Alice the Fat Cheerleader Interactive

I do a lot of writing on writing.com, as there are a lot of evolving interactive stories I like to follow. Eastsportsman, who is a Patron here, made a fantastic and extensive branch on the interactive story Alice the Fat Cheerleader. It sees the three main characters at an absolutely huge state, bordering on the brink of mobility. Someone recently added a chapter to this story, which got me thinking how I could add to something I've enjoyed reading. I've banged out the begining of what I would like to add, and as promissed I'm here to share it with you, since I have no clue when I'm going to be able to com back to finish it. I'll leave a link here to the place where I would be jumping off from. 

https://www.writing.com/main/interact/Alice-the-Fat-Cheerleader

So without further ado, here is the writing;

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If there is one thing Ms. Ferida knew how to do, it was cook in quantity. The former lunch lady turned teacher was used to serving up tray’s a steamy carbs, a skill that was coming in handy around Jen. 

“Jen, you are going to have so much fun at my place this weeken... oops I mean tonight. I dug out my old lasagna recipe. It should be just finishing by the time we get home.”

“Cool, I like pasta. My mom makes it all the time.” Jen said as she rubbed her stretching belly that was growing emptier by the moment. 

Finally arriving at Ms. Ferida’s house, the peppy woman sprung from the car to retrieve her bounty from the back. Popping the car door open, Jen heaved one fleshy thigh out, her foot landing on the pavement. Ms. Ferida soaked in the sight of Jen’s generous amount of padding pooling out of the back seat of her car. Before lingering too long, so grabbed Jen’s wrists to heave her out, the young girl's hips rubbing both sides of the car door as she popped out.

Inside the cool air soothed Jen’s exposed flab, as she had consistently broken a sweat the few paces it took to get from any car to any indoor enclosure. Jen was more than willing to flop down on Ms. Ferida comfortable couch to take the weight off of her failing legs.

“What's that?” Ms. Ferida cood. “Smells like tasty lasagna. Give me a minute, I'm going to go take it out of the oven so it can cool down. Why don't you flip on the TV and see what's on.”

Flipping the TV on, the first show to come up was the follow-up episode to the drama she had watched last time she was here. The two lady protagonists had run off together and left their husbands behind. “Oh this is one of my favorite episodes!” Ms. Ferida said as she came back into the living room. She took a spot up on the couch right next to one of Jen's thunderous thighs, scooching right next to her, cuddling against the soft girls side. 

“There is just something so romantic about two women going off together. Women just understand each other in a way that men cannot. Just like I understand how hungry my friend Jen can get.” There was a slight pause before Ms. Ferida continued. “Screw it the lasagna has cooled off enough! Plus you wanna eat it while it's warm anyways. Why don't I go fetch it for you, I'm sure you’ve been waiting for it.” With that the skinny teacher bounced into the kitchen retrieving her freshly cooked lasagna. 

Moving much slower she carried the commercial sized cooking tray full of lasagna into the living room where her guest awaited. Jen's eyes grew as she saw the sheer size of the lasagna that Ms. Ferida had prepared. All Jen could think was that it was the largest lasagna she had ever seen. But that was the last thought that she remembered before the delicious aroma of the lasagna wafted up into her nostrils. Ms. Ferida had handed her a fork and Jen didn't hesitate to dig in. 

The lasagna was filled with plenty of ground beef as well as tender sausages and of course everything was smothered in cheese. The lasagna was creamy and delectable and Jen couldn't help herself but continue to eat it bite after bite. Jen worked her way from the top layer down until she hit metal on the bottom of the pan. From there she worked her way out words, working left to right as the massive lasagna slowly disappeared. 

As Jen began to fill up her belly grew by bounds sticking further and further in front of her. Jen started to become so full that she was actually breaking a sweat again having eaten so much warm lasagna. She wiped her brow but it didn't stop her or even slow her down as she continued her conquest. 

Ms. Ferida hung right by her side, one of her arms wrapped around Jen's meaty thigh. Jen's dress naturally had ridden so far up that it exposed much of her bulky leg blubber. The dress was so tight covering her humongous ass, that as her belly started expanding filled with heavy lasagna, it only made things tighter. Ms. Ferida took full advantage of the opportunity to caress the voluptuous woman's massive appendage. Her other hand calmly rubbed Jen's back playfully going up and down her back rolls.