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HAU: Jessica's Story Part 2
🕑 Added 2017-07-18 21:17:54 +0000 UTC Jess's story continues in part 2, or at least what is finished of it. Jess tries to get herself in shape, and the results are for you to enjoy. I'm not totally sure where part 2 is going to cut off and part 3 will start, but next I'll share my outline and ideas for the rest of the story for you to enjoy while I take the time to finish it.Jess enjoyed being back at school. It wasn’t long before she found her old routine. Her school work was pain, but at least at school she had her own space, her own freedoms, and her own life, and she liked that. Being at home with family was fun, but only for a short while. Now that she was back at school she was ready to be back in her old life. She socialized with all of her friends, partied on the weekends, and was enjoying her years in her early 20’s. Despite her large size Jess was a fun outgoing girl, always down for whatever.
One thing that did change though was her health routine. A combination of her recent scale shock and reuniting with her overweight family made her realize her weight had climbed too high. It wasn’t that long ago that she was a small athletic kid. Everyone in her family always accepted and appreciated the larger women in the family, but Jess had never desired to be part of that crowd. Slowly though as high school went on, so came the pounds. Jess couldn’t fight it, it was her genes, it was the constant opportunities to eat. But it wasn’t too much and Jess was able to manage her weight, only hitting around the low 200’s. It wasn’t until college that the bigger gain came. The flab came on so steadily that Jess barely noticed. When she inevitably hit 300lbs she came to accept that no matter what she did she was going to be a big girl, but still wanted to carry herself with some pride and she thought her weight would just level off soon enough. If she remained in the 300’s she still be considered small in her family, so Jess could appreciate that. But now that she over the 400 mark it was time to get serious. If she had hit 400 now it wasn’t going to be too long before she continued to 500 or even 600. Some of her family members, like her cousins Holly and Ashley were in that range, and they were a bit younger than her. Jess found it hard to imagine being that size, but those numbers were quickly coming. If there was a time to try and turn things around it was now.
Jess was going to make a conscious effort to eat better and exercise more. Eating better was easy, she used to watch what she ate pretty well so it was just a matter of getting back on that horse. There were temptations of course, her school cafeteria was a field of landmines of bad choices, and it didn’t help that her friends were always inviting her out to eat since they loved a good meal as much as she did. But Jess remained firm and made good eating decisions when she went to the cafe for her meals.
Working out was part two, the part Jess knew she was going to struggle with. Jess wasn’t a fan of exercise, it had just been a by product of her active lifestyle before. But now that Jess wasn’t involved in any sports, and study sessions were her main pastime she had lost all the muscle mass that allowed her to be flexible and stamina to keep her going. Jess feared working out her 400lb body was going to be impossible. She had done some prep work and had ordered some work out gear that she was pretty sure would fit her, it was going to be a monumental task to try and corral the girls into a fitting sports bra.
When everything finally arrived Jess had asked another friend of hers, Brianna, to join her at the school gym. “Do we really have to go?” Brianna texted Jess the night before they were supposed to meet in the gym. Brianna was another one of Jess’s thick friends. She had really blossomed into a real woman at college, and with that came womanly curves, curves that had become more accentuated as each semester went on. Brianna had a problem controlling her sweets, which had lead to some serious pounds. Clocking in at about 275lbs there was no doubting that Brianna had gotten fat. Jess knew this and thought she would be a good ally at the gym. Brianna on the other hand had adapted to her more indulgent lifestyle, and had cut back on all unneeded physical activity. Being a former cheerleader in high school, she had put her jumping and ra ra sis boom ba days behind her. Jess didn’t realize that her friend had started to fully embrace her lazy lifestyle and what an ordeal it was going to be to try and get her to the gym.
“Can’t we just get take out and study for the big econ test coming up?” Brianna replied when Jess had shut down her original pleas to skip out on the gym.
“Bri come on I don’t want to go it alone. I need to get back in shape, I’ve been getting too round lately.”
“Ugh fine, but you are buying me a new sports bra, I doubt I have one that fits anymore.” Part of Brianna’s new feminine physique was a walloping large chest, I wasn’t kidding was a I said curves. For being about 150lbs smaller than Jess, her rack was about the same size, and that was saying something because Jess was also well endowed up top there, much like her aunt Sarah.
With Brianna locked in for the next day Jess was able to sleep soundly. She had been doing good eating consciously, and now she was ready to try and implement step two of her new year's resolution. But it was Jess who was left tapping her foot in the atrium of the student center 15 minutes past when Brianna said she would be there. Later on Jess would get a text and a long excuse as to why she had to skip out, but Jess didn’t buy it. Jess decided to not let this hold her back though and she stuck to her guns and entered the school gym heading straight to the locker room to change, only fuming a little bit with a small bit of steam coming out of her ears.
Inside the locker room, she navigated her way to the back, somewhere she thought she would have a little more privacy, but the locker room was a lot more narrow than she thought, and it was somewhat troublesome getting past all the benches and lines of lockers. There were a few women in there getting changed, but Jess tried to keep her eyes on her destination and not make eye contact with anybody, she wouldn’t want somebody eyeballing her as she was in the nude.
Jess found a spot she felt comfortable with, not completely secluded, but it would have to do. She started to unbundle her warm outer layers until she was finally unhooking her bra. Jess stood in the locker room, a round mass of fat, standing only in her jeans. Her belly seemed to wrap all around her torso giving bulges and curves all along her sides, up her back, and of course pouring out right in front of her waist. Jess’s full youthful perky breasts sat on top of her blubbery tummy, only drifting slightly to each side of her chest, now that they were able to freely hang.
Jess only remained topless for a moment, as she was quickly fumbling with her sports bra, trying to cover up. The thing was her size, but trying to get the tight stretchy material on was not easy. As she fumbled to get it on her top, her bottom shook causing her excessive padding to jiggle profusely, especially her exposed belly. Eventually she was able to squeeze into the piece, and her impressively large chest was now being to be pinned down, pushing the bulk of her boobs out to the side rather than the normal right in front of her face direction they usually went. Jess threw on a tight tank top to cover the rest of her upper flab and then moved on to the pants.
Jess had to peel off her jeans, but first came getting them unbuttoned, something that had been becoming even more difficult these past few months. Jess reached down to her waist, pushing her big gut out of the way to reach the flaps of her pants. She pressed her chubby fingers together trying to get the button to come undone, but it wasn’t playing nice. The pants were not very loose, so there was a lot of tension on the button. Jess pressed and pressed deeper into her squishy fat trying to find some room to get the button off, but she had to stop several times and catch her breath.
‘Good thing I’m at the gym, or maybe I just need bigger pants.’ Jess stood there thinking to herself scratching her head. Finally with one big last push she was able to get the button undone relieving a lot of pressure, and also opening up some room for her belly to fully roll out. From here she was able to slide her pants off, pushing them slowly down her bulky rolls, having to adjust several times to get them fully off. Now came the stretchy spandex pants. Holding the pants up in front of her, they looked way too small to fit the large girl. Jess knew they were stretchy, but looking at them and then down at her immense bulk, she was starting to fully understand just how big she had gotten.
She started slow with them, yanking them past her cankles and towards her thunderous thighs, first meeting resistance at the tops of her thighs right before reaching her protruding bum. Not a good spot to already be having trouble, but with a good yank she was starting to make progress again. The smooth material was still sliding up her milky skin, but it took quite some pulling and adjusting to get up and over her wide ass. In the end she was able to get them all the way up, mostly up to her waist. Her belly was relegated to having to hang over her waistband, there was no way she was going to be able to pull the pants up any further.
Feeling satisfied Jess packed away her things in a locker and headed out to the front desk. She again had to make her way through the narrow locker room, navigating around all the skinny athletic types, whom she hadn’t fully noticed the first time.
Out at the desk Jess slid her student ID card and checked into the gym, something she had never done since coming to school here three and a half years ago, and was sorely regretting at this point. The counter girl gave her a slight disgusted eyebrow lift, as the behemoth Jess stood there towering over here, obstructing most of the light that had been present just a moment ago. From the desk you young co-ed could only see bulges of fat and flab that had attached themselves to Jess’s arms, face and chest. The desk girl didn’t really have a problem with Jess, I mean if she was here willing to work off the flab, more power to her, she was just more shocked than anything after seeing slim toned students come in and out for four hours a day. But she did her job, checking Jess in and giving her the rundown on how everything worked since she had never been there before.
Jess decided to start with cardio, an easy place to start. She waddled over to a treadmill and started it on slow. Right as she started walking a bead of sweat started rolling down her face, this was not a good start. After just a few minutes of semi intense walking Jess was sweating profusely and huffing and puffing. All the other fit folks around her were jogging along just fine, but Jess looked like a pig spinning over a roasting pit with the amount of drippings coming off of her. Her flab was jiggling, sweat was pouring off of her, and despite the fact that everyone had ear buds in, they could still hear her loud breathing as she struggled just to keep a steady slow pace. Despite having a fitting sports bra, there was just too much flesh to try and control, causing the girls to put on quite the show for anyone who wanted to watch.
Only after about five minutes Jess was starting to get stares and was beginning to feel self conscious. ‘Why can’t I do this anymore? What happened? I used to be so athletic, I could run forever.’ She thought as she turned off the machine and grabbing a towel to wipe it down. A little downtrodden she decided to turn her attention towards the other more strength training machines. ‘I should be able to do these, lugging around all this fat all day I must have super strength.’ She needed something to psych herself up with.
Jess found a free spot and had to squeeze her bulk into place just to fit between the confined bars. The machine was designed to work out her arms, so she raised her puffy arms up to the pads and started to squeeze them together. She was delighted when they were fairly easy to do. ‘I got this!’ she thought. That was until she had done eight of them and then started to get tired.
‘Oh boy this is really taking it out of me.’ Jess leaned back to catch her breath and gather herself. After a minute she started again, but this time was only able to do four. Jess slapped backwards, collapsing into the seat, her arms burning and wobbling, no desire left in her to even lift her arms .
‘Oh my god this is horrible.’ Jessica thought to herself ‘I can't believe how hard this is. It really has been awhile since I was active. No wonder I've become so chunky recently.’ Jess was steadily getting her breath back and her chest wasn’t heaving like it was before. ‘If I keep this up I will be just like my mother.’ Jess wallowed ‘I wonder if Aunt Sarah has this much trouble at the gym. Wait, I wonder if Aunt Sarah even goes to the gym? I’ve never seen her any sort of workout clothes, she’s always dressed to the nines.’ At this point Jessica had thrown in the towel for the day and was waddling back to the locker room, this working out thing was not going as planned.
Jessica’s head hung in shame as she maneuvered to the back where she had put her stuff. Although no one else in the place knew one way or another, Jess knew she had failed and felt like everyone else knew it too. She crammed herself back into her overtaxed jeans and almost had to cut herself out of her overly restrictive sports bra. This had been a complete unmitigated disaster, one that was going to be hard to reel from.
It had been a couple of weeks since Jessica’s visit to the gym, in which time she had made no effort to return.
