(This chapter is not told from John's perspective, but from Victoria's.)
(An author's note: Small correction from the start. I have discovered a mistake in the very first chapter, hooray. Victoria's weight was supposed to be 160, not 140... so, yeah. A bit bigger all around)
Viola seemed really excited about this whole ordeal. I was still quite stunned myself, not knowing how I would sensibly react. I was growing... My boobs had become bigger, although not by much. Me and my normally 160 or so pound body. I guess it would be nice, John would have more to squeeze at least, hehe. The three of us sat on the couch, John and Viola caught up in some discussion but I was too zoned out to partake or even listen for that matter. I placed my hands on my still stuffed stomach, which had shrunken down a bit. Rubbing it gently, I thought about how big I would get in the end.
Before John went back to school, he carried Viola back up to his bedroom, while I decided to stay in the living room. John came back downstairs and kissed me goodbye before walking out to the bus. I had followed him to the front door and watched as he disappeared down the street, my head still in another place. The rest of the day carried on like normal. I decided to watch some movies to pass the time and get me thinking of other things, then I went through the notes John had brought back, trying to figure out what we now had started with in school, and I made some lunch for me and Viola.
I had knocked on Alexandra's door and asked her if she wanted some, but she had politely declined the offer, saying that she would grab something later. Not wanting to disturb her, I let her be and joined Viola for lunch.
"I made us some grilled cheese sandwiches," I say, walking into the bedroom, a plate in each hand, two sandwiches on each one. I give one of the plates to Viola as she puts her phone away, gratefully taking it. Sitting down in the chair, we start digging in.
"This is really good Victoria!" Viola exclaims as she had just swallowed a large piece of the sandwich.
"Thank you. I can't really cook anything else..." I shyly respond, taking another bite. "Read anything good?"
"Why yes I am. A continuation from the one I showed you last time!" Viola eagerly says. Viola is into reading smut, and she has shown me a couple of her favorites. Many are about submissive women, while others are about teachers and students, all detailed and she talks about them like she was the women depicted in them. I guess there are some more, lewd, reasons she became a teacher. I didn't ask any follow up questions, since I know how, intense, she can become when talking about the stories she reads.
After we had finished eating, I grabbed our plates and put them away, before I laid down next to Viola to sleep. The rest of the day passed without issue, as did Friday. John went to college and we continued to digest our food; Alexandra didn't show herself at all, the only times being when John was home but she didn't want us to see her, so we were in our rooms when she wanted to go to the bathroom. The weekend came and went as well, with John fucking me and Viola a couple of times, cooking food for us and making sure we were comfortable, all of which only reminded me further about my expanding body, but it felt... nice.
On Monday, distance learning had once again been implemented. All girls who were infected got to join the classes online. My belly had shrunken down a fair amount now, Viola's too, but I still decided to stay at John's place, not wanting to return home just yet. Mom had returned and I didn't fancy seeing her, but she was gonna go away on another business trip in two days so this wasn't permanent. John had been kind enough to let me use his computer to join the classes, and I may or may not have tried to peek at his 'interests,' but he had cleared his search history, sadly.
Hitting the join button, I was greeted with at least 15 other members, all girls from the class. I had no idea that so many had been infected. Staring at the screen with a blank face, I waited patiently for the lecture to start. Only a couple of the girls had their cameras on, not me though. Professor Ayers finally joined in the meeting, starting the lecture. He had positioned the camera a fair bit away, the letters on the board barely being visible as he began writing. Ayers is old, really old. His next to nonexistent silvery hair has been swept back today, weaning his thick woolen brown sweater and constantly fidgeting with the whiteboard pen. The quality of the sound was pretty bad, the acoustics of the lecture hall not helping at all. I did my best to take notes, but I was a bit distracted with Viola constantly criticizing Professor Ayers' teaching, saying how much better of a job she'd done.
One of the girls, Yasumi, an asian girl with short straight black hair and a relatively round face had started eating during the lesson. What looked to be a bunch of chips and Cheez-It:s, she shoved them into her mouth rapidly, drinking some soda with it. Those with their cameras on clearly had noticed, the professor had not. Another of the girls got up, before quickly turning off her camera, but it showed off her bloated belly, skin stretched by loads of food, her white shirt rolled down to her navel. Nothing compared to what mine had been, but still visibly bigger.
My own stomach cried out, just now realizing I was a little hungry. The professor was too busy to check the computer, not really grasping technology that well since he was in his late 70's, maybe even his late 80's on a bad day. Turning around, Viola had gone back to sleep, having stayed awake at night to catch some foreign show that aired at 2 am, so I decided to sneak away from the computer, heading downstairs to search through the pantry. John had been so thoughtful to grab a bunch of different kinds of chips, so I grabbed two bags and one of the soda bottles, hurrying back upstairs. When I arrived at the second floor, I noticed how Alexandra's door quickly shut, apparently she was able to move again. That's good.
Sitting back down in front of the computer, I surreptitiously opened one of the bags, not wanting to wake Viola, and started eating, fistfuls at a time. Yasumi hadn't turned her camera off, so she was still eating on camera. Three other girls had shut their cameras off. Did all of us have the same mind and stomach?
As I finished up the first bag, the lecture was drawing to an end, but I noticed how Yasumi was laid back in her chair, her eyes closed and mouth open as she seemed to be, masturbating... Masturbating in front of the class. However, she grabbed another bag and began stuffing herself again, utilizing both of her hands... Someone else was there, helping her. Yasumi seemed to be greatly enjoying herself, which caused my pussy to start throbbing and aching.
Thinking of John, how he was unaware of this situation, how he would react if he knew. My hand had found its way between my legs. I slid my panties to the side, as I began rubbing myself, thinking of John's amazing cock, his large hand that would grab and massage my belly, moving to my growing breasts, teasing my nipples as he thrusted into me. My fingers felt so small, so inadequate in John's wake, but I had to cum. My nails scraped against my clit, feeling myself edging closer. I didn't want to cum here, so I started edging, wanting to hold onto this blissful feeling, rubbing myself harder before slowing back, keeping my gates shut.
The lesson reached its end, the only camera that was still on was professor Ayers and Yasumi, who now had reached her climax, leaning herself back in the chair, her belly peeking up from the bottom edge of the screen, and I saw how she panted and was speaking with someone below her. I left the meeting, rushing to the bathroom to finish myself off which didn't take long. Washing my face, I recomposed myself as I walked back into the room, awaiting the next lesson.
The rest of the day went smoothly. Yasumi didn't turn up to any of the other lessons and John came home late, having been helping Max with something. Me and Viola happily greeted him, and together me and John prepared a simple dinner, mac and cheese with some stuff along with it.
"Tomorrow we don't have any lessons, so I'll be home with you," John said as we were washing the dishes, cleaning the stuff we had used.
"How fun! I've missed you today," I said, feeling John's hand grab my fat ass. "Hey!" I said, playfully throwing some water at John. He laughs as he kisses my cheek, pulling me in close so I'd get some of the water on me as well.
"I think your ass grew as well," John whispered in my ear, which caused me to blush.
