Upon entering the gym you are stunned to find a two story tall layer cake covered in white icing with pink decorative circles covering it. You and the rest of your class sit on the ground in front of your physical education teacher, Mr. Oleander.
Oleander was in his early thirties and had attended your highschool back in his youth. He was dressed in his usual navy blue sweat suit, which is now filled out with all 800 pounds of him. “Class,” he addressed you with his booming voice as he waddled back and forth around the cake, “today you will be stretching your stomach capacity to its full, nay, beyond its full potential! This is preparation for the Presidential Fatness test next week. Anyone without a face full of cake at all times will receive a filling!” After he finished his speech he blew his whistle and the class struggled to pull themselves up.
You lock eyes with Liz from across the class and she beckons you over. “Hey, there is a ladder on the other side of the cake. If we use it we can work from the top down and get more cake.” she said with a spark of excitement. You agree and follow her to the ladder which is propped against the cake and slowly climb up it. When you get to the top layer you need to take a breather, but Liz immediately digs in. You shove a fistful of cake and cram it into your mouth. You look over the edge and see all your classmates bellow who have taken a good chunk out of the bottom layer. Suddenly you realize that your knees are sinking into the cake and you scramble to get out but you lose your balance and you slide down the side of the cake face first. As you slide you open your mouth to scream but cake gets shoved down your throat at a constant rate until you hit the floor. You begin to cough to clear any cake that went down the wrong pipe. Your shirt is now covered in icing, and it seems that your shirt is getting even tighter. Even your huge shorts are starting to ride up. Liz yells down from the top “Wow that looks fun!” With that she slid down, swallowing each bit of cake that flew into her mouth. Once she reached the bottom she belched loudly. “Lets try that again.” Liz said and she lumbered as fast as she could back to the ladder, making her enormous thighs violently jiggle. You start to follow her when you see Mr. Oleander point directly at you. “Why aren’t you stretching that stomach? Two minutes of filling!” He yells and points to a hose hanging from the wall next to him. You go over to the hose and Oleander instructs you to put it in your mouth. He pulls the red lever to the left of the hose and a cold, thick liquid jets into your mouth. It floods right into your throat so it is hard to get a good taste of what it is, but after a few seconds you determine that it is blueberry pie filling. Soon you feel your knees weaken and you fall on your fat ass, but the hose stays firmly in your mouth. You watch Liz about the slide down again but the cake starts to sway and collapse due to the chunk of the base that is missing. It falls over into a pile. Luckily she falls back into the cake instead of forward onto the floor. It doesn’t appear that anyone has noticed that she is buried somewhere in the pile of cake. As soon as your filling is over you get up as fast as a 670 pound person can, and rush over to the pile. There isn’t any way to get to her other than to join the rest of the class and eat your way to Liz. For the rest of the period you constantly glut yourself on cake until you are reach the center of the pile. Instead of finding Liz, you find a tunnel leading through the pile. You crawl into it and follow it until you hit something soft. “Liz, is that you?” you asked. “Yeah, I figured that there would be less competition if I ate my way away from the rest of the class.” She answered with her mouth full. As you continue her plan to eat a tunnel out of the cake, your classmates are close behind. By the end of class the cake is almost finished and you are 15 pounds heavier. You re-enter the locker room and put your clothes back on, which are significantly tighter. You move onto your next class which is…