This choice: Phineas was being his usual dense self and didn't pick up on any of their hints. • Go Back... Ruby Summers and Azul de le Mar had believed, with the talk on the train about the pounds they gained over the break since last year, and the impromptu eating contest at the welcoming feast, that Phineas would pick up on their genuine enthusiasm for gaining weight, which they knew as his fetish. That they were open to turning their friendship into something more.
Unfortunately, the morning after the eve of the new term did little to reciprocate the plans the two girls had to declare shared love towards Phineas. Azul had gone to breakfast with a new outfit, having eyed her wardrobe to find which clothes had the most give, settling for a silky soft pink blouse and taunt silvery skirt, a contrast to her unusual shade of skin. The skirt clung to her generous curves, leaving her cherubic buttocks on display in a tantalizing fashion.
Ruby did not have as many clothes as her friend's lavish wardrobe, although she had a patterned vest and work slacks that would be suitable for their classes. More importantly, a bit painfully, the results of her victory at last night's eating contest still sat heavy in her stomach. It would be worth the pain, Ruby knew, if it got Phineas to reciprocate her feelings.
Thus the pair walked in tandem to a table where Phineas was sitting, a textbook opened next to his breakfast plate. Each girl positively beamed and the prospects of showing off to their friend turned potential lover.
"Good morning, Phineas!" Azul greeted, striking a pose once she reached the table. "What do you think of my outfit?" She specifically stood in side profile as she stretched, her long deep blue hair cascading the small of her back, knowing that the impressive curve of her hip and rear would be undeniable.
"You look, um, swell!" Phineas said, suddenly nervous. Having debated his friends motivations last night, he had written off their potential of meaning to gain weight. He was happy to have the two girls as friends and classmates going into their penultimate year, and would rather not risk losing them as friends even if he had imagined them getting fatter a few times before.
Still in disbelief of this change in his friends, Phineas quickly looked back to his text on the properties of magical minerals to avoid gawking.
Taken aback, Azul looked to Ruby before taking a seat, displeased that her showing off didn't have the desired reaction.
"*oof*" Ruby lowed herself into a seat gently, playing up her performance from the welcoming feast. "I'm still feeling stuffed, I ate too much last night." She rubbed her stomach for emphasis and to relieve some pressure.
"Hmm," Phineas grunted noncommittally, willing all of his effort to keep reading the classification of metallic alloys on the page of his textbook.
"I guess that's what you get for overeating," Azul teased jokingly, although there was no malice among the conspirators to jointly sway Phineas Fortescue's heart. "I may have lost last night but I'm feeling rather famished this morning. As you would say, Ruby, having a hearty breakfast?"
Phineas felt the sweat form on the back of his neck over the sounds of Azul loading up her plate with each type of food the breakfast table had to offer, as his eyes bored into the page he had not turned in minutes.
"Now that's hardly fair!" Ruby said, making her own effort to build a breakfast plate even if her stomach complained about being full. "You have such form and grace, Azul, and those good genetics that I'm sure anything you eat only settles in your lower half tastefully."
"Guilty as charged," the de la Mar daughter grinned.
"Meanwhile, I'm so stoutly built that everything just settles in the middle." Ruby was looking intently at Phineas now, trying to catch his eye, further kneading her taunt belly at the risk of having to belch again. "I'd hardly be able to make it to my Practical Enchantments course."
Phineas, ready to explode internally and getting hard just at the odd recognition of was was said, suddenly bolted from his seat needing to find a cool spot to think before he embarrassed himself. "Well, sorry to run, Ruby, Azul, see you all in Advanced Alchemy?"
He rushed out of there carrying his books low to block a stiffie, leaving the girls to bemoan his obliviousness.
"How could he not react to anything?" Azul sighed, forking her plate of eggs, sausage, toast and hash and eating in big bites out of frustration.
"Finny is hopeless when he gets stuck in his own head," Ruby said glumly, familiar with how Phineas exercised care to make sure his lustful looks towards the chunky females at the Citadel were hidden. "Just teasing him with the talk isn't working, we'll have to hit him over the head with it."
"Indeed," Azul said after swallowing some grapefruit juice from a goblet. "What classes do we all share this term? He'll have to notice eventually."
Ruby and Azul spent the rest of the breakfast topping off as they examined their schedules, plotting new ways to get Phineas to see the truth of their efforts.
* * * *
The next phase of their plan took place in Advanced Alchemy in second period. Ruby and Azul deliberately directed Phineas towards a work station on the side of the classroom, next to a wall of cabinets and shelves stocked with materials the students used for alchemical coursework.
"Remember how we aced Intermediate Alchemy last year together?" Ruby beamed. "We're unstoppable team because we know each other so well."
"Quite so," Azul continued, as the class broke out into groups for their first assignment. Phineas was practically pinned between the two beauties as they took seat on either side of him.
Azul looked at their syllabus. "Now let's begin: we'll first need a copy of Restricted Processes For Improved Alchemical Redistribution on the top shelf."
"I'll get it!" Ruby loudly announced. The choice of student for the task was completely impractical. Shorter than the average, other students could easily reach the shelf where the texts for their grade of studies were kept by Ruby ended up falling short. She stretched and stretched with her arm, making a show of it, her plumped up midriff becoming bare as her clothes shifted, unable to cover her increased girth.
Phineas was confused. "Shouldn't I help you--?"
"Got it!" Ruby announced, having worked the book off the high shelf with her fingers. She was breathing heavily, winking at Phineas as her belly grew out and in with each breath, having yet to tug down her vest as she took her seat.
"And for the transmutation will need a block of marble and a lead plate, I can get that," Azul said. Sitting on the far side away from the supply cabinet, her getting up and brushing past Phineas and Ruby made even less sense than Ruby being tasked with the top shelf. The ingredients were in the bottom cabinet, causing Azul to stoop low to retrieve them.
The act was a deliberate ploy to emphasize her expanded rear, as the twin cheeks of her lovely rounded bum tested the limits of her skirt. She risked bumping her butt into the faces of her friends. The other downside to reaching for the heavy base materials was that Azul, having a pampered life, didn't have as strong of muscle tone as Ruby's stout build. She struggled to lift the marble block and lead plate together, butt flexing with each failed attempt to right herself
"Maybe just one at a time?" Phineas suggested, his brain currently at critical confusion as to what had come over Azul and Ruby's actions.
"Of course," Azul breathed heavily, her dusky skin hiding the beads of sweat that had formed on her face from the exertion.
Again, she brushed past Ruby and Phineas to return to her seat, the two girls nearly squishing Phineas they were sitting so close. The rambunctious display of exhibitionism had failed to capture Phineas's attention again, as he hurried himself in the alchemy assignment after the materials were gathered.
The rest of the day proved fruitless. From trying to have Phineas get a feel for their bodies in a midday Dueling course, to playing up how hungry the schooling made them at lunch, to trying to explain what love Phineas had in his future during a Divination Symposium, nothing got through Phineas' thick skull that not only did his best friends have feelings for him, they also shared in his kink. By supper the girls were desperate.
"Should we just tell him?" Ruby said after Phineas had failed to show for the evening meal. "I mean, privately, of course. He's too nervous in public displays."
Azul drummed her well manicured fingers on the table. "If he's panicking at our teases, I don't know if he could take an outright declaration of love. Even if jointly presented. He'll probably not want to hurt either of our feelings." Phineas' lack for social graces and lack of self esteem were becoming hindrances for the girls' efforts. It would be torture keeping this up for an entire semester if Phineas never got the hint.
"I think we'll have to step up our game," Azul suggested.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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