"Oh, Goddd," Karyn moaned, once again torn between her new and old personalities. Part of her was repulsed by what was going on, as Jon rapturously groped her back rolls, plunged his face into her greasy hair and repeatedly stuck his tongue into her mouth to lick at the food caught in her braces. But another, larger part of her couldn't get enough of it.
Embarrassingly, their very public display of affection hadn't gone unnoticed, either. Out of the corner of her eyes, Karyn could see other kids at the bus stop pointing and laughing at them, miming vomiting, even filming the couple on their cellphones with looks of disgust on their faces. Only Leonard and his nerdy friends seemed unbothered by it.
"Jon, please... I... I can't..." Karyn managed to whisper, mashing her fat legs together in a vain attempt to control her arousal.
"I'm sorry, Karyn," Jon whispered, trying to draw back and regroup. But even as he whispered the words into her ear, he noticed she had a huge, orange clot of wax, and it was like a firework had gone off in his pants. "But you're just so fucking ugly. I can't control myself!"
"What?!" Karyn yelled, breaking the spell. She leapt away from their embrace to instead glare at Jon. "Did you just call me ugly?"
"You're disgusting," Jon said happily, gazing longingly at Karyn's acne-spotted cheeks and low, dangling belly. He longed to lunge forward again and grope it. "You're fat, you're dirty, you're a nerd, your clothes don't fit right... It's so fucking hot. Don't you like it?"
"NO!" Karyn yelled, now on the verge of tears. "I don't like it! I-"
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"-I love it," Karyn purred, covetously groping one of her enormous, sagging breasts.
"I love it too," Jon said, wrapping his arms around her so he could grope her shapeless ass.
"Get a room, freaks!" called out one of the football players. There was a burst of laughter from the other students.
"Don't lithen to them, guyth," Leonard lisped, spraying spit everywhere. "You two are tho cute together. Come on, lookthh like the buthh ith here."
Jon and Karyn stopped pawing at each other with some difficulty and boarded the bus. They were forced to go single file down the aisle because Karyn was so wide. The only seat large enough to accommodate her enormous ass was the one at the back of the bus, so she began to lumber her way down to it. It was easy to see how far her and Jon's social cachet had plummeted since yesterday: nearly every seat they walked past brought a new insult, or a foot ready to trip them up, or a projectile flung their way.
"Man, that was like an obstacle course," Jon muttered, flinging himself onto the back seat.
"At least we're here now... together," Karyn purred, flopping down next to him. She was so fat that, even with Jon pressed as far into the window as he could manage, her cumbersome hips and flabby thighs rubbed against his side.
"We need to find a way to fix all of this," Jon whispered furiously, glaring at Sarah as she boarded the bus with the rest of the popular kids. She looked over, made eye contact, and gave Jon a big, fake smile. God, she was so pretty. She looked grotesque.
"Do we, though?" Karyn whispered back, turning to face Jon. Her hanging arm flab briefly scraped the front of his jeans, and he immediately felt them tighten. "I mean, I feel pretty fucking sexy right now."
"You are pretty fucking sexy right now," Jon breathed, wrapping his arm around Karyn's shoulder. Her back felt so moist and flabby. "Mmm... Did you put deodorant on this morning?"
"Why would I? I know you love a natural woman," Karyn said seductively. She lifted her own arm so Jon could breathe deep of her pungent body odour. He couldn't help himself; he buried his face deep in the sweaty fold of her exposed, hairy armpit and began to compulsively lick it.
"You're such a dirty girl," Jon hissed, the hand that was not pinned against the window busily massaging Karyn's back-fat. "You smell so fucking bad."
"Mhhhmmm... You should smell my pussy," Karyn moaned.
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"Oh, shit!" Karyn cried.
Jon raised his face from Karyn's armpit to discover that her whole outfit had changed. Her sweat-stained Green Lantern t-shirt, while too small on her massive frame, had at least provided some semblance of modesty. But now she was wearing a black vinyl boob tube. It was so ridiculously tiny that it barely served as a bra, leaving the bottoms of Karyn's heavy tits clearly visible. Her sagging, shapeless gut was on full display too, and the hot synthetic material had left an angry red sweat rash the whole circumference of her torso.
Her black elasticated sweatpants had transformed too, turning instead into a pair of denim cut-offs. They were so scandalously short that Jon could actually see the tangled thatch of Karyn's pubic hair poking from their sides, not to mention the thick web of happy trail crawling up her distended stomach.
"Jon, we need to stop this now," Karyn said, tears welling up in her eyes. "Sarah is going to ruin my whole life!"
"I know, but..." Jon couldn't even concentrate on what Karyn was saying anymore. His eyes kept stealing down to her exposed pubic hair. He couldn't remember being this turned on before in his entire life. He could actually smell the sour, dirty smell of her nerdy, virgin pussy and it was driving him wild.
"But what?" Karyn cried, furious. "Even if we love the way I look, I don't want everyone else to think I'm a monster!"
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"Oh my God, do you have any idea how fucking bad you smell, fatty?" Sarah Mcmillan's voice floated over to them, and Karyn and Jon suddenly realised she was stood up on her seat and facing them. "You smell worse than my dad's bait box!"
The rest of the popular kids roared with laughter, but the flush of shame Karyn expected never came. Instead a warm ball of excitement began to unfurl in her stomach. She began to rub her fat, pale gut.
"Hey! Are you listening to me, fatty? Stop playing with yourself!" Sarah yelled. One of her hangers-on threw a sachet of ketchup from their lunch box, and it exploded on Karyn's dirty boob tube, leaving a splatter of tomato.
Another jolt of excitement shot through Karyn. Biting her lip, she lifted up her belly and began to tickle the sweaty canyon beneath. Using her other hand, she scooped up the ketchup from her top and began rubbing it into her gut, instead. She heard Jon make a low moan of desire next to her.
"You're so fucking gross, you know that? You're a big, fat pig!" Sarah called.
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"I knowww..." Karyn said, snorting through her wide, piggish nose. "I've let myself go so bad... I'm so fucking fat and ugly... And I'm never going to be skinny again!"
Neither Karyn nor Jon could resist their newfound urges any longer. Karyn slipped a ketchup-coated finger into her belly button and began to furiously play with herself, relishing the soft, disgusting noises her busy hand was making. Jon, meanwhile, had plunged his face between her massive thighs and had begun to lick at her sagging, distended labia. He wasn't even close to her pussy, but Karyn still found herself growing wet at the thought of him having to smell her unwashed, corpulent body.
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"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" came a sudden, furious voice. With a jolt, Jon and Karyn realised that the bus had stopped. The driver had apparently noticed something was wrong in the back seat, and was now stood over the pair looking both disgusted and furious.
