The first half of school had been very interesting for Creepie. Everyone took notice of her rounder form, some even drooling over her more profound assets. The attention wasn’t what Creepie loved, it was the secret knowledge that the fat everyone was looking at had once been a student at the school. Everyone wondered where Carla had gone, but only Creepie knew what she had become, pure jiggly fat.

Speaking of the missing girl, everyone was talking about her and the other missing students. Dr. Papas was in the hot seat over losing over half his class and was being grilled by both the parents and the authorities over where they were. Creepie was lucky the old professor was too busy worrying about his job to remember that she had been with Carla and the others right before they disappeared. There were many theories going around, some saying the class had been kidnapped by terrorists or a cult or even been kidnapped by aliens. The last rumor was ignored because that crazy kid with the scythe like hairdo started it. There were many rumors, but no one guessed the correct fate of the students in the bowels of over a dozen different bugs.

Class was boring as hell, but Creepie got through it by playing with her fatty form. She would poke her stomach and rub it, marveling at how soft and velvety it felt. Creepie had always been as thin as a stick before starting her preppy girl diet and was finding her protruding pale skin mind-blowing. She nearly missed the bell for lunch because she was seeing how far her hand could sink into her potbelly.

“Lunch,” Creepie almost squealed as she rushed towards the cafeteria. She was starved, probably an after effect of the added weight. She felt this empty void inside her that she needed to fill with food. She pushed open the cafeteria doors and looked around, spotting Chris-Alice and Budge sitting together at one of the tables. She walked towards them and with her exceptional bug hearing picked up the end of a conversation they were having. Dashing behind an empty table, she spied on what her friends were talking about.

“…But I wanted her to rejoin the cheerleading squad, but with the weight she’s put on none of the cheerleader outfits would fit her. If she tried to squeeze into it, everyone would see her unmentionables.”

“If your talking about that big, perfect backside of hers, then I don’t see what the problem is. No ones going to care about cheering when they see that fine booty shaking around.”

“How can you say that? Obesity is an epidemic in this country and all you can think about is how big Creepie’s butt is. God, all men are perverts.”

“Hey, hey, I’m no pervert. I just know a fine ass when I see one.”

Creepie shook her head at everything she had heard, amused by the vastly different responses each one of her friends had. She wasn’t surprised by Chris-Alice’s negative feelings to her weight gain. When she first saw Creepie in the hallway the poor girl had nearly fainted at the sight of her friend’s new girth. What surprised Creepie was that she hadn’t exploded right there and tried to drag Creepie to Jenny Craig. Budge’s reaction had Creepie a little confused. Why did Budge seem so fascinated by her big, round butt? Sure, Creepie found the newly formed bulges interesting and was a little bit particular about people touching her there, but she didn’t see why Budge was so fascinated with it. Maybe it had something to do with the human mating ritual?

Creepie was completely clueless how human's laid eggs or had them fertilized. Both her parents had been equally unaware of how human’s mate and Creepie had yet to ask anyone else. Probably didn’t matter, how confusing could human mating be? Humans only give birth to one child at a time, while bugs can birth hundreds in one sitting.

Deciding she had heard enough, Creepie stepped out from behind the table and waved to her friends. All discussion on her losing weight or how fine her ass was immediately dropped at the sight of her and Budge and Chris-Alice waved awkwardly back at her. Creepie walked up to the table and smiled at either friend as they avoided eye contact with the girl that they had been gossiping about.

“Hey guys, how was class?’ Creepie got several mumbles of good and nice, but both of them were unable to look her in the face. Honestly, Creepie didn’t get why they were feeling so uncomfortable with her after their argument. They had no idea she had heard it, but somehow seeing her after talking about her weight had them both ill at ease. Deciding to give them time to chill out, Creepie walked over to the line to get food. Before she got in line, she heard Budge mutter one last thing.

“Damn, look at that ass jiggle.” What followed was a loud smacking sound as Chris-Alice smacked her girl hungry friend in the back of the head. Creepie fought down the giggles at her friend’s antics. Another thing she didn’t get was why Chris-Alice was so upset about Budge’s obsession with her butt. Maybe she was looking at it too and was angry Budge was also staring? If both of them were so interested in her butt, Creepie didn’t see why they didn’t just ask to touch it. If both of them asked nicely, Creepie had no problem letting them lay there hands on her bountiful buttocks.