Fattened Faculty (Chapter 8)
God, she is so fat.
The art teacher was wearing tight clothes today, which made for a fantastic view of her bulked-out form. Various fat-parts of Ms. Anna Russo's body were practically fluttering as she stood there, drawing an impressively realistic face on the chalkboard as quickly as she could. She was finishing up a demonstration on the proportions of the human head, and now that the details were being filled in, the motions she made with her chalk were becoming faster and more dramatic. Each wrinkle or eyelash on the picture required staccato flicking motions that sent Anna's arm-handles swinging in that respective direction, and with each zig-zagged bit of shading, her plump shoulders swayed on a slight delay. These motions continued down her contour, inevitably slowing to a stop around the crux of her hips, where the fat was most densely packed. As soft as she was, the momentum could evidently travel only so far before it was lost into her