Samantha part 10 (Patreon)

Chapter 10: The Trial of the International Club

Sabrina sat at the center of a long table while flanked by her fellow student council members Alison and Lily at her sides. With a smug look of satisfaction she watched you and the club enter the gallery while Adele took her own table. Adele was accompanied by a student from the Law Club, one Alice Wonder. With a folder of papers Alice had a confident determined look under her black rimmed glasses.

They were waiting for the judge: The Headmaster.

The headmaster of Monroe was so distant one would forget she even existed at all. She let the Student Council do pretty much everything in running the school, she had a very laissez faire approach to administration. In the appeal process she was the only one that could overrule the student council president.

A chubby girl entered the room and whispered into Sabrina’s ear. Sabrina then announced “All rise for our Headmaster Dr. Emma White.”

The grand giant doors opened and a massive platform was pushed by two androids. All the doors at Monroe were naturally crafted to be as wide as possible for the robust students, but even they were rather snug for the mountain of a woman that came through. Dressed in a suit that had so much fabric it was hard to make a general shape the bloated headmaster had arrived.

Everyone that could stood up in respect as the gigantic woman was wheeled into position. The androids then began to feed her cream puffs while also fanning her.

You were positively shocked at her size, she made you look skinny by comparison! While you were sitting comfortably at a half ton the headmaster seemed to have at least a couple hundred pounds on you. While you were more than satisfied with your half ton of lard seeing someone even bigger than you filled you with a sort of envy. You blush hotly, placing a hand on your giant gut under your black button down shirt. Maybe someday you’ll get to that size.

You notice the dark ray bans over her eyes and the braille papers that were handed to her and you realize with amazement that she was blind.

Sabrina grasped her gavel and banged it on the table.

“This appeal hearing is now in session. Today we will be hearing from Adele Katz of the International Club, represented by Alice Wonder of the Legal Club. The International Club stands accused of conducting meetings not just off campus, but in a foreign country at that. Miss Wonder, you may now offer your appeal.”

Alice grunted to stand up. Alice was a tremendously belly heavy girl; her gut pushed out her green skirt, giving her an appearance that made her look nine months pregnant with twins, only it was all fat. She poured herself a glass of water and began to talk.

“Headmaster, as you know, students are allowed to come and go as we please. This weekend I have to go to Los Angeles for a birthday party. I will be visiting friends and I’ll even be staying for three nights. There is nothing in the rules against traveling to foreign countries.”

Alice paused to take a drink and continued, “The International Club is composed of friends, they do everything together. What makes these activities nonclub activities? The fact no minutes were taken for one. Headmaster, this is all a big case of nothing. Word got out about their vacation, it got a little exaggerated and blown up. For this reason the International Club’s suspension should be withdrawn.”

The headmaster’s flabby fleshy face did not look amused listening to all this. A soft voice escaped the mountain of a woman, she was so quiet everyone leaned in just to listen to what she was saying.

“In light of this misunderstanding I dismiss this suspension. I would recommend that the Student Council show more restraint when it comes with rumor and innuendo. It would be best not to waste the school’s time. Or mine.”

Sabrina didn’t react, just batting the gavel down and announcing “This hearing is now adjourned.”

While the headmaster was rolled off and Alice and the club were shaking hands Alison and Lily leaned over.

“You don’t seem upset Sabrina.”

“I knew she was going to overturn it, the suspension was flimsy. I just did it to bug them and ruin their day because I can.”

The girls understood their boss perfectly. This was all just a game and while you and your friends were playing checkers Sabrina was playing chess.

To celebrate the club’s victory a feast was called for.

Yes, you were quite the happy blob as evident by the grease stains collecting on your green tie. God you love greasy food. French fries, onion rings, pizza, you could eat it all, or at least you were giving it a try!

Your new heart was giving you the extra vigor needed to glut like before. In fact, you were better than ever, everyone slowed down before you did. Your friends opted to cheer you on as they digested.

Oh you can est so much now. Your stomach was so stretched out at this point you could probably fit a twelve year old boy in there.

But you couldn't possibly be that greedy could you?

Hard to say. But you were working hard on fattening that healthy heart up. A woman's sacrifice to save your life was needlessly going to waste bite by bite.

Meanwhile Miss Emily was talking with a woman in a black suit and wearing slick shades. The woman was stirring a lemon in her tea. Her fingers gently wrapped themselves around the tea cup handle and gently lifted the tea to her mouth and mechanically let the liquid fall into her mouth before sitting the tea cup down.

“When you eat and drink do you taste it?”

“My taste buds might not be as advanced as yours. When we are not being charged the food and drink acts like a substitute.”

“That is really fascinating. Not even my masters are able to afford an android, it’s a complete novelty to me to be having lunch with you.”

Her cheeks lifted into a short smile before dropping down into her default blank poker face.

“Was that a smile?”

“It’s what my programming thinks is a smile. It shouldn’t be too out of the ordinary to see us around campus. Androids have been present at Marilyn Monroe in one way or another since the 1980s. I am just the latest in the I Mary series.”

Emily looked over across the room at Anya and Annika and how Annika ws rather rough in feeding the half ton communist.

“You’re different from the other one I’ve seen.”

Mary looked over at the crazed grin on Annika and said, “I cannot speak for the Soviet AI system.”

Emily chuckled, “Of course not. Well I think that covers it.”

Both Miss Emily and Miss Mary approached you in the middle of your gorging. You had a basket of fries resting on your bib of chins, like a feedbag on a horse.

“Samantha, this is Mary, she's an android who will help me since a half ton of you is a little too much for me.” Emily grunted as she tried to lift a single billowing roll of flab, showing how heavy your excess was.

“It's wonderful to meet you Mary!” You extend a greasy sticky hand at the woman in black.

Mary said nothing but her computer scanners were taking Samantha in.

Samantha Lang
Height: 5’4
Weight: 1004

She did a body fat scan and could see every bit of Samantha was covered in greasy yellow, to Mary she was a giant tank of liquid cheese.

She extends her hand “The pleasure is all mine Miss Lang.”

“Ooooh! HNNK!”

Attention turned to Adele who was red faced and pushing her dish forward, “I think I’m done, phew…”

More than anything this party had been for her, this was her victory and the greasy dishes reflected it. She was less of a glutton to the extent you were, far more focuses on academics, but tonight she had cut loose and was now experiencing chest pains.

“Nnnnmmmm my heart is going so fast,” Adele pants while while wiping the sweat that was pouring down her face, brushing it off her distinctive nose.

“There there,” Nina patted her back while Adele tried to take in breaths of air. Hildi supported her, telling her “Yeah, I’m pretty sure the combined student body has more cholesterol than the State of Texas!”

“Just take a deep breath,” You try and offer some advice from experience, “In and out. I think we know what your limit is now.”

“Watashi no tame ni motto” Kiko chuckled and reached for more chicken wings to which Nina reprimanded her “Nein! Too greedy Kiko, even for us.”

Your fleshy blob face smiles confidently, “We have our club back, that’s what matters. We can always stuff ourselves in our dorms anyways, heheh.”

After you parted ways, you went back to your dorm and Emily and Mary settled your whale sized body into your bed Emily activated the tube that lowered down into your mouth and pumped a fatty chocolatey concoction into you. You moaned at the rich chocolate favor, rubbing what you could of yourself. There was so much of you, over half a ton. You were fat, literally. According to Mary’s scanner your body had more adipose tissue than anything else. With a body mass index in the triple dodgers you were more fat than girl

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Every morning Sheena woke up in the center of a huge bed. A bed that was not meant for her. It was comfortable, but she felt lost in this massive bed, it could fit six of her easily.

She washes her hair in a shower that seemed to be a literal room. The water washed over her black hair and left her in her shower thoughts. She remembers cursing the name of Marylin Monroe when she was younger, and yet, here she was.

She never thought she’d be here. Her college drop out sister was crying to the moon that she got the chance to attend.

“The school of the elite,” Sheena muttered to her as she turned off the water, sarcastically adding “Maybe I’ll run into a princess or something...although I doubt there's a single princess on earth that can actually run.”

After she got done and dried her head she went and got dressed. Panties, black tight leggings, green skirt, black button down shirt, green necktie, brown jacket, and green chucks. It was hard for her to fathom they had to custom make her size and it took several weeks for the full ensemble to arrive. In comparison the academy kept sizes BIGGER than Sam on stock.

She hopped onto a bedroom chair which of course wasn’t made for her. She felt like a little girl or a doll sitting in this massive chair meant for massive women. She reached for the phone.

“Room service? I would like coffee. Black. No sugar. No cream.” The kitchen was surprised by the order, but her drink was brought to her and she was ready to leave. She noticed something peculiar with the school’s architecture: there were no stairs.  Every way she turned stairs was just something that was architecturally absent.

Sheena walked amongst a figurative sea of fat girl blubber, sticking out like a sore thumb. In class she attempted to actually study while her classmates kept pushing buttons and ordering from the cafeteria. The workers would crouch down and move between the seats to either take their order, bring them something or take the countless leftovers.

Seeing such gluttony filled her with sheer amazement. How can a woman eat this much? Her mother sent her to fat camps with her sister when she was young hoping it would stretch her stomach. Instead she came back thin as a greyhound. The portions her family ate were something Sheena just couldn’t match.

Then there was the sort of complex she built. She grew up bullied by her sister and practically everyone in school. In college it turned into a grievance but over time she came to accept this was reality. If anything being a stick made her special.

Sheena was walking home when she ran into Sabrina and Anya who of course had Annika by her side.

Approaching Sheena, Sabrina smiled wide “Hi! I’m the Student Class President, Sabrina Hart.” extended a fat hand, arm fat heavily danging down and pulling her arm down to slap her blubber. “Annika!”

Annika extended a hand which Sheena shook. It felt unnatural shaking hands with Annika, the difference between soviet androids and western androids were clear.

Anikka scanned Sheena.

“Only 8% body fat.”

“This is different,” declared Anya, “She is thin  like girls back home.”

“Jeez thanks for noticing,” Sheena rolled her eyes, she had gotten use to that her entire life.

“Sheena Price is our recipient of the Kennedy Grant, only one is ever picked out a year. It’s perfect for the low income to attend.” Sabrina explained.

“Hold on!” Sheena put up her hand, “You can insult my figure, it’s been done all my life but don’t you dare mock me for being poor you upper class bitch!”

Sabrina gasped as Sheena went on.

“This entire school is built for the one present of society who hoard the world’s wealth. You people are everything thats wrong with society today, you rich people.”

Sheena turned to face Anya “And YOU! That was nasty what you did to the International Club. You’re a hypocrite for even being here, a communist hog in a capitalist pig pen.”

She leaned in closer to Anya’s fat face, seeing the syrup she hadn’t wiped off her chins from gorging herself.

“I could do so many things to you because I’m a stick and you’re a fat blob.”

At that Anikka stepped in with her arms out “Stand back or face the consequences.”

“Thats good Annika,” Anya whispered and Annika stepped back.

Sabrina, having listened to the whole rant gave an awkward laugh, “Haha oh my! You have such lively opinions. It’s always a thrill seeing someone with a Kennedy Grant you just don’t know what you’re going to get.”

“Go to hell,” Sheena snorted and walked away from Sabrina’s backhanded compliment.

Both Anya and Sabrina broke into a panting and wheezing pair, sweat running down them and drenching their clothes. Being confronted like that had sent their bodies into overdrive.

Annika scanned the two of them, seeing their hearts beating extremely fast, “It would be best to go back to the dorm. Good afternoon Miss Hart.”

Sabrina, the thousand pound hill of fat, clutched what she could of her fat, certain she might have a heart attack. She took deep breaths and calmed herself. This wasn’t the time for that


After her classes Sheena made her way to your dorm, your dorm seemed to be an active place with many visitors.

“How was your day?” You asked seeing her out of the corner of her eye.

Coming into view Sheena was grinning, “I told Sabrina Hart and that communist chick off. They mocked my size and my social class, basically calling me poor. So I gave them what to with an epic rant.”

“Oh my God!” you squealed, dropping your controller. Sheena fell forward onto your belly making you umph.

“Sorry I shoulda asked first, huh?”

“It’s okay no harm done. You sure do love fat don’t you?”

“A love hate relationship.” Sheena spread out over your immense sea of belly fat. “I hate being picked on but I can’t deny fat feels good. It’s so soft and squishy.” Sheena shuddered feeling all of the adipose around her, “And to think all this is yours. It’s constantly attached to you, this flab.”

You could only giggle, “What can I say I’m full of it. Jam packed you might say. There’s supposed to be a dance soom with the Space Academy over the river.”

“Space Academy?”

“Yeah it’s where space cadets train for the Space Force. Pretty neat, huh?”

“So there’s going to be a dance between the rich and powerful and the military. How romantic” Sheena said with dry sarcasm.

“Pretty much.”

“Sounds like fun. I bet the dress will fall right off me.”

“Oh don’t be like that, we’ll get you to a tailor and we’ll make you a wonderful dress!”

That did cheer Sheena up a little bit, “You will?”

“Of course, we’re friends!”

As sam sighed and relaxed in your fat she couldn’t help but smile. Maybe it won’t be so bad after all.