAT.

"John..." she moans his name, her voice dripping with lust and arousal. She steps into the room, closing the door behind her as he instinctively steps back, not quite sure about how to react.

"W-What in the world happened to you, how did you get so... are you okay?" John asks, concerned for her well-being despite also being considerably aroused.

"Mmm, I'm fine. See, I was just hanging out in my room, watching a movie when the strangest thing happened. I started to grow fatter and fatter. It just felt so good I couldn't do anything else but ride out the orgasm that came with it until I passed out on my bed. I mean, I came pretty hard that night, just watching my body swell and grow, bursting out of my shorts, my shirt riding up from my plump tummy..." her hands are wandering over her plumped up curves at this point, fingers tracing over her belly then up to her bulging breasts, down her sides to her much thicker behind.

The very sight of her enjoying her curves, running her hands over them like John imagined before is too erotic, as John find his thick cock hardening. Something Anna does not fail to miss.

"Mmm, I see, you really do like me like this, don't you," her question is rhetorical, but her intentions clear as she steps up to him and runs her hand along its length over his pants. John's arousal taking over, he of course nods anyway, biting his own lip as he restrains yourself from jumping her here and now.

"Mmhm, I thought so. You know, I was thinking you could finish the job, busting me out of these clothes. I get to be...mm, fatter and you get a free show out of it."

"W-what?" John asks, stunned and slightly confused, his erection harder than ever. The idea of watching her get fatter is certainly an appealing one.

"You heard me. Whip out that cock, show me how you use it." she says, legs rubbing together, biting her lip again as she looks into his eyes, then wanders down to his crotch expectantly.