"Umph...Bobbi..."
"Relax sweetie, you'll never get Coach Alberway off your back if you keep talking all night" cooed Bobbi from her perch straddling the glutted blonde between her legs whilst lowering another muffin to the girls already chocolate coated lips.
This comment instilled a clear change in mood as the blonde opened up and ate with gusto compared to the lethargy that had seeped into her prior to Bobbi's suggestion.
In truth, Coach Alberway was in no way fit to get on anybody's back but this had not stopped some individuals at Buttercombe attempting to fall in line with any imaginary sports program that may be on offer.
One such girl being Naomi.
With an outward disliking to exercise and an equally voracious appetite, Naomi had been adamant to eat herself out of Coach Alberway's cross hairs which had been something of a pull factor for Bobbi.
Manipulating the blonde's anti-exercise fueled appetite had made Naomi one of Bobbi's many favourite subjects at the academy and the impact was clear.
"That'a girl" purred Bobbi as she continued to feed the failing athlete sweet confections, riding the ballooning blonde's belly like the slowest bronco on the planet.
Naomi could barely manage a smile as she contended with all that was in her mouth, only thinking of the numbers slowly rising on the gymnasium scale and the inevitable exemption from any strenuous activities for the year.
No illusions came with the relationship Bobbi and Naomi had formed over the years.
Naomi needed to get fat to get out of sports, Bobbi was happy to help and got the sweet payoff of watching.
"Uuuuuurp!"
Naomi's burp seemed to go on for ages and rattled around Bobbi's bedroom, provoking a soft, almost cute, giggle from Bobbi who gently patted Naomi's belly as it settled down from the exhalation.
"Ohh, making room for more honey?" teased the redhead, leaning a little closer to her target's face with a coy smile.
Naomi was preoccupied stifling more burps, each one bouncing Bobbi gently on top of her fattened cushion which stirred a slightly wild reaction in the redhead's mind as she maintained her composure with a slight tightening of her thighs.
"Well, theres more where that came from still if you want it..." teased Bobbi, peering down the side of her bed at the array of fattening delights already stockpiled ready for feeding.
******
"Ooph, you did good today girl" complimented Bobbi as she scooted to the main door of her apartment with a hand on the handle, ready to allow Naomi out into mostly quiet corridor.
"Oh...buurp...thanks Bobbi" groaned Naomi as she lumbered one thick thigh past the other in slow labourious movements, each leg nudging her heavy double belly in its bloated state.
The redhead smiled, watching the little waves of fat dance around Naomi's body.
"Keep this up and we'll have you on the sidelines all season"
Naomi's head nearly flicked up in excitement at the prospect.
In reality, she hadn't played sports for most of her Buttercombe career but she wasn't going to even risk starting now.
"Thank God, you're so great Bobbi" praised Naomi with a genuine smile as she reached the front door, her body continuing to jiggle seconds after her abrupt stop, a motion not gone unnoticed.
"Oh Naomi, you're too sweet" cooed Bobbi with a hint of red on her cheeks, albeit from watching Naomi crossing the room rather than embarrassment "you come on round any time you want to get some food"
Naomi simply nodded as she took a step to cross out into the corridor whilst Bobbi waved to her back, watching as bulbous ass cheeks shuffled away from her.
As she closed the door, Bobbi gently rested against the wood with her own bubbly butt bouncing slightly against the solid surface.
Naomi was DEFINITELY one of the good ones, even if she was slightly delusional.
Bobbi's moment of contemplation with images of large blonde girls seared in her mind did not go long uninterrupted however.
"Sooo...how's she doing?" called a voice from the large sofa situated in the middle of the common area of the apartment.
"Quite delightfully" purred Bobbi, glancing at her toes with a coyness before striding towards the sofa and leaping into its marshmallowy cushions, jostling her roommate upon landing.
"Well I could see that" remarked Sheridan, adjusting her glasses slightly as she too recalled Naomi's trials of crossing the living room "I mean what are her numbers?"
"Always such a swat" muttered Bobbi with an air of tease "she said that she was up to 378...before tonight that is"
Sheridan nodded slightly as she slid her laptop up her legs from the coffee table and opened up a spreadsheet with a few swift clicks.
The record keeping had been Sheridan's (nerdy) idea but both girls had benefited over the years as girls came and went and blossomed under their tender loving care plan.
A soft padding sound accompanied the scrolling names with the multitude of numbers married up to them only built the anticipation for the two redheaded feeders as Naomi's name drew closer.
"There she is" murmured Sheridan as a clawed hand combed her hair as the blonde girl's name came into view.
"Oh! How much did she weigh before Summer?" asked Bobbi, resting her chin on her roommate's shoulder to read from the screen.
"Before Summer, Naomi was...342lbs" answered Sheridan quite plainly as she flicked to the adjacent box, inputting the new value.
Bobbi wolf-whistled, dropping herself heavily back onto the sofa and crossing her legs.
"She wasn't messing around back home huh?"
"Nope" replied Sheridan, clearly concentrating, as she scrolled to another girl before glancing at the back of her hand and adding the number '259' to the end of her list.
Bobbi glanced over the extensive list of names scrolling before her as Sheridan continued to add new weights to the respective girls as she went.
The two girls really had been doing this for some time now and had gone through A LOT of girls at the academy, all leaving much larger than they started at the school.
The biggest portion of girls on the list had been solo projects either from Sheridan or Bobbi, with them both racking up an a near equal total but, on occassion, the pair had found a subject willing to play at sharing allowing them both to sink their teeth into them.
These girls really had got big.
Statistics aside though, both Sheridan and Bobbi knew that it felt good watching these girls blow up under their doting ways.
"Hey, we haven't got long left here now Bob" spoke Sheridan, cutting through her friend's concentration/daydreaming
"I suppose not" spoke the shorter girl, adjusting her bra clumsily to gain some comfort in her sizable chest.
"Well you know what that means right?" inquired the bespectacled redhead, glancing over the rims of her designer eye wear
Bobbi looked blank as she fished muffin crumbs from her cleavage, obviously remnants of Naomi's feasting.
"We've got to make our mark, thats what" asserted Sheridan as she looked back at the self-built database before the two girls, each one wearing something of a deviant smile.
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