You enjoy some time to flaunt your fat on campus

After a bumpy and fun ride with a lot of jiggling and wobbling, you finally arrive on campus. The driver helps you get out as your enormous gut pools out into the open and your massive tree trunk feet stomp onto the concrete audibly getting everyone's attention as the big man has arrived on campus. You can feel the breeze on your gut as your shirt is riding up your fat, but you don't want to fix it. In fact, you had a fun little idea.

Your stomps shook the campus and drew glares from everyone you passed by who also all made way for your advancing obesity. It was such an indescribable delight to see everyone stare at you, and you didn't care whether it was in awe or disgust. Just feeling like a giant beacon of manhood was exhilarating. Sweaty, musky, and exhausted you finally made it to a building near your first class, which had a bathroom fit for a man like you, and others. As you stomped into the bathroom the echoes of someone's groaning filled the room as did the stench of cum. You looked toward the massive stall which was nothing more than dividers to separate the guys with giant cocks to find the massive, easily five-foot-tall testicles, of a man clearly in the throes of orgasm. You could see the pit that was dug into the floor to drain it all was filling rapidly with cum as the man groaned in pleasure and his whole body shuddered. You could only see his backside as he paid you no mind and was entirely focused on just trying to drain his engorged balls.

You just smirked in satisfaction as you turned the sink on to get some water and pulled out the wishing powder. You pop the container and add a sprinkle to the water before stuffing the powder back into its safe spot under your moobs. You then chug your drink.

"I wish it was completely understood that clothes are difficult to find and wear for infected men," you say quietly to not disturb the man in orgasm. "So it was perfectly acceptable and even legal for infected men to wear nothing at all and go about their days naked if they so choose. I then wish that I was wearing nothing but a jockstrap." You smile as within a blink you're clothes disappear and your squished caboose is freed from its undergarment prison and spreads outward to freedom. The single strap from your jock is the only semblance of clothes still remaining on your form as the frontside cups your massive fat pad.

You give yourself a quick look and smile mischievously knowing no one can say anything now about letting your obesity fly free. You stomp in place to turn around just as the man in the stall backs out panting and finished with his orgasms. He looks to you and you throw your arms up behind your head to show off your pits and look sultrily at him.

"That's a fucking sexy cock," you tease. "Want to fuck me?" He doesn't say a word and looks as if he's about to double over before he rams his cock back into the stall and groans in orgasm louder than before. The torrent of cum is even fiercer as you laugh boisterously.

"I'll consider that a yes!" you tease as you continue to stomp around and leave the bathroom for your class. Your fat is now free for all to see as is the sweat that is already beginning to build and the smell along with it. You proudly strut and huff as you stomp to class. Your fat jiggles and shakes even more now that it isn't being held in by those pesky clothes. You finally get to your class's building and smirk as you have to squeeze in through the double doors. It's much easier now without your clothes on and also easier with the help of the sweat greasing the frame of the door. You finally reach your lecture hall and squeeze through the doors again and smile as everyone looks on in awe and disgust in equal parts.

You stomp down the more than two dozen steps getting classmates soaked and smothered by your fat to sit right up front. You hear a few people move out from behind your massive ass but you know some are still right behind your enormous crack, stewing the heat and musk of your sweaty fat. The professor comes in shortly after, and without even batting an eye at the naked 8000-pound man you are, he starts teaching.

You sit quietly listening to his lecture as he flips the PowerPoint and you all follow along with your textbooks, which yours of course is soaked in sweat, but still readable. The bell finally rings and you follow everyone out as the professor is **** to follow your titanic ass out. The glares at you are only growing as you grow more sweaty and the stench builds thicker. But you relish it as you stomp to your second class. You don't lollygag and head straight there squeezing through the doors before making it into the classroom. This class is much more fun since it isn't a lecture, just a simple class with about 20 students, and you take up over a quarter of the entire room. The classmates already in the room move desks out of your way and huddle up together in the space they have left. You sit there and wait before the door opens and your friend arrives.

"Hey, Nathan!" you say as one of your old high school friends grabs a desk and throws down his bag. He looks at you and chuckles.

"All natural again?" you smack your moobs and rub them.

"Of course, I'm not gonna deny everyone else seeing how sexy I am," you tease.

"I cannot believe you got infected you lardass," he says pulling out his textbooks. "How am I the skinny one now?" You both laugh. Nathan's been into football all his life and trained to get on the team back in high school. But he didn't because he bulked up too much and got a bit of a taste for obesity and couldn't commit to losing the weight. Although you know he would never admit that, it was pretty obvious he was happy being big. Especially if it meant he was bigger than you. You actually met him because he bullied you with his weight. You ended up becoming great friends though after he finally got denied for the team. You smile fondly remembering old memories when the professor finally walks in and starts class.

Following the boring lecture everyone is packing up and you wait for everyone else to leave. Squeezing out of the classroom Nathan is waiting for you.

"Hey, lardass, wanna go get lunch?" he asks.

"I'm fucking starving. Let's go!" You follow Nathan out of the building and off campus where he takes you to a nearby buffet, the one Harry first took you to! Familiar with the amazing conveyor belt service you get seating for two as he can grab what he wants before it reaches you. You sit and chat before the belt starts moving and food starts pouring in. Nathan is no slouch to eating as he weighs probably over 400 pounds, but his appetite pales in comparison to you. You grab morsel after morsel of food and stuff your face. Every pound of food goes into your gullet as the scraps and sauces stain your naked chest. Your cock throbs in pleasure as the food is so euphoric with your condition and Nathan has to deal with hearing you orgasm over and over just from stuffing your face.

You then begin to get a bit lost in the food coma. . .