Senior Year Epilogue

It had been a whole year since Tom and Gretel last met.

The pair had gone their separate ways after graduation, with Tom going to a respectable local university and Gretel transferring to one in another state. Although they kept in touch, talking on the phone now and then and exchanging some messages online, Tom knew he couldn't hope to keep the amazing relationship they shared together over their Senior year in high school alive. And he was totally alright with that. Senior year had been an amazing experience for the both of them, and they said their goodbyes on a happy note, thanking each other for such an amazing time.

But now and then it was only natural for Tom's thoughts to drift back to his long-time high school crush, Gretel Humphrey. She had it all. The cuteness, the charm, the beauty, and of course those curves. He fantasized about the golden-haired, sweet-faced Gretel's outrageous, voluptuous figure often actually, and he truly missed her and how oddly comfortable she was with him even from the start. Since Gretel's departure, Tom had found time to meet other girls, his spectrum broadening as he entered college. While he mostly went back to his usual skinny girls, he would occasionally get lucky and go out with a nice, full D or even a DD cupper with a modest rump to boot!

Yet of course none of them held a candle to Gretel, who he had last left weighing at a very healthy 240 lbs, over 60 lbs heavier than when they first met in Senior year, and her gigantic LL-cup boobs overflowing out of her creaking bra.

He actually wondered if college life was doing her any favours when it came to her weight. He knew that Gretel had a tendency to…ehem…develop naturally on her own thanks to that massive appetite of hers, having watched her grow not just in cup size but in weight over their high school years. Indeed, every now and then they would chat on webcam, and every single time they did Tom noticed Gretel would be munching on a bag of chips, a box of take-out, or some sweets or pastries of some sort. Typically, the beautiful buxom blonde would be dressed in a tight-fitting sleeveless top, her cleavage welling up out of it generously for Tom to see. Even though he had seen it (and a lot more) quite a bit before, it still got him perspiring and excited.

He never asked to see more, though. Tom, being a nice guy, wasn't sure if Gretel would be as open with him anymore as she used to be, since they no longer saw each other on a daily basis. So he had to speculate any weight gain by his rather limited view of her face, bare shoulders, arms, and a bit of her bust. He couldn't conclude anything for sure, but he did notice her double chin seemed to be appearing more often, and her face was looking a bit fuller. Also, whenever she'd reach over for more snacks, he would see her chubby arm which he noticed was getting a bit thicker as well.



So one had to imagine Tom's delight when Gretel told him she was coming home to visit that summer, and she wanted to meet up with him just like old times!

"I totallyyyy miss you Tom, and I it to be like I'd never been gone! We've got tons of catching up to do" she smiled prettily at him through the monitor, before stuffing a fistful of Cheetos into her mouth, some of it bouncing off her heaving cleavage. Good ol' Gretel, Tom thought.

Tom got particularly excited about her idea of making it just like old times, Gretel having said she missed how they used to spend time in school, have lunch, go to gym class, then head over to Tom's house to just hang out, chill, and enjoy the cooking of Tom's mother. She said she wanted her first day back to be just like an ordinary day of theirs in high school. It was a funny, sweet request, and Tom happily agreed. Besides, Summer High was open even during the break to allow students to partake in summer programs and extracurricular activities, so they had the school grounds open for their use.

"I hope I can still fit into my old uniform and gym clothes though! I think I might've put on some college weight" giggled the Gretel on his computer monitor, as Tom watched her peel the wrapper of a particularly large cupcake before taking a massive bite. With a full mouth and cheeks bulging cutely, she gave Tom a playful wink as if to say 'and I know you're going to love it'. Tom couldn't wait to see her.




Gretel had instructed Tom to meet her in their Senior year homeroom classroom that morning, just before they would set out for lunch in the good ol' school cafeteria before heading to the gym for some exercise. After that they'd head home and chill at Tom's place like they used to, and Tom's mother was quite excited to see Gretel as well, who was a big fan of her cooking. She promised to prepare snacks for when they got back from the gym, and make them dinner in celebration of Gretel's visit.


Tom had arrived at the classroom which was thankfully free (some of the nearby classrooms had workshops and stuff going on), and took his seat at his old desk. He turned to the empty desk next to him, where Gretel used to sit. It felt weird, but at the same time nice and familiar being back at Summer High. It had only been a year since then but it felt like ages to Tom! He still looked the same though, he noted, glancing down at his skinny-as-ever frame. His old high school uniform fit just as it did before.

He checked his phone, his last text message from Gretel a cheerful "see you soon! <3" before letting him know she was on her way. He smiled before tucking it back into his backpack, which contained a few sweet surprises for Gretel—some chocolates, a bag of cookies, a box of brownies. Old habits die hard!

The summer sun and heat made Tom drowsy though, and he slumped his head down on his desk just as he always did every Monday to Friday morning back in Senior year.

"Just a few minutes…" he murmured to himself as he closed his eyes.



Suddenly, just as Tom felt himself slipping into deep sleep, he felt a prodding on his arm and heard a familiar bubbly voice.

"Tommmmmmm! Wake up, sleepyhead!"

Tom's eyes jolted open, and immediately he spun around to face the girl he had been waiting for.



Immediately, he knew all his suspicions were right. Gretel had gained weight. Quite a bit, in fact.




She too was in her old high school uniform, although it didn't fit nearly as well as Tom's did on him. Before the end of Senior year Tom remembered how the over-developed, voluptuous Gretel was pouring out of her uniform. Now though, that poor uniform was bursting at the seams.

Tom first focused on Gretel's overly-short skirt, which had ripped just towards the end of last year as it was unable to accommodate her growing hips and ass, was stretched to its limit. It seemed she had added a few more inches of padding to her already very impressive derriere, which stuck out like a huge shelf behind her, her even more robust hips bulging sideways. The rip was still there, still held together by her heavy-duty safety pins. In fact, the tear seemed to have grown even wider, as Tom noted that all the safety pins were now chained in twos or threes just to reach across her expanding hips…and even then they looked tight, her bulging hip blubber pouring against them. The skirt itself barely stretched over her huge rump, and Tom could quite clearly see a bit of her now thong-like pink panties being swallowed up by those big buttocks, which were really bulging out of the skirt now.

Tom's eyes then drew level to Gretel's belly which was now even bigger and plumper than ever before, bulging quite fatly over her skirt's elastic waistband. In fact, her gut and love handles were so well-fed that they now poured over the waistband entirely, engulfing a good portion of the skirt which was already being quite overwhelmed by her huge behind. Her belly was really quite exposed especially since her blouse no longer stretched over it and had lost quite a few buttons. To Tom's amazement though, Gretel's remaining three buttons from the end of Senior year were still intact! Although they looked on the brink of exploding, they held on valiantly against her bulging midsection below and overflowing chest above.

And speaking of her chest. Tom looked up to see Gretel's famous, oversized bosom now even bigger than before, pouring generously out the front of her school blouse, that had but one surviving button creaking against its majesty. Her gigantic boobs were now even larger, plumper, fuller than Tom remembered, and forced open the blouse as they heaved forth, and even then it wasn't enough—the poor fabric was stretched paper thin, creaking and groaning with Gretel's every breath. He could even see her pink bra, which by the looks of things was her old, rather undersized J-cup one (only Gretel could make a J-cup "undersized"…) quite obviously, the cups struggling to hold her awesome boobage bulging forward.


"Tommmmmmmm!" beamed Gretel, and Tom noticed even her face looked a little chubbier as her cute double chin appeared more obviously while looking down at him. He was surprised he could still see her face though, past those gigantic boobs of hers. "Get up and give me a hug, silly!" she giggled, her enormous bosom wobbling as she did. Tom noticed her well-fed muffin top jiggled along this time too.

Tom stood up, smiling with a mix of happiness and disbelief. Gretel was even hotter than he had last remembered her! Probably it was him having not seen her in so long, but Tom knew it definitely had to do with her putting on what appeared to be the freshman fifteen…or more.

"Haha sorry, I'm still a bit dazed!" he laughed, and immediately he felt like they had never been apart for over a year. Admittedly, Tom had a bit of anxiety about their little reunion, whether they'd still be able to talk, to joke, to laugh as easily as they did before. But Gretel's natural warmth and bubbliness dissipated all his nervousness.

"Oh Tom, c'mere and give me a hug!" she smiled, spreading her chubbier arms open, making her blouse groan again as her giant bosom thrust forward. The blouse of the Summer High uniform was meant to be short-sleeved, but Tom noticed it looked practically sleeveless on Gretel. Her arm chub bulged out of them meatily, which looked very tight even with the little button on them undone.

Tom spread his own arms just as Gretel stepped forward, closing the gap between them and causing her enormous bosom to bounce in her creaking top, and wrapped her arms around him. Tom felt the familiar sensation of Gretel's gigantic chest mashing against his own, knocking the breath out of him a bit. He noted how they really did feel bigger than before, taking up even more of his chest and torso. He responded by wrapping his own skinny arms around the healthy girl's soft back, his fingers sinking into her chubbiness, particularly the healthy bit of flab pouring above her bra's poor, creaking strap.

"Gosh it feels nice to be back at Summer High! It's only been a year but I've missed this place" smiled Gretel, the sunlight streaming into her room making her face seem to sparkle. Damn she was pretty as ever.

Tom took a seat in his old desk, just as Gretel began to do the same in hers. Tom suddenly remembered how he had thought he hit the jackpot when he found out his major crush Gretel Humphrey was his seatmate on the first day of senior year. He remembered how being his seatmate meant he could steal glances and gawks at the then-175 lb, J-cup beauty as her generous rump filled out her seat nicely, and her huge boobs would mash against her desk as she took notes.

Now however, a much larger Gretel was shoving her huge derriere with a bit of difficulty between her desk and chair, before plopping that heavy bum down onto the seat, making it creak a bit. Her enlarged ass filled it up easily, and now bulged over the sides of it, her thick hips and thighs pouring against the desk's frame. Tom winced as the safety-pins holding her skirt together bent against the increased amount of hip pudge bulging against them as she sat.

"Good ol'…urgghhh…desk! It's gotten a bit cramped for me since our first day of school, huh?" smiled Gretel, wiggling her bulging hips in her chair which caused the wooden planks to groan a little, and more importantly her overflowing bosom to jiggle and bounce. She was sitting sideways in her seat, facing Tom who was next to her in his own desk, not crammed in at all. Looking at Gretel, the desks at Summer High were admittedly a bit small, he thought to himself.

"Well, we all know you did put on a few pounds during our last year of high school" said Tom, smiling at her. He glanced from her exposed, bulging belly and her busted-open blouse with giant boobs spilling forward.

"Heyyyy that was all YOUR fault remember!" she giggled, giving Tom a playful shove. It only caused her own giant bosom to wobble madly once more. "You and your constant pampering, and feeding, and treating me to meals, and…"

"I brought you some snacks!" interrupted Tom brightly, suddenly reaching into his bag and beginning to pull out the various sweets he had bought just for the occasion.

"OH GIMME!" squealed Gretel, immediately forgetting her little rant and holding out her chubby arms impatiently. Typical Gretel, smiled Tom.



A minute later, the pair had moved their desks together like they used to whenever they'd have a pair activity in class. Gretel was happily making her way through the small box of brownies Tom had brought her, while simultaneously taking bites out of her second Three Musketeers chocolate bar. With their desks joined, Tom noticed Gretel's big butt and thigh was bulging onto his own seat. It was alright though, since his own skinny frame didn't take it up fully.

"Gosh it feels just like old times! HAHA imagine me saying "just like old times"…it's only been a year since we last saw each other and got to do this!" giggled Gretel through a mouthful of chocolate, smiling at Tom as she reached for another brownie.

"I know what you mean Gretel" he agreed with a smile, gazing in wonder at Gretel's now even more pronounced profile. She was sitting with her back straight against the chair's backrest, which meant her gigantic bosom was thrust forward and pouring out of the front of her creaking blouse, her inadequate bra cups very much exposed. So huge were her boobs now and so great was their weight that they loomed only a couple of inches over the surface of her desk with her back straight like this. If she slumped just a little they would surely be pressing onto it.

"I remember I used to just sit here and take notes in class, and you'd be passing me chocolate bars, cookies, munchkins, creampuffs…no wonder I've gotten so healthy!" she giggled, causing her overflowing cleavage to wobble as she gave her ill-fitting blouse a futile tug over her very exposed belly. It stretched down a few inches, the buttons groaning against her blubber, before riding back up and showing all that tummy pouring onto her lap.

"Oh, speaking of notes, I brought my old notebook too! The one we sketched our pirate costume ideas in, remember?" she said brightly, leaning over the opposite side of the desk to reach into her backpack. As she did, Tom watched her tiny blouse ride up even more from behind, her bulging love handles looking oh so fat and juicy as they poured over her torn skirt's waistband. Her blouse was so stretched that he could easily see the outline of her poor bra's backstrap, which was digging into her very fleshy, meaty back. "Wait, lemme just find it…" she said, digging through her backpack and causing her blubbery love handles to jiggle cutely.

"Here we are! she said, placing the notebook on her desk and flipping it open to their sketches. Unfortunately, she had to lean forward to do so, which sent her gigantic bosom pouring all over her desk and obscuring much of the notebook as well. "…see it?" she smiled at Tom while returning to her snacking.

Tom down at where the notebook was supposed to be, but instead saw nothing but Gretel's bulging cleavage pouring forth, her gigantic boobs smothering the notebook completely. In fact, her boobs were so big they practically took up the entire tiny desk.

"Errr…not really Gretel. Your ummm…" he said, pointing with a nervous smile.

Gretel looked down. "Ohhhh silly me!" she said through a mouthful of chocolate, before shoving the rest of the bar into her mouth greedily. To Tom's surprise (and delight), the healthy girl then shoved her hands under her gigantic melons and heaved them off the desk. Damn those must be heavy.

"You can grab the notebook and take a look now" she giggled. Lifting her boobs only pushed her cleavage up and out even more outrageously, and Tom noted how her chin was almost digging into them when like that.

Tom grabbed it hastily, and Gretel immediately released her enormous breasts, which crashed back onto the desk with a loud smacking sound. They jiggled madly for several seconds after the impact, and knocked over the box of brownies.

"Oops! It was empty already anyways" said Gretel with a brownie-stained smile, licking her fingers clean of excess chocolate. "Gosh I'm getting BIG" she exclaimed as she looked down at her own overflowing bust. "Got any more treats, Tom?" she asked brightly.

"I-I do Gretel! Here…" he said, handing her the box of cookies now, and a few more chocolate bars. She had practically inhaled that box of brownies. Damn, her appetite seems to have grown too. "S-speaking of which though, how….errr….BIG are you now, exactly?" He asked the question hesitantly since he wasn't sure if Gretel still allowed that kind of talk between them.

"Oh Tom, I keep forgetting you're the one that likes BIG girls" she giggled, sitting back up straight (which lifted her boobs slightly off the table) and gave her blouse a tug up in a poor attempt to better contain her gigantic boobs. It only had the effect of making her cleavage jostle and bounce even more, not to mention tease Tom.

"Well, since you asked so politely and you gave me these great treats…" she said with a sweet smile, shoving an entire cookie into her mouth. "…I've gone up maybe…ummm…two cup sizes in the year since graduation. After the first semester of college I went up to an M-cup, then went up another so now I'm an MM! My old J-cup is still holding out pretty well though" she smiled, adjusting the cups of her too-small bra, which made her enormous chest bounce again.

Tom's jaw dropped. MM-cup boobs. Crammed into a J-cup bra. And into a blouse she wore way back in her freshman year, over a hundred pounds ago. No wonder her boobs were overflowing. And speaking of pounds…

"I dunno if you can tell, but I've put on a bit more weight since graduation" she said with a typically innocent Gretel smile, giving her poor blouse another futile tug over her bulging tummy as she took a huge bite out of a Musketeers bar.

"Well, you certainly do look a bit…healthier than I remember" smiled Tom, looking down at her well-fed belly as it poured onto her lap, seeing the creaking safety-pins holding out against her bulging hips. "How much have you…gained?"

"How much do you think?" she asked with a cute smirk, daring him to guess.

"Errrr…I'm going to go with…the freshman fifteen?"

"Haha! Well…errr…a bit more than that" she admitted with a giggle.

"Freshman twenty…?"

"More…"

"Twenty-five?"

"More!"

"Thirty?"

"Close! Thirty-three, actually. Is it that obvious?" she went with an innocent pout, holding her hands together which only made her arms push her titanic breasts forward even more, her poor blouse groaning. "I sorta gained the freshman fifteen in my first semester alone…and then again in my second semester" she went with a nervous smile, biting her lip.

Tom did the math. Thirty-three pounds since then? That put Gretel at…270 lbs! Woah. That was nearly a hundred pounds heavier than when they first met in Senior Year. And around a hundred and thirty more than what she was in freshman year.

He looked at her in disbelief and awe. Gretel Humphrey at 270 pounds, bursting out of her school uniform, MM-cup boobs pouring forth right in front of him.

"I should really be cutting down on all these sweets…and here you are fattening me up again!" she giggled, shoving yet another cookie into her mouth. "Well, now that you think about it, I did gain the freshman fifteen…the freshman fifteen KILOS!" she laughed, crumbs flying out her mouth.
   
"Oh Gretel, you are as funny and sexy as ever" laughed Tom, watching his friend reach for another one of his fattening treats.

"And you're as sweet and generous as ever Tom" she winked.