Drabble - Glynda's Woes

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Glynda thought of three things as she waddled through the halls. Her empty stomach, her sore shoulders, and the mountain of paper work that awaited her. She would love nothing more than to return home, drop her fat butt onto her couch (which would likely not survive) and stuff her face with ice cream.

However, that wouldn't fix the ache in her shoudlers. One hand massaged her right shoudler, fingers sinking into the soft fat. Beneath the layer of pudge were tense muscles. She grimaced and lowered her arm.

Work was stressful as usual, the inability to lose weight added to it, and every second she ddin't have ice cream in her hands made it worse. She would have continued to waddle and grumble to herself until she heard something...

A moan.

Glynda snapped to attention. Any activity that caused that noise should be prohibited outside the privacy of a dorm. Glynda followed the noise and peaked into an empty classroom. Inside were two of her students, Jaune Arc and Pyrrha Nikos. Yet, they weren't up to anything lewd. Instead, Jaune was rubbing Pyrrha's shoudlers.

It was slightly comical considering Pyrrha was so fat that Jaune had to stand at arm's length to ensure he wasn't squished against his partner's butt. Meanwhile, Glynda couldn't help but feel jealous.

She had struggled to find dating prospects, especially with her weight. Yet Pyrrha was just as fat as her and had a young man rubbing her shoulders. Glynda would kill for that.

Perhaps she could...no, not kill Pyrrha. Perhaps she could ask Jaune to massage her shoudlers? From the sound her student made, it had to be effective. Would the young man agree to secrecy? Would she need to bribe him with grades.

As Glynda, thought, her belly pressed against the door and pushed it open. Jaune and Pyrrha's heads quickly snapped toward Glynda, their faces turning bright pink. However, they weren't as pink as Glynda's.

This would require some explaining, from both parties.