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“More syrup?” said Jackie sweetly.

Ella nodded distractedly, barely sparing Jackie a glance as she continued to busily stuff her face.

Jackie had decided to treat her dorm-mate with a big homemade breakfast, and Jackie was an excellent cook. Their small kitchen table (as well as the counters) was covered in plates of eggs, bacon, cheese, custard, porridge, sausages, bagels, french toast, and pancakes, along with decadent toppings of syrup, honey, whipped cream, cream cheese, crumble, chopped nuts, chocolate chips, toffee, ice cream, chocolate sauce, and more.

Ella couldn’t get enough of it. In fact, she couldn’t stop stuffing her face. Any moment that she wasn’t filling her mouth with food, she was gasping for breath and desperately looking around for more.

The appetite enhancers were strong. Jackie vaguely wondered if she had overdone it, but quickly brushed the thought off.

Ella had no idea that she was the subject of Jackie’s dissertation. A week earlier, Jackie had secretly inseminated Ella with experimental sperm designed to grow fast and large once a fetus developed. Jackie hadn’t even had to sedate the other girl. It had been during one of Ella’s drunken slumbers following a frat party.

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“I’m making one of my special protein shakes,” said Jackie cheerfully the following week. “Interested?”

Ella was clutching some books with one hand, while the other was tugging down the back of her dress, but the tight material kept riding up in all directions. The girl had grown a truly impressive backside to accompany her burgeoning belly. Her breast growth was even more drastic, two EE-cups wobbling where a small pair of Bs had been only a few weeks earlier.

Ella’s stomach grumbled, but she looked mournfully at the blender. “I’m gonna be late for class.” She shuffled for the door, absently cradling her belly. She already looked seven months pregnant and regularly regarded the mound with the most baffled of expressions.

“Not a problem.” Jackie swiftly filled a 2-liter water bottle with the “protein shake,” which actually didn’t have any protein powder in it. It was more like a weight gain shake, packed with butter, cream, sugar, oil, and a hefty dose of the appetite enhancer that Jackie secretly fed Ella at every opportunity.

Caught between uncertainty and relief, Ella snagged the shake, clutching it against her as she tottered for the door. She was so overwhelmed with school work, she had been half-ignoring her transformation, perhaps willing it away.

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Truthfully, Jackie had nothing against Ella. She didn’t even dislike her.

Ella was just a victim of circumstance—the perfect test subject. Jackie was certain she would have done it to any roommate. It was why Jackie had chosen to live in the dorms.

She studied Ella with neutrality, monitoring her intake and growth, scribbling notes constantly. Ella was too preoccupied with stuffing her face to notice. When she wasn’t eating, she was feebly doing school work, or just passed out, her growing masses heaving with her heavy breathing.

She looked due with child by then. Overdue. Her breasts were like honeydews perched on the mound of her belly, her hips wide and thighs plump, while her ass bulged out behind her, looking as though they had been drastically augmented with cosmetic treatments.

It was tough to discern how much growth was caused by the pregnancy versus the growth caused by the binge-eating. Jackie didn’t want to risk taking Ella off the appetite enhancers. Ella needed massive amounts of fat to support her rapidly developing condition.

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Jackie and Ella had a class together on Wednesday mornings. Jackie walked with her that day, politely observing as Ella ate from a large box of chocolate donuts, stopping only for long enough intervals to guzzle long slurps of soda from the super-sized cup clutched in her opposite arm.

Ella was already waddling. She was utterly massive. Her breasts seemed to jiggle with each step, ass bobbing behind her. Her nipples protruded the size of coke caps when they weren’t erect. Her belly button resembled a golf ball and almost seemed to be throbbing.

Ella was panting heavily as she struggled to support her belly, which had to be larger than a beach ball by then. She barely made headway with each of her small, arduous steps. At times, Jackie had considered suggesting the use of a wheelchair, but then, it was more interesting to watch Ella struggle, even if it meant being late to class on Wednesdays with her.

When they finally arrived at the lecture hall, Ella had to practically aim her belly through the door, allowing it to inch forward as it preceded her. It scraped either side of the door frame. Professor Peters stopped mid-lecture and couldn’t help briefly gawking, silently baffled by Ella’s significant growth week to week.

The other students were less discreet in their stares.

Panting heavily, her mounds quavering, Ella struggled her way to her seat.

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