A New Kind of School Part 2

As the sun rose next morning, Sam woke up to the sight of the morning light streaming through the large window beside his bed. The thin boy sat up sleepily, rubbing his eyes until they finally adjusted to the harsh light of the morning sun pouring through the window. He turned to his right to find that Alex was still fast asleep and letting out soft snores, his large belly rising and falling with each breath he took.

Sam looked away from the boy and got up before making his way to the bathroom to take a quick shower. As soon as he stepped inside, the cool water pouring from the reflective steel shower head embraced his pale body, causing him to awaken fully. He ran his thin pale hands through his dark wet hair and began to wonder if he would make any new friends today.

After he finished washing himself, Sam dried himself off and went to get dressed into his school uniform. As he did, he heard Alex stir a bit and a sudden soft groan was emitted from the bed beside him. Sam began to brush through his messy black hair, but no matter how hard he tried to make it neat, it still ended up looking a bit messy.

Soon Sam was fully dressed in his form fitting school uniform and Alex sat up sleepily rubbing his eyes. When Alex finally got out of his bed, he told Sam to wait for him before they went down for breakfast. So that was exactly what he did.

The slender black haired boy sat down on the corner of his bed and waited until Alex finally emerged from the bathroom. He was now fully dressed in his school uniform as well, which fit his large soft body rather well, but the bottom of his belly was poking out ever so slightly from the bottom of his button down uniform jacket and shirt.

"Alright, so you ready…Sam was it? Let's go, I don't want to be late for breakfast," Alex muttered, slinging his beige backpack over his shoulder before waddling out of the dorm room’s wide doorway.

"Yeah, my name's Sam, and I'm coming," Sam called and followed Alex out the door after slinging his black backpack over his shoulder.

Alex waddled down the hall and made his way into the elevator but Sam didn't go in, "I'm going to take the stairs, I'll meet you downstairs," Sam called, making his way down the stairs at a quick pace.

As soon as he reached the first floor, the elevator doors opened to reveal a rather surprised Alex, "Wow you're fast, but that's probably because you're so small. Now let's go, I'm starving," he said, waddling out of the wide elevator.

Alex led Sam down various hallways at a rather slow pace, but Sam didn’t mind too much. The two walked through the school until they reached a set of intricately carved mahogany double doors. The very craftsmanship of them made Sam want to run his hands over each individual detail but Alex just grabbed the large metal handle and pulled one of the massive doors open to reveal the dining hall.

Sam's icy blue eyes widened when he saw just how enormous and fancy it was. His old school's cafeteria was at least five times smaller than this one, and instead of plain wooden tables and uncomfortable looking plastic stools, each table was draped with a pure white table cloth and were surrounded by several plush looking recliners similar to those in the auditorium. Instead of a crowded lunch line, there was a multitude of colossal buffet tables filled to the brim with delicious looking expensive breakfast entrees and desserts similar to the ones they had served last night at the orientation.  

"Wow this is incredible! The cafeteria at my old school was nothing compared to this one. It’s absolutely huge!" Sam admitted enthusiastically, glancing around at all the chubby boys and at the few skinny boys getting food from the multitude of assorted buffets.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it. I know I did. Now lets go, I'm starving," Alex chuckled softly and put a pudgy hand on Sam's bony shoulder.

Sam nodded and let the larger boy lead him to one of the huge buffet tables filled to the brim with food.

"Wow, this is like the stuff they served at the orientation last night but this time there's even more different kinds of food," Sam said, his blue eyes wide with eagerness and astonishment.

There were so many different choices that Sam didn't know where to even think to start. After gawking for another few moments, the thin boy decided to start from one end and work his way to the other side and try a little bit of everything. Sam figured that since he had been rather athletic all his life and never gained any weight, he had a fast metabolism so eating a lot would not make him gain weight and become like the other students at this school.

When he finally finished filling up his plate, he ended up with a small mound of food piled onto his plate. Sam didn’t know if he could even finish all of it but he did know however that there was only one way to find out.

Sam made his way to the table where Alex had taken a seat and sat down across from him wondering if Alex had any friends that he usually hung out with. Suddenly a group of boys waddled over to the table and sat down around Alex and began talking to him in a pretty friendly tone. They were all rather chubby but none of them were anywhere near as big as Alex.

"Hey Alex, who's the new guy? He looks so small," one of them said, looking straight at Sam like he was some sort of unknown creature.

"Oh, that's just Sam. They decided to give me a freshman as a roommate but I don't really mind," Alex admitted with a shrug before he took a bite of a greasy strip of bacon.

"Oh okay, well hello there Sam, I'm Michael and this is Fred, Kyle, Ben and Sage," one of them whose name was apparently Michael, said, gesturing to each boy when he mentioned their names.

"It's nice to meet you all," Sam said nervously before he too began eating his food along with everyone else.

Michael was about a few inches shorter than Sam, which meant he was about the same height as Alex. He had hazel eyes and short dark brown hair and appeared to be about twenty or so pounds lighter than Alex with his rather round potbelly that rested in his lap several inches and his decent sized moobs that rested atop it. He possessed a round face with a forming double chin, unlike Alex’s, which was already quite prominent. By watching him, Sam could tell that Michael seemed like the most charismatic and cheerful out of the group. Even though he had only been around him for a couple of minutes, there had not been a moment that Sam had seen him without a smile on his round cherubic face.

Fred and Kyle were obviously brothers since they looked almost identical with their short light blonde hair and blue eyes, except Kyle looked about ten or so pounds heavier than Fred. Even so, both brothers were much lighter than Alex with their decent sized potbellies. The two of them seemed like the goofballs of the group, always cracking jokes mid-conversation.

Ben was probably one of the lightest in the group but he was definitely not as small as Sam. He had a small but round potbelly and short dirty blonde hair. His pale blue eyes were hidden behind a pair of thick frame glasses. He occasionally spoke but what usually came out of his mouth were complaints and remarks towards the two brothers. He struck Sam as the easily irritated nerd type who always liked to focus on schoolwork and other more logical things since he had a textbook open in front of him.

Lastly there was Sage. He was a little on the short side with thick red hair that went almost to his shoulders. He had it so that it covered both ears and one of his bright green eyes. He was most likely the lightest in the group but the baggy uniform shirt that he was wearing obscured any sort of outlines that his belly would have caused so Sam could not really tell. Out of all of the boys, Sage was the most quiet, not contributing a single word into the conversation. His forest green eyes were always focused on something far away as if he was lost in thought as he ate from his decent sized portion of food. Despite the fact that this boy was so quiet, he struck Sam as the most interesting because he practically radiated an aura of mystery surrounding him and it made Sam curious to know more about this boy.

"Isn't the food here amazing Sam? You're going to love it here!" Michael said happily, looking over at Sam with those kind hazel eyes of his.

Sam quickly stopped looking at each of the boys and nodded in response to what Michael said. He continued to savor each delicious morsel he that he pushed past his pale lips even though he was starting to feel a bit full.

After the boys finished their meals, all of them went to go get seconds except Sam who was completely full from all of the delicious exotic breakfast foods he had consumed.


As Alex began to pile some more greasy hash browns onto his plate, Michael waddled over to him and began putting some sausages onto his.

"That Sam kid is pretty cute isn't he…well for a stick anyway?" Michael said to Alex with a chuckle as he switched to loading up his plate with grease laden bacon strips once Alex moved over to the sausages.

"Yeah, I agree but he's so small, even for a newbie. Maybe when he gains he'll be even cuter," Alex admitted with a smirk tugging at his plump lips.

"But why wait? Why don't you try to encourage him to eat more? Maybe offer him food when you have it, encourage him to get seconds, that kind of thing."

"Oh trust me, I was planning to do that anyway. I just can't wait until his clothes start to get tighter. That's always the best part, don't you agree Michael?" Alex asked his friend with a devious grin.

"Yes, I definitely agree," Michael admitted with a nod, a small blush appearing on his round cheeks.

Sage had been getting some food from the dessert table behind them and could not help but over hear their conversation. He was not sure what Alex had in store for the skinny kid, but seeing how skinny he was, he knew that it couldn’t possibly be good.

Soon all of them finished getting seconds like the others and went to go sit back down by Sam who was sitting there rubbing his slightly bloated midsection.

"You know Sam, I think you should go get seconds. I bet you're still hungry and that food is pretty irresistible. I mean you wouldn’t want it to go to waste now would you?" Alex suggested to Sam with a small smile on his chubby face.

Sam thought about what he said for a moment and knew that it would be a shame to let that perfectly good food go to waste. He looked down at his stomach and then at Alex. He figured that a little more couldn't hurt right?

"Uh I guess I could eat a little more, hopefully I can finish it…" the thin boy muttered before he walked back to the breakfast buffet to get seconds.

He soon came back a few minutes later with a couple of slices of bacon, some eggs and a biscuit and sat back down in his seat. The other boys watched as Sam ate his second plate of breakfast food a little slower than the first because he was starting to get well past full, but in the end he managed to finish it with a lot of struggle. He wiped his grease-covered lips with his napkin and went to put his plate in one of the containers where the used ones went.

Alex and the others followed suit and met Sam by the door, noticing his slightly bloated belly outlined under his formfitting button down uniform jacket.

"I'll see you guys later, I'm going to go show Sam around the school since he's new and all," Alex said and the others nodded and sent Sam a couple of goodbye waves before walking off, leaving Sam alone with Alex.

"Thanks for offering to show me around Alex, it was nice of you," Sam admitted, a slight but kind smile tugging at his lips.

"No problem, now lets go, it’s a big school and we don't have much time before class starts, so let’s go," the brown haired boy said, leading Sam down one of the large hallways.

Sam allowed Alex to lead him through the enormous school and allowed him to show him where all of his classes were. What surprised him was that after seeing the whole school, he had not seen a gymnasium in sight.

“Wow this school is huge! Thanks for showing me around Alex,” Sam said to Alex gratefully with a kind smile on his thin pale face.

“Don’t mention it, now let’s go we have history together since you’re so smart and get to have sophomore classes like me,” Alex admitted with a laugh which caused his large belly to jiggle wildly.

“Yeah, but I couldn't help but notice that this school doesn’t have a gymnasium, why is that?” he asked the bigger boy with a hint of curiosity in his tone.

“Well its because the headmaster wants us to focus on our studies so we don’t have to take a gym class, thankfully,” the plump boy admitted as he continued to laugh softly, “that’s also why we don’t have any sports at this school.”

Sam looked at him, his pale blue eyes wide in disbelief, “Wait, this school doesn’t have any sports or gym classes!?”

“You’re darn right, now come on or we’ll be late,” Alex said before waddling off down the hall.

Sam quickly followed him so that he would not get lost on his way to his first class even though Alex had just shown him around. He still could not believe that this school had no sports or gym classes. No wonder all the students here were so fat. Sam wasn’t going to let himself go like that, well not intentionally. He was going to try to exercise as much as possible even without a gym so he would not end up as big as Alex or the other boys.

When the two boys made it to their history class, Sam’s eyes widened when he saw the classroom. It was most definitely different form any classroom he had ever been in or seen.

For starters, the desk chairs were rather large plush recliners like the ones he had seen in both the auditorium and the cafeteria and the desks connected to them had rounded concave edges with a little bit of cushion as if they were made to outline the bellies of the fat boys at the school and give them comfort when they pressed against the edge of the desk.

Sam watched as the other boys waddled into the classroom and took their seats. Most of them fit their wide rears quite nicely into the chairs, but Sam on the other hand, was practically swallowed up by his. He was the only skinny one in the class since this was in fact a class for sophomores. Since Sam was pretty advanced, he had been permitted to take some upper level classes if he could prove that he could handle them.

“Look how small you are compared to the chair,” Alex pointed out with a laugh as he took a seat at the desk beside Sam’s.

The large boy fit almost perfectly into his chair, his belly pressing against the rounded edge of the desk more than any of the other boys in the class. It was as if the desks were made ideally for people Alex’s size.

Sam’s eyes trailed towards the door and watched as the quiet red-haired boy, Sage from earlier, walked in and took a seat towards the back of the room without saying a word, not even to Alex.

Shortly after all of the boys got to class, a rather large man waddled into the room and sat down in the wide recliner at the desk at the front of the room. He introduced himself as Mr. Kane and explained to the class about what they would be learning this year and how his reward system worked. Apparently if someone answered a question right they would get a reward like a piece of candy.

Sam could not help but notice that as Mr. Kane spoke, his eyes occasionally trailed in his direction and he could not help but wonder if he was in fact looking at him.

After a few minutes of lecturing, a sudden knocking sound could be heard coming from the door. Mr. Kane let out a soft sigh and told who ever it was to come in instead of him getting up and opening the door for the person himself.

The door suddenly flew open to reveal a chubby man in his mid-twenties. He had messy blonde hair and glasses covering his blue eyes. The man had on a light brown button down shirt that seemed a little too tight for his rather round potbelly because it was straining a bit near the buttons.

“Uh excuse me Mr. Kane, do you have a Mr. Samrin Donacoli in your class because Headmaster Carlton would like speak with him in his office,” the man announced.

“Yes I do,” Mr. Kane said, motioning for Sam to stand up.

The thin boy nervously stood up, not really sure why the head master would want to speak with him on the first day of school. Sam made his way over to the door and took a quick glance behind him at Alex who was giving him a curious look and at Sage who was trying his best to avoid his gaze. The man gave Sam a soft nod and led him out the door.

“So why does the Headmaster want to see me? Did I do something wrong?” Sam asked the man in a tone that demonstrated both curiosity and nervousness.

The man gave Sam a curious look and let out a soft chuckle, “I’m not really sure, I’m just his assistant. He just told me to come get you since he’s not too fond of using the intercom, but it does mean I actually have to get up...” he muttered with a soft sigh.

Sam simply nodded and followed the man until they got to a large mahogany door with the name Carlton engraved on it in cursive golden letters.

“Good luck,” the man said before walking off back towards the way they came.

The tall black haired boy took a deep breath and knocked on the large door. When he was told to enter, Sam opened the door to reveal a rather spacious office with the man from last night’s orientation sitting behind a beautifully carved mahogany desk.

“You must be Samrin,” the plump man said, “please come in and have a seat.”

The man motioned for Sam to come towards him with one of his plump hands and Sam obeyed without a word. He sat down in one of the rather large leather recliners in front of the desk and had to admit that it was quite comfortable.

“So Samrin…” the headmaster started to say, a hint of a British accent audible in his voice.

“I go by Sam,” Sam muttered nervously, hoping that the man would not be upset that he had been interrupted.

“Alright Sam, I understand that you were the winner of the scholarship contest we held here and that is the reason you are here right?”

Sam nodded softly, his messy black hair falling into his icy blue eyes a bit. He nervously looked up at the headmaster's plump red face and had to admit that in spite of him being quite plump and probably in his mid thirties, he was not bad looking. What caught his attention were his striking green eyes which seemed to stare straight through Sam even behind the man's wire framed glasses. However, Sam could not read the expression on his face. It did however appear to be a mixture of curiosity and sincerity, but he wasn't certain. He decided to focus his pale blue eyes on the window behind him and listen to what he had to say without seeming rude for not looking at him.

“And you understand that to be able to stay here you must keep your grades up. That is my condition, but I figure that for a boy as smart as you, that shouldn’t be a problem am I right?” Headmaster Carlton asked, a curious look on his plump red face.

“Yes sir, I will be sure to keep up my grades,” Sam admitted softly, looking up at the man.

“That’s a good boy. My, how skinny you are. You must be just about the thinnest freshman we have this year. That chair you’re sitting in is practically swallowing you whole,” the man said with a soft laugh, causing his large belly to jiggle a bit, something Sam could see all the way from where he was sitting, “you must be starving. Here, take one.”

The headmaster reached under his desk and pulled out a large red bowl filled with fancy looking chocolates and held it out towards Sam with one of his pudgy hands.

“Are you sure?” Sam asked raising an eyebrow at him.

“Yes, help yourself. Take as many as you’d like,” the headmaster said with a bright smile on his plump face.

Out of the sake of being polite, Sam reached into the small red bowl and pulled out a single piece of chocolate. He slowly led it towards his lips and took a small bite out of it. Instantly his pale blue eyes lip up and he put the entire thing into his mouth. It was like an explosion of intense chocolaty sweetness in his mouth and he struggled not to moan in pleasure.

Absentmindedly, Sam took another chocolate and popped it into his mouth lustfully. He ate chocolate after chocolate and could feel his pants starting to feel a little tighter as his stomach bloated a bit from the rich chocolaty treats. Sam kept eating until he reached into the bowl and his hand met the cold hard bottom of the bowl that had once been practically overflowing with chocolates. His eyes widened and he felt his cheeks heat up in embarrassment. Had he really just pigged out in front of the headmaster and ate all of his fancy chocolates?

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry Headmaster Carlton. I don’t know what came over…” Sam started to say, but the headmaster raised his hand to silence him.

“Don’t worry about it Sam, its quite alright. I could tell you were starving,” he laughed softly, “now you are dismissed. If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to speak with me.”

Sam nodded, still a bit embarrassed and started to stand up, surprised that the headmaster hadn’t minded that he had eaten all of his chocolate, but a sudden thought entered his mind.

“Well I did have a one question before I leave.”

“And what would that be?” the plump man asked curiously, putting the bowl back under his desk.

“Well I was wondering why this school didn’t have any sports teams or a gym classes?” Sam asked, wanting to hear it from the headmaster in case Alex had just been messing with him.

“Oh that, well I would rather my students focus on their studies and well being instead of having to worry about the stress of sports or gym class. I assume that you must have been athletic at your old school. Don’t worry, I'm sure you’ll get used to it in no time and find that your grades will be even higher than they ever have been,” the headmaster admitted just as the bell rang, “alright now Sam, run along its time for your next class. I do not want to keep you from missing anymore of your vital education than you already have.”

“Alright thanks, it was nice talking with you headmaster,” he said before exiting the headmaster’s office, still feeling a bit unsettled by his answer.

As the tall boy made his way down the hall, he placed his hand against his stomach, which felt a little bloated from the all chocolate and from the large breakfast he had eaten earlier. He groaned softly and pulled out his schedule so he would know where to go next. Sam’s eyes widened a bit and a groan left his lips when he saw that his next class was cooking class.

When he got there, his eyes widened when he saw the enormous room filled with numerous cooking stations, but the sight didn’t surprise him too much. The entire room smelled absolutely heavenly and was filled with all sorts of sweet  and delectable aromas. Sam made his way towards desk at the front of the room where a large man wearing an apron was sitting. On his desk he had a piece of paper with the list of names of students and which cooking station they would be assigned to.

Sam scanned the list with his pale blue eyes and found that he would be in cooking station number three. He made his way over to it and put his stuff down on the floor by one of the large chairs. He sat down and waited for his partner to arrive. He turned to find that Alex had walked into the room and had a seat beside Sam.

“Looks like you and I are partners, what a coincidence,” Alex said with a soft laugh that caused his large gut to jiggle wildly.

After everyone got into the class and got settled, the teacher cleared his throat and began explain the procedures. He said that since today was the first day, they would be starting off with something easy. So he begrudgingly got up and waddled around the room distributing recipes to each cooking station.

Alex grabbed the recipe before Sam could and began reading through it.

“So Sam, do you know how to cook and bake?” Alex asked curiously.

“Not really, I’ve watched my mom cook before but that’s about it,” he admitted with a slight shrug.

Alex gave the skinny kid a curious look and could not help but laugh softly.

“Really? Wow, well I guess I’ll have to teach you then.”

The larger boy began putting the ingredients into the mixing bowl just as the recipe said to do. What struck Sam as odd was that, instead of adding just half a stick of butter like the recipe said to, Alex added two whole sticks.

“Uh Alex, isn’t that a little too much butter?” Sam asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

“You can never have too much butter Sam, and besides, it gives it extra flavor, trust me,” Alex admitted as he combined the ingredients and began putting small balls of the dough onto the cookie tin they had been provided.

When he finished, Alex then carefully placed the tin into the oven and waited for the cookies to finish baking. Sam just pulled a book out from his backpack and began reading it, unlike Alex who kept taking occasional anxious glances into the oven.

After about ten minutes, the oven finally let out a couple of soft beeps and Alex waddled over to it with a pair of oven mitts over his pudgy hands. He opened the oven door and took out the cookies, setting them free from their heated metal prison.

Alex set them on the counter onto a cooling rack and waited patiently for them to finish cooling. A few minutes later, they finished cooling and Alex glanced over at Sam who seemed lost in his book.

“Hey Sam, the cookies are done, want one?” Alex asked, holding one of the delicious looking cookies up to the thin boy.

“No I’m absolutely stuffed, I just had some chocolate that the principal gave me and breakfast wasn’t too long ago,” Sam said, shaking his head and keeping his pale blue eyes locked on his book.

“Oh come on…just a little bite…” the tubby boy insisted, giving him a puppy dog look, which looked absolutely adorable on his chubby face.

“Oh fine…but just a little bite…” Sam sighed, taking a cookie with one of his thin hands.

The black haired boy eyed the cookie curiously. It felt very soft and greasy in his hand. He took a small nibble of it and his eyes instantly lit up. He shoved the rest of the absolutely delicious greasy morsel into his mouth and let out a soft moan in pleasure.

“Wow that was amazing…probably the best cookie I’ve ever had. My mom always makes oatmeal raisin cookies without any sugar since my father’s diabetic,” he explained.

“Wow really, that sounds awful? You poor thing, help yourself, you could use some meat on your bones…” Alex said as Sam took another cookie and ate it just as eagerly as the last.

Alex watched Sam with curiosity in his dark eyes. If the boy kept eating at this rate, he would definitely start gaining weight in no time. A smirk spread across Alex’s plump lips at the very thought of this, his eyes darting over to Sam’s bloated stomach.

“So good…” Sam moaned, stuffing his fifth cookie into his mouth.

“I’m glad you like them Sam…I’m glad you like them…” Alex whispered, smiling deviously.