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The Comfort Zone

Warning: This is an adult/fetish story involving weight gain, adult language, feeding, and stuffing. If this isn’t your type of thing please don't read it.

By berserker1133 & polarisdreamer

Chapter 1- Cops and Robbers

“NO! I can’t do this! I look ridiculous!” Jenn self-consciously pouted. She was wincing at the sad look of her own disappointed reflection staring back into her watery blue eyes. Her scantily clad body, fully captured by the tall and narrow mirror, did not instill her with the artificial confidence she was hoping for. It was difficult for Jenn to contain her frustration at the unfairness of it all.

“Jennifer, come on! You don’t have to make a scene! We’re going to be late!” Caroline pleaded with her roommate, while she tried in vain to open the door to their dorm room that Jenn had hastily locked moments prior.

“Caroline, I can’t do this. My tummy has butterflies!” Jenn whined, wishing she could somehow go back in time and stop herself from asking Caroline for her help in selecting an outfit for their first official college party.

“Jenn, stop being so dramatic! It’s just a party! *Sigh* It’s gonna be fine. Trust me.” Caroline assured her, as her tone began to transition from eager partygoer to caring friend.

“You promise?” Jenn muttered feeling slightly comforted by her friend’s voice. Maybe Caroline was right, the outfit she had on would certainly draw attention to her. Jenn just hoped it was the attention she was hoping for, preferably from a hunky guy.

“College is the time to go outside your comfort zone! You told me you wanted to turn over a new leaf! This isn’t high school anymore! This is your opportunity! I swear you won’t regret it!” Caroline promised, as she paused to let her words sink in. She heard movement from inside the dorm room. She hoped it was Jennifer finally getting her act together and leaving the room, but she knew Jenn had some self-esteem issues. It was only the second weekend of their freshman year and already Jenn’s high school baggage was rearing its ugly head. Caroline knew she’d have to say more to convince Jenn to come out of the room. So, she said the only thing that was on her mind, “Come on!! Start living!”

“Okay-okay...” Jenn reluctantly sighed, while she opened the door a tiny crack and nervously sidestepped into the hallway and into Caroline’s view. “I just didn’t think I’d have to wear something like this...”

“The party theme is cops and robbers. All the girls are gonna be wearing sexy police outfits but trust me you look HAWT!!” Caroline exclaimed, as she gave her shy friend a once over. Jenn’s most noticeable feature was her height, or perhaps her build. She was very tall and very slim. Standing slightly above 6’0 (1.85 meters), Jenn towered over most other girls, but only weighed about 123lbs. This meant she had some serious positives and negatives about her figure that Caroline could never fail to notice.

Starting with the positives, Jenn had wonderfully long slim legs, a lean trim stomach, luscious medium-length blonde hair that tended to fall just behind her shoulders and a pretty face that most guys in their high school failed to appreciate. Unfortunately for Jenn, she was not well endowed in the breast or butt department. Caroline could plainly see that these shortcomings really detracted from Jenn’s appearance. Jenn wore a small black button front romper with pockets that clung tight to her figure, but couldn’t really highlight her chest because of Jenn’s lack of cleavage or her bottom because of her flat butt. It made her legs look nice, but that was about it. The belt helped show off her trim waist, the fake police badge maybe helped distract from her absent bust, and the hat aided her outfit’s police theme but covered up some of her pretty hair. Overall, Jenn’s look was a mixed bag, but Caroline was sure that some guy would find her attractive, she hoped so anyway. She had her own desires to chase tonight, after all. She couldn’t babysit Jenn all night.

“Yeah, no. I look like a stick.. You look hot.” Jenn rebuffed the complement, as Caroline’s appearance clearly put hers to shame. Caroline was without a shadow of a doubt looking primed and sexy tonight. She was a lot shorter than Jenn, standing only about 5’5 (1.68 meters), but actually weighed a few pounds more than her underweight friend. Weighing about 125lbs, Caroline certainly qualified as thin, just not as slim as Jenn. Her visually stimulating costume consisted of a long sleeve crop top with a zip up front that left a huge gap between its fabric and her black booty shorts. The zip up top really drew attention to Caroline’s irresistible bust. While she normally sported respectable perky b cup breasts, with her push up bra on and possibly some padding mixed in, the cleavage in her top clearly gave off the illusion of Caroline’s boobs actually being full on c-cups.

Gazing lower, Caroline totally had the body of a college athlete. She had a hint of abs on display around her bare midsection, incredibly toned thighs, a heart shaped butt that looked totally full and firm in her black booty shorts, and yet she still managed to have an alluringly curvy figure because of her slightly wider hips than one might expect from someone so flawlessly proportioned. It was no wonder Caroline received so much attention from the boys at their high school, she was perfect. Her ‘sexy police girl look’ was rounded out by Caroline’s self-proclaimed ‘porn star high heels’ matched with high socks, a tight belt with toy handcuffs clipped on, a sizzling police badge plopped upon her full chest, and a hat covering most of her brunette-colored hair, although her ponytail was still on display.

“For the last time, you’re beautiful! And tonight you’re gonna find a guy that thinks so too. I know it.” Caroline convinced Jenn, while she playfully nudged her.

“Haha, you think so?” Jenn asked for more reassurance. Caroline knew Jenn could be a bit shy and insecure about her body, but this was just torture.

“No. I know so. Now let’s meet up with April and Vanessa downstairs and head on over! Unless, you’re not done having a meltdown?” Caroline playfully joked, as Jenn face brightened up.

“Nope, I’m ready.” Jenn smiled, as she adjusted her boots, closed their dorm room door and walked to the elevator with Caroline.

While the doors on the old dorm elevator were slow to close, and the inside reeked something fowl from the night before, it beat walking all the way down the busy hallway and down three flights of stairs. Once the elevator reached the ground floor, Jenn and Caroline stepped into the lounge and were greeted by their eagerly awaiting new friends.

“Took the two of you long enough to get ready. We are gonna be late!” April muttered with her arms crossed, while she leaned against the backboard of one of the lounges’ couches. Her blonde hair was styled into a short bob cut that fell to just about her mid neck, it looked simple, but strikingly sexy. She wore a blue crop top with a front zipper that had a black faux leather cuff and collar with lusciously studded trim detail, matching high-waisted shorts, fishnet stockings, and of course the obligatory hat, belt, police badge, baton, walkie talkie and toy handcuffs. Her outfit was certainly sexy, but looked a little tight on her 5’4 (1.63 Meters) frame. Caroline could spy the suspicious bulge of a stomach roll where April’s abs had been a few weeks earlier. Anyone else could have noticed this as well, but Caroline was uniquely attuned to these changes. She could also see the faintest hint of softness around April’s strong thighs, some added mass to her butt, and Caroline didn’t remember April’s breasts being quite so full the last time she’d worn a revealing outfit.

April was Caroline’s friend from the volleyball team. In volleyball, Caroline knew tall players were usually more desirable, because it is easier for them to attack and block the ball. It’s why Jenn played in high school even though she was pretty uncoordinated and clumsy. However, shorter players like April and Caroline had faster reaction times during defense and tended to pass the ball better. Since volleyball is a mixture of speed, skills and tactics, a typical team needs shorter players like them to cater for the specific roles required. April and Caroline’s roles were one and the same, a libero. Basically they were defensive specialists of shorter stature needed for their agile and quick-moving talents.

Unlike Caroline’s preseason experience, where she made significant strides with her fitness on her new conditioning program, April’s experience had been slightly different. Caroline quickly realized during preseason, four weeks prior, that April was also her prime competition for the libero position, so she had taken some.. precautions. First, Caroline quickly became best buddies with April. Jennifer had not arrived on campus yet, so Caroline pretty much only had her new team to socialize with. Caroline and April were both pretty outgoing, so it was only natural that they gravitated into friendship. Both of them even shared a love of tattoos! They were both the star players of their high school teams so they could enjoy talking volleyball if their conversations ever ran out of steam. Through these early conversations, Caroline learned that April came from a high school program and a strict family that had her in a restricted diet situation. Caroline skillfully helped April realize that their college coaches in their D3 program were no longer able to dictate her diet, and with Caroline’s encouragement April pretty abruptly cut loose on her eating habits during preseason and the first two weeks of school. She gained the freshman 15 in record time!

“Well we are all ready to go now. So, let’s go!” Caroline smiled, pleased with her devious work at sabotaging April’s formerly 115lbs body. “By the way, doesn’t Jenn look nice?”

“Sure. Do a twirl girlfriend! Give us a look see!” April encouraged Jenn, while she complied with a pert twirl. April’s eyes went right to Jenn’s butt, and so did Vanessa’s.

“Oh my gosh.. Does it hurt when you sit? Hmhm,” Vanessa snickered, as she rose off the couch while she tried to muffle her chuckle. Vanessa clothed herself in a tan zipper-front spandex catsuit, with a black belt, toy walkie-talkie, and badge. She was conventionally very attractive, with a nice face, great smile, and a 5’7 (1.74 meters) pear-shaped frame with perky b-cup breasts. Vanessa had vibrantly thick black hair done up into a cute, curly, afro with springy locks that bounced ever so gently across her shoulders with every movement. Vanessa wasn’t an athlete like April, but she still kept in shape. Caroline only knew her because she was April’s roommate. Caroline wasn’t sure exactly how much Vanessa weighed, her legs, hips, and butt had a bit of womanly chub to them, but overall, she was very slim. She probably weighed somewhere between 130-140lbs. Meanwhile, Jenn still didn’t get Vanessa’s joke.

“Umm, noo.. Do I have something on my..” Jenn muttered self-consciously, as she leaned her shoulder back and tried to peer at her backside.

“Alright, imma be real with you. How do you dance without a butt?” April joked, as Vanessa and April broke out laughing. Caroline didn’t always enjoy April’s diva attitude, then again, her interest in April wasn’t just for friendship. Caroline’s successful sabotage of April’s weight wasn’t just born out of a desire to foil her competition on the team. Caroline had a thing for those who gained weight in a big way. In high school, it was always the girls who ballooned over summer break or the boys who pigged out too much over the holidays who sent sensual shivers down her spine when she imagined them in the shower with her. She didn’t discriminate, boy-girl, short-tall, if they gained weight Caroline would fantasize about feeding them even fatter. However, up until she’d met April that’s what it had always been, a fantasy. Now college was allowing her to play out her deepest desires and she could barely contain her excitement. Who knows? Maybe she’d get lucky and find out April had a bisexual streak too. Fantasy’s aside, Caroline still couldn’t let her little crush stop her from sticking up for her longest friend.

“Oh shut it you two. You’re just jealous Jenn doesn’t have to wear heels.” Caroline burst rather abruptly. April and Vanessa quickly cut their laughter in response.

“True. My feet are already killing me.” Vanessa complained, as she seemed to wiggle her shoe into a better position.

“They hurt, but I like them. I think they make my legs look soo much better.” April proclaimed, as Caroline sighed in relief that she’d gotten the group on a different topic.

“Thanks for sticking up for me.” Jenn whispered in Caroline’s ear, as the girl’s made their way out of their freshman dorm and started the trek over to the soccer team’s party house.

…

It felt like a longer walk than it really was, because April and Vanessa kept complaining about their heels. Jenn was happy that she’d gone with boots, at Caroline’s request. They were way more comfortable to walk around in. As they approached the house Jenn thought it didn’t look like anything special. Sure, it was a big two-story house, but the outside looked pretty dilapidated and the lawn was a total mess. Jenn was beginning to feel nervous again when she noticed the crowd of people jostling about on the front porch.

“Are they not letting people in yet?” Jenn asked, as Caroline turned to her and shrugged.

“Party should have started by now. Maybe the house is too full?” Caroline pondered, as the girls reached the back of the crowd.

“Yo!” April roared at the group waiting in front of them. An older looking girl turned around while raising an eyebrow, so April continued, “What gives? Why aren’t they letting anyone in?”

“Ugh. Freshman.” The girl gawked; as she rolled her eyes in feign disgust. “This is the soccer team’s annual cops and robbers party. From the moment you walk in that door you will be handcuffed to a random guy for the entire night. There is always a line outside early because they wanna make sure they pair people up effectively. So, just be patient, they’ll call you.”

“Thanks..” April mumbled. She was happy for the info, but a bit ticked about the upperclassman girl’s tone.

“Handcuffs?!! Did you know about this??” Jenn freaked, as she turned to Caroline. “I can’t do this! I gotta go!”

“No! I had no idea, but look, you can’t go home alone! Just go with the flow!” Caroline tried to assure her.

“Nope-nope.. I’m not ready for this. I’m not read..” Jenn began panicking, as a louder voice drowned hers out.

“YOU! IN THE BACK!” The voice rung, loudly from the front door. It was the bouncer.

“ME?!” Caroline pointed to herself, as she was barely tall enough to make eye contact with the bouncer from her position.

“NOT YOU! THE BEANPOLE! FRONT AND CENTER!” The bouncer ordered, as Jenn froze like a deer in the headlights.

“Caroline, what do I do?!” Jenn shrieked in terror, as she turned to Caroline for guidance.

“Just go up there. Play it cool! I’ll meet you inside.” Caroline assured her, as she pushed Jenn into the crowd and watched while Jenn cautiously made her way to the front.

“Haha I can’t believe that dude called her ‘beanpole!’ That’s such a good nickname!” April laughed, as she turned to Vanessa for approval.

“I know right!” Vanessa started to giggle.

“You guys know Jenn is sensitive about stuff like that right? You should knock it off.” Caroline growled, as she crossed her arms.

“Oh please! The girl has an ironing board for an ass! I think the nickname is pretty appropriate.” April joked, as rested her hand on her hip.

“Honestly, she is so skinny I bet her bra fits better when she wears it backwards.” Vanessa joined in, as April laughed again.

“That’s my best friend you tipsy b*tches are talking about so you better cut it out!” Caroline loudly voiced, as April and Vanessa ceased smiling.

“Oh come on! It’s all in good fun!” Vanessa explained, as Caroline rolled her eyes.

“There is fun and then there is what you two are saying. Can you just not do this cr*p when we are out with her?” Caroline compromised, as the girls nodded in agreement.

…

Meanwhile, at the door of the party house Jenn finally made her way through the crowd. She wasn’t that strong so she could exactly push her way through, and she quickly learned tipsy coeds were not the most accommodating bunch.

“Umm.. Hello.” Jenn blushed, as the bouncer gave her a once over.

“Sup, hold on a second. LEANDRO!” The bouncer yelled, as a guy edged passed the crowd and stood next to Jenn. Jenn didn’t have the courage to turn her head and look at who she was going to be stuck with, but from the corner of her eye she could tell he was shirtless. “Found you a tall one, bro.”

“Umm.. Hi.” Jenn quietly muttered, as she turned and looked at him for the first time. Her eyes opened real wide once she did.

“Olá!” Leandro warmly smiled, as Jenn felt like melting. He was sooo HOT! Leandro was just as tall as she was! He had broad shoulders, toned arm muscles, abs, a jaw to die for, and even short spiky brown hair. He was totally shirtless, so Jenn had a front row seat to the plethora of tattoos he had spanning from his left chest to his left arm. Overall, his outfit was pretty simple, but very sexy. He had a huge silver chain around his neck that fell to his chest; nice blue jeans that hung low enough to give Jenn a look at his boxers and a pair of sneakers to round out the look. He looked like a robber, or maybe a gang member or something. But that was the point, right? Either way, Jenn was at a loss for words.

“Listen up, house rules. Give me your hands.” The bouncer ordered, as they complied and he fastened a pair of handcuffs on them. They were stuck with each other all night now. Jenn couldn’t have been more thrilled!

“You get the key when you two each finish a bottle of wine. Till then you are stuck with each other. Enjoy!” The bouncer explained, as he ushered them into the house.

Jenn’s eyes glistened, as she took in the wonderful theming and decorations around the house. Someone had replaced all the normal light bulbs with alternating blue and red party bulbs. Some rooms were decorated to look like a jail house, other rooms were made to resemble a police station, and the dining room had two pong tables painted to resemble police cars. There were plenty of blue and red solo cups adorning the police car pong tables. The soccer team really went all out with this party.

“So, what is your name?” Leandro asked, as Jenn looked flustered. She couldn’t believe this total stud was talking to her. She never got attention like this from boys in high school! And he had a Spanish accent!

“Jenn! Nice to meet you!” Jenn managed to say while smiling wide.

“Jenn’s a nice name. I’m Leandro. Pleased to meet you too. *Mwah*” Leandro finished with a kiss to Jenn’s cuffed hand. As his lips touched her skin Jenn felt a shock of pure excitement spike through her body. She had no idea what to say in response.

“Umm. It’s cool you speak Spanish!” Jenn complemented, as she could feel her cheeks blushing something fierce.

“Haha, I actually speak Portuguese. Nice try though.” Leandro laughed, as Jenn nervously laughed with him. He thought Jenn had a very pretty face, and she was tall like he liked, but she was very skinny. “I’ve seen more meat on a chicken than you.”

“What?!” Jenn shrieked, as she recoiled away from Leandro only to pull him closer to her once the cuff was strained. Leandro could clearly tell that what he’d said had upset her so he went into rebound mode.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it in a bad way! I think you look very very beautiful!” Leandro assured her, as he braced her in his arms.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I did that, haha..” Jenn laughed, as her heart pounded fast.

“Do you want to get our wine?” Leandro offered, as Jenn jumped at the opportunity.

“YES! Ahem.. Wine is good! Let’s do that.” Jenn nearly jumbled her words out of nervousness. Maybe she’d act smoother once she’d had something to drink.

Lucky for Jenn, drinking more did begin to calm her nerves. They each picked out a bottle of wine from the makeshift bar, and began to drink while they continued to break the ice.

“Have I seen you somewhere before? You look familiar for some reason.” Leandro asked, as Jenn thought about it.

“Well, I work in the cafeteria. You probably saw me there. They have me working breakfast Monday/Wednesday/Friday and dinner on Tuesday/Thursday.” Jenn explained, as she hoped it wouldn’t put him off. He seemed to be thinking something over, so Jenn used the chance to ask a cleverly constructed question of her own, “So.. did you study abroad in Portugal or something?”

“No..” Leandro responded with a curious look in his eyes. Maybe he didn’t understand the question?

“Well, like, umm.. where did you pick up your Portuguese accent then?” Jenn rephrased, as Leandro immediately smiled.

“Hahaha, I have a Brazilian accent, because I am from Brazil!” Leandro laughed, as Jenn realized she was handcuffed to an exchange student.

“Of course! That makes sense! I.. I promise I’m not always this ditzy.” Jenn smiled, as she felt all giddy inside from the undivided attention Leandro was showing her. It was like a dream come true!

“Oh, your fine. I think it’s cute.” Leandro smiled, as he began to feel more attached to this skinny girl.

After further conversation and more importantly additional gulps of wine, the strangers began to feel more comfortable with each other. They found a nice spot to sit on a windowsill and after a while, were starting to get cozy.

“American names don’t have meaning like that haha! Jennifer just means Jennifer. Does your name mean something??” Jenn curiously asked in response, while she was feeling more relaxed.

“I am glad you asked! Leandro is a mix of two Latin words ‘lion’ and ‘man.’ It is a name that exudes strength. Although, I’d be remised if I didn’t tell you what my mother told me so often in my childhood.” Leandro theatrically explained, as Jenn was all ears in her tipsy state.

“What’s that?!” Jenn asked more urgently than was necessary.

“My name has a very romantic history, stemming from the myth of Ero and Leandro.” Leandro continued to melodramatically explain, as he sensually massaged Jenn’s knee with his cuffed hand.

“Tell me!” Jenn urged him, as Leandro confidently smiled.

“How about this, you grace me with a dance, and then I tell you?” Leandro offered, as Jenn took a split second to think about it before bursting with her answer.

“Okay!” Jenn blurted, as she grabbed Leandro’s hand and the two hurried to the basement dancefloor.

Leandro was a better dancer than Jenn could have hoped. He was a perfect partner, holding her, guiding her, and even grinding with her when the song permitted. She could feel in those grinding sessions that Leandro was certainly attracted to her, and that made her horny. A break from dancing followed, by more wine didn’t help things much. It seemed that Leandro knew just what to say to melt Jenn’s heart. Jenn didn’t even spare a though about Caroline’s whereabouts as Leandro’s tongue gave hers a private dance of the French variety. Jenn couldn’t get enough of Leandro’s skillful tongue and tantalizing lips. In between make out sessions, the duo found the time to try their cuffed hands at beer pong, which was considerably more difficult when your dominant hand was cuffed to the person standing next to you. And so, Jenn’s night went. It was like a perfect dream unfolding before her eyes, but it was starting to get late. However, Jenn hoped there was more fun to be had with Leandro. That’s when all that wine began to catch up with Jenn’s bladder.

“Umm.. Problem.” Jenn said, as Leandro stopped kissing her. They were once again back sitting on their cozy windowsill.

“Problem?” Leandro mimicked worried he’d gone too far.

“I have to pee. What do we do about this?” Jenn asked, as she drunkenly raised her hand and pointed to the handcuff.

“Ohh, they have keys at the bar.” Leandro explained, as they walked over. Leandro was the first to raise the question, “Excuse me, we need a key so we can go to the bathroom.”

“Sorry bud, I can only un-cuff you for that if you each take a shot.” The bartender explained.

“No problem.” Leandro said, as Jenn tugged his arm.

“Problem. If I drink any more I know I’m gonna get sick.” Jenn explained, as Leandro paused and thought. After a moment he looked at the bartender again.

“What if I took her shot too?” Leandro asked, as the bartender shook his head ‘no.’

“Sorry bud, it doesn’t work like that. You could always go the bathroom together.” The bartender explained with a knowing wink, as Leandro looked at Jenn with worry.

“I’m sorry.” Leandro said, as Jenn just tugged him toward the bathroom.

“It’s okay, I have an idea.” Jenn drunkenly explained, as Leandro followed Jenn without protest. Once in the bathroom, she made him close his eyes and cover his ears tightly while she went. If she hadn’t been drunk she might have died of embarrassment; however, being drunk, Jenn was able to soldier on and relieve herself. She tapped Leandro twice on the shoulder when she was done. “Okay, let’s go.”

“I have to go now.” Leandro said, as Jenn blushed slightly.

“What do you want me to do?” Jenn asked, as an evil smile began to escape from her face.

“Just face the door. Unlike you, I can go standing up.” Leandro teased, as Jenn gave him a little pinch on his butt in response. Leandro laughed, but Jenn was feeling naughty.

“Umm.. so when you’re done. Would you wanna walk me home?” Jenn seductively suggested, as Leandro was a bit preoccupied at the moment.

“Isn’t it a little early to be leaving the party? I’m not very sleepy.” Leandro explained, as Jenn was still receiving only half of his attention.

“I’m not very sleepy either.” Jenn agreed, as she put on her drunkenly seductive voice again to whisper in his ear. “I just wanna be alone with you.”

“If you want some alone time, my place is closer than yours.” Leandro smiled, as he zipped up his pants and moved to wash his hands.

“How far?” Jenn asked pretty earnestly.

“Up the steps.” Leandro smirked, as Jenn nervously laughed.

“Haha, oh right, you’re on the soccer team. I swear I’m not this spacey usually.” Jenn anxiously muttered.

“It’s cute when you space out, but not as cute as how you look tonight.” Leandro romantically said, as he dried his hands. He was finished less than a millisecond before Jenn passionately kissed him.

“Mhhh!” Jenn hummed, as Leandro wrapped his arm around her slender waist and pulled her in closer.

Description
The Comfort Zone

Warning: This is an adult/fetish story involving weight gain, adult language, feeding, and stuffing. If this isn’t your type of thing please don't read it.

By berserker1133 & polarisdreamer

Chapter 1- Cops and Robbers

“NO! I can’t do this! I look ridiculous!” Jenn self-consciously pouted. She was wincing at the sad look of her own disappointed reflection staring back into her watery blue eyes. Her scantily clad body, fully captured by the tall and narrow mirror, did not instill her with the artificial confidence she was hoping for. It was difficult for Jenn to contain her frustration at the unfairness of it all.

“Jennifer, come on! You don’t have to make a scene! We’re going to be late!” Caroline pleaded with her roommate, while she tried in vain to open the door to their dorm room that Jenn had hastily locked moments prior.

“Caroline, I can’t do this. My tummy has butterflies!” Jenn whined, wishing she could somehow go back in time and stop herself from asking Caroline for her help in selecting an outfit for their first official college party.

“Jenn, stop being so dramatic! It’s just a party! *Sigh* It’s gonna be fine. Trust me.” Caroline assured her, as her tone began to transition from eager partygoer to caring friend.

“You promise?” Jenn muttered feeling slightly comforted by her friend’s voice. Maybe Caroline was right, the outfit she had on would certainly draw attention to her. Jenn just hoped it was the attention she was hoping for, preferably from a hunky guy.

“College is the time to go outside your comfort zone! You told me you wanted to turn over a new leaf! This isn’t high school anymore! This is your opportunity! I swear you won’t regret it!” Caroline promised, as she paused to let her words sink in. She heard movement from inside the dorm room. She hoped it was Jennifer finally getting her act together and leaving the room, but she knew Jenn had some self-esteem issues. It was only the second weekend of their freshman year and already Jenn’s high school baggage was rearing its ugly head. Caroline knew she’d have to say more to convince Jenn to come out of the room. So, she said the only thing that was on her mind, “Come on!! Start living!”

“Okay-okay...” Jenn reluctantly sighed, while she opened the door a tiny crack and nervously sidestepped into the hallway and into Caroline’s view. “I just didn’t think I’d have to wear something like this...”

“The party theme is cops and robbers. All the girls are gonna be wearing sexy police outfits but trust me you look HAWT!!” Caroline exclaimed, as she gave her shy friend a once over. Jenn’s most noticeable feature was her height, or perhaps her build. She was very tall and very slim. Standing slightly above 6’0 (1.85 meters), Jenn towered over most other girls, but only weighed about 123lbs. This meant she had some serious positives and negatives about her figure that Caroline could never fail to notice.

Starting with the positives, Jenn had wonderfully long slim legs, a lean trim stomach, luscious medium-length blonde hair that tended to fall just behind her shoulders and a pretty face that most guys in their high school failed to appreciate. Unfortunately for Jenn, she was not well endowed in the breast or butt department. Caroline could plainly see that these shortcomings really detracted from Jenn’s appearance. Jenn wore a small black button front romper with pockets that clung tight to her figure, but couldn’t really highlight her chest because of Jenn’s lack of cleavage or her bottom because of her flat butt. It made her legs look nice, but that was about it. The belt helped show off her trim waist, the fake police badge maybe helped distract from her absent bust, and the hat aided her outfit’s police theme but covered up some of her pretty hair. Overall, Jenn’s look was a mixed bag, but Caroline was sure that some guy would find her attractive, she hoped so anyway. She had her own desires to chase tonight, after all. She couldn’t babysit Jenn all night.

“Yeah, no. I look like a stick.. You look hot.” Jenn rebuffed the complement, as Caroline’s appearance clearly put hers to shame. Caroline was without a shadow of a doubt looking primed and sexy tonight. She was a lot shorter than Jenn, standing only about 5’5 (1.68 meters), but actually weighed a few pounds more than her underweight friend. Weighing about 125lbs, Caroline certainly qualified as thin, just not as slim as Jenn. Her visually stimulating costume consisted of a long sleeve crop top with a zip up front that left a huge gap between its fabric and her black booty shorts. The zip up top really drew attention to Caroline’s irresistible bust. While she normally sported respectable perky b cup breasts, with her push up bra on and possibly some padding mixed in, the cleavage in her top clearly gave off the illusion of Caroline’s boobs actually being full on c-cups.

Gazing lower, Caroline totally had the body of a college athlete. She had a hint of abs on display around her bare midsection, incredibly toned thighs, a heart shaped butt that looked totally full and firm in her black booty shorts, and yet she still managed to have an alluringly curvy figure because of her slightly wider hips than one might expect from someone so flawlessly proportioned. It was no wonder Caroline received so much attention from the boys at their high school, she was perfect. Her ‘sexy police girl look’ was rounded out by Caroline’s self-proclaimed ‘porn star high heels’ matched with high socks, a tight belt with toy handcuffs clipped on, a sizzling police badge plopped upon her full chest, and a hat covering most of her brunette-colored hair, although her ponytail was still on display.

“For the last time, you’re beautiful! And tonight you’re gonna find a guy that thinks so too. I know it.” Caroline convinced Jenn, while she playfully nudged her.

“Haha, you think so?” Jenn asked for more reassurance. Caroline knew Jenn could be a bit shy and insecure about her body, but this was just torture.

“No. I know so. Now let’s meet up with April and Vanessa downstairs and head on over! Unless, you’re not done having a meltdown?” Caroline playfully joked, as Jenn face brightened up.

“Nope, I’m ready.” Jenn smiled, as she adjusted her boots, closed their dorm room door and walked to the elevator with Caroline.

While the doors on the old dorm elevator were slow to close, and the inside reeked something fowl from the night before, it beat walking all the way down the busy hallway and down three flights of stairs. Once the elevator reached the ground floor, Jenn and Caroline stepped into the lounge and were greeted by their eagerly awaiting new friends.

“Took the two of you long enough to get ready. We are gonna be late!” April muttered with her arms crossed, while she leaned against the backboard of one of the lounges’ couches. Her blonde hair was styled into a short bob cut that fell to just about her mid neck, it looked simple, but strikingly sexy. She wore a blue crop top with a front zipper that had a black faux leather cuff and collar with lusciously studded trim detail, matching high-waisted shorts, fishnet stockings, and of course the obligatory hat, belt, police badge, baton, walkie talkie and toy handcuffs. Her outfit was certainly sexy, but looked a little tight on her 5’4 (1.63 Meters) frame. Caroline could spy the suspicious bulge of a stomach roll where April’s abs had been a few weeks earlier. Anyone else could have noticed this as well, but Caroline was uniquely attuned to these changes. She could also see the faintest hint of softness around April’s strong thighs, some added mass to her butt, and Caroline didn’t remember April’s breasts being quite so full the last time she’d worn a revealing outfit.

April was Caroline’s friend from the volleyball team. In volleyball, Caroline knew tall players were usually more desirable, because it is easier for them to attack and block the ball. It’s why Jenn played in high school even though she was pretty uncoordinated and clumsy. However, shorter players like April and Caroline had faster reaction times during defense and tended to pass the ball better. Since volleyball is a mixture of speed, skills and tactics, a typical team needs shorter players like them to cater for the specific roles required. April and Caroline’s roles were one and the same, a libero. Basically they were defensive specialists of shorter stature needed for their agile and quick-moving talents.

Unlike Caroline’s preseason experience, where she made significant strides with her fitness on her new conditioning program, April’s experience had been slightly different. Caroline quickly realized during preseason, four weeks prior, that April was also her prime competition for the libero position, so she had taken some.. precautions. First, Caroline quickly became best buddies with April. Jennifer had not arrived on campus yet, so Caroline pretty much only had her new team to socialize with. Caroline and April were both pretty outgoing, so it was only natural that they gravitated into friendship. Both of them even shared a love of tattoos! They were both the star players of their high school teams so they could enjoy talking volleyball if their conversations ever ran out of steam. Through these early conversations, Caroline learned that April came from a high school program and a strict family that had her in a restricted diet situation. Caroline skillfully helped April realize that their college coaches in their D3 program were no longer able to dictate her diet, and with Caroline’s encouragement April pretty abruptly cut loose on her eating habits during preseason and the first two weeks of school. She gained the freshman 15 in record time!

“Well we are all ready to go now. So, let’s go!” Caroline smiled, pleased with her devious work at sabotaging April’s formerly 115lbs body. “By the way, doesn’t Jenn look nice?”

“Sure. Do a twirl girlfriend! Give us a look see!” April encouraged Jenn, while she complied with a pert twirl. April’s eyes went right to Jenn’s butt, and so did Vanessa’s.

“Oh my gosh.. Does it hurt when you sit? Hmhm,” Vanessa snickered, as she rose off the couch while she tried to muffle her chuckle. Vanessa clothed herself in a tan zipper-front spandex catsuit, with a black belt, toy walkie-talkie, and badge. She was conventionally very attractive, with a nice face, great smile, and a 5’7 (1.74 meters) pear-shaped frame with perky b-cup breasts. Vanessa had vibrantly thick black hair done up into a cute, curly, afro with springy locks that bounced ever so gently across her shoulders with every movement. Vanessa wasn’t an athlete like April, but she still kept in shape. Caroline only knew her because she was April’s roommate. Caroline wasn’t sure exactly how much Vanessa weighed, her legs, hips, and butt had a bit of womanly chub to them, but overall, she was very slim. She probably weighed somewhere between 130-140lbs. Meanwhile, Jenn still didn’t get Vanessa’s joke.

“Umm, noo.. Do I have something on my..” Jenn muttered self-consciously, as she leaned her shoulder back and tried to peer at her backside.

“Alright, imma be real with you. How do you dance without a butt?” April joked, as Vanessa and April broke out laughing. Caroline didn’t always enjoy April’s diva attitude, then again, her interest in April wasn’t just for friendship. Caroline’s successful sabotage of April’s weight wasn’t just born out of a desire to foil her competition on the team. Caroline had a thing for those who gained weight in a big way. In high school, it was always the girls who ballooned over summer break or the boys who pigged out too much over the holidays who sent sensual shivers down her spine when she imagined them in the shower with her. She didn’t discriminate, boy-girl, short-tall, if they gained weight Caroline would fantasize about feeding them even fatter. However, up until she’d met April that’s what it had always been, a fantasy. Now college was allowing her to play out her deepest desires and she could barely contain her excitement. Who knows? Maybe she’d get lucky and find out April had a bisexual streak too. Fantasy’s aside, Caroline still couldn’t let her little crush stop her from sticking up for her longest friend.

“Oh shut it you two. You’re just jealous Jenn doesn’t have to wear heels.” Caroline burst rather abruptly. April and Vanessa quickly cut their laughter in response.

“True. My feet are already killing me.” Vanessa complained, as she seemed to wiggle her shoe into a better position.

“They hurt, but I like them. I think they make my legs look soo much better.” April proclaimed, as Caroline sighed in relief that she’d gotten the group on a different topic.

“Thanks for sticking up for me.” Jenn whispered in Caroline’s ear, as the girl’s made their way out of their freshman dorm and started the trek over to the soccer team’s party house.

…

It felt like a longer walk than it really was, because April and Vanessa kept complaining about their heels. Jenn was happy that she’d gone with boots, at Caroline’s request. They were way more comfortable to walk around in. As they approached the house Jenn thought it didn’t look like anything special. Sure, it was a big two-story house, but the outside looked pretty dilapidated and the lawn was a total mess. Jenn was beginning to feel nervous again when she noticed the crowd of people jostling about on the front porch.

“Are they not letting people in yet?” Jenn asked, as Caroline turned to her and shrugged.

“Party should have started by now. Maybe the house is too full?” Caroline pondered, as the girls reached the back of the crowd.

“Yo!” April roared at the group waiting in front of them. An older looking girl turned around while raising an eyebrow, so April continued, “What gives? Why aren’t they letting anyone in?”

“Ugh. Freshman.” The girl gawked; as she rolled her eyes in feign disgust. “This is the soccer team’s annual cops and robbers party. From the moment you walk in that door you will be handcuffed to a random guy for the entire night. There is always a line outside early because they wanna make sure they pair people up effectively. So, just be patient, they’ll call you.”

“Thanks..” April mumbled. She was happy for the info, but a bit ticked about the upperclassman girl’s tone.

“Handcuffs?!! Did you know about this??” Jenn freaked, as she turned to Caroline. “I can’t do this! I gotta go!”

“No! I had no idea, but look, you can’t go home alone! Just go with the flow!” Caroline tried to assure her.

“Nope-nope.. I’m not ready for this. I’m not read..” Jenn began panicking, as a louder voice drowned hers out.

“YOU! IN THE BACK!” The voice rung, loudly from the front door. It was the bouncer.

“ME?!” Caroline pointed to herself, as she was barely tall enough to make eye contact with the bouncer from her position.

“NOT YOU! THE BEANPOLE! FRONT AND CENTER!” The bouncer ordered, as Jenn froze like a deer in the headlights.

“Caroline, what do I do?!” Jenn shrieked in terror, as she turned to Caroline for guidance.

“Just go up there. Play it cool! I’ll meet you inside.” Caroline assured her, as she pushed Jenn into the crowd and watched while Jenn cautiously made her way to the front.

“Haha I can’t believe that dude called her ‘beanpole!’ That’s such a good nickname!” April laughed, as she turned to Vanessa for approval.

“I know right!” Vanessa started to giggle.

“You guys know Jenn is sensitive about stuff like that right? You should knock it off.” Caroline growled, as she crossed her arms.

“Oh please! The girl has an ironing board for an ass! I think the nickname is pretty appropriate.” April joked, as rested her hand on her hip.

“Honestly, she is so skinny I bet her bra fits better when she wears it backwards.” Vanessa joined in, as April laughed again.

“That’s my best friend you tipsy b*tches are talking about so you better cut it out!” Caroline loudly voiced, as April and Vanessa ceased smiling.

“Oh come on! It’s all in good fun!” Vanessa explained, as Caroline rolled her eyes.

“There is fun and then there is what you two are saying. Can you just not do this cr*p when we are out with her?” Caroline compromised, as the girls nodded in agreement.

…

Meanwhile, at the door of the party house Jenn finally made her way through the crowd. She wasn’t that strong so she could exactly push her way through, and she quickly learned tipsy coeds were not the most accommodating bunch.

“Umm.. Hello.” Jenn blushed, as the bouncer gave her a once over.

“Sup, hold on a second. LEANDRO!” The bouncer yelled, as a guy edged passed the crowd and stood next to Jenn. Jenn didn’t have the courage to turn her head and look at who she was going to be stuck with, but from the corner of her eye she could tell he was shirtless. “Found you a tall one, bro.”

“Umm.. Hi.” Jenn quietly muttered, as she turned and looked at him for the first time. Her eyes opened real wide once she did.

“Olá!” Leandro warmly smiled, as Jenn felt like melting. He was sooo HOT! Leandro was just as tall as she was! He had broad shoulders, toned arm muscles, abs, a jaw to die for, and even short spiky brown hair. He was totally shirtless, so Jenn had a front row seat to the plethora of tattoos he had spanning from his left chest to his left arm. Overall, his outfit was pretty simple, but very sexy. He had a huge silver chain around his neck that fell to his chest; nice blue jeans that hung low enough to give Jenn a look at his boxers and a pair of sneakers to round out the look. He looked like a robber, or maybe a gang member or something. But that was the point, right? Either way, Jenn was at a loss for words.

“Listen up, house rules. Give me your hands.” The bouncer ordered, as they complied and he fastened a pair of handcuffs on them. They were stuck with each other all night now. Jenn couldn’t have been more thrilled!

“You get the key when you two each finish a bottle of wine. Till then you are stuck with each other. Enjoy!” The bouncer explained, as he ushered them into the house.

Jenn’s eyes glistened, as she took in the wonderful theming and decorations around the house. Someone had replaced all the normal light bulbs with alternating blue and red party bulbs. Some rooms were decorated to look like a jail house, other rooms were made to resemble a police station, and the dining room had two pong tables painted to resemble police cars. There were plenty of blue and red solo cups adorning the police car pong tables. The soccer team really went all out with this party.

“So, what is your name?” Leandro asked, as Jenn looked flustered. She couldn’t believe this total stud was talking to her. She never got attention like this from boys in high school! And he had a Spanish accent!

“Jenn! Nice to meet you!” Jenn managed to say while smiling wide.

“Jenn’s a nice name. I’m Leandro. Pleased to meet you too. *Mwah*” Leandro finished with a kiss to Jenn’s cuffed hand. As his lips touched her skin Jenn felt a shock of pure excitement spike through her body. She had no idea what to say in response.

“Umm. It’s cool you speak Spanish!” Jenn complemented, as she could feel her cheeks blushing something fierce.

“Haha, I actually speak Portuguese. Nice try though.” Leandro laughed, as Jenn nervously laughed with him. He thought Jenn had a very pretty face, and she was tall like he liked, but she was very skinny. “I’ve seen more meat on a chicken than you.”

“What?!” Jenn shrieked, as she recoiled away from Leandro only to pull him closer to her once the cuff was strained. Leandro could clearly tell that what he’d said had upset her so he went into rebound mode.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it in a bad way! I think you look very very beautiful!” Leandro assured her, as he braced her in his arms.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I did that, haha..” Jenn laughed, as her heart pounded fast.

“Do you want to get our wine?” Leandro offered, as Jenn jumped at the opportunity.

“YES! Ahem.. Wine is good! Let’s do that.” Jenn nearly jumbled her words out of nervousness. Maybe she’d act smoother once she’d had something to drink.

Lucky for Jenn, drinking more did begin to calm her nerves. They each picked out a bottle of wine from the makeshift bar, and began to drink while they continued to break the ice.

“Have I seen you somewhere before? You look familiar for some reason.” Leandro asked, as Jenn thought about it.

“Well, I work in the cafeteria. You probably saw me there. They have me working breakfast Monday/Wednesday/Friday and dinner on Tuesday/Thursday.” Jenn explained, as she hoped it wouldn’t put him off. He seemed to be thinking something over, so Jenn used the chance to ask a cleverly constructed question of her own, “So.. did you study abroad in Portugal or something?”

“No..” Leandro responded with a curious look in his eyes. Maybe he didn’t understand the question?

“Well, like, umm.. where did you pick up your Portuguese accent then?” Jenn rephrased, as Leandro immediately smiled.

“Hahaha, I have a Brazilian accent, because I am from Brazil!” Leandro laughed, as Jenn realized she was handcuffed to an exchange student.

“Of course! That makes sense! I.. I promise I’m not always this ditzy.” Jenn smiled, as she felt all giddy inside from the undivided attention Leandro was showing her. It was like a dream come true!

“Oh, your fine. I think it’s cute.” Leandro smiled, as he began to feel more attached to this skinny girl.

After further conversation and more importantly additional gulps of wine, the strangers began to feel more comfortable with each other. They found a nice spot to sit on a windowsill and after a while, were starting to get cozy.

“American names don’t have meaning like that haha! Jennifer just means Jennifer. Does your name mean something??” Jenn curiously asked in response, while she was feeling more relaxed.

“I am glad you asked! Leandro is a mix of two Latin words ‘lion’ and ‘man.’ It is a name that exudes strength. Although, I’d be remised if I didn’t tell you what my mother told me so often in my childhood.” Leandro theatrically explained, as Jenn was all ears in her tipsy state.

“What’s that?!” Jenn asked more urgently than was necessary.

“My name has a very romantic history, stemming from the myth of Ero and Leandro.” Leandro continued to melodramatically explain, as he sensually massaged Jenn’s knee with his cuffed hand.

“Tell me!” Jenn urged him, as Leandro confidently smiled.

“How about this, you grace me with a dance, and then I tell you?” Leandro offered, as Jenn took a split second to think about it before bursting with her answer.

“Okay!” Jenn blurted, as she grabbed Leandro’s hand and the two hurried to the basement dancefloor.

Leandro was a better dancer than Jenn could have hoped. He was a perfect partner, holding her, guiding her, and even grinding with her when the song permitted. She could feel in those grinding sessions that Leandro was certainly attracted to her, and that made her horny. A break from dancing followed, by more wine didn’t help things much. It seemed that Leandro knew just what to say to melt Jenn’s heart. Jenn didn’t even spare a though about Caroline’s whereabouts as Leandro’s tongue gave hers a private dance of the French variety. Jenn couldn’t get enough of Leandro’s skillful tongue and tantalizing lips. In between make out sessions, the duo found the time to try their cuffed hands at beer pong, which was considerably more difficult when your dominant hand was cuffed to the person standing next to you. And so, Jenn’s night went. It was like a perfect dream unfolding before her eyes, but it was starting to get late. However, Jenn hoped there was more fun to be had with Leandro. That’s when all that wine began to catch up with Jenn’s bladder.

“Umm.. Problem.” Jenn said, as Leandro stopped kissing her. They were once again back sitting on their cozy windowsill.

“Problem?” Leandro mimicked worried he’d gone too far.

“I have to pee. What do we do about this?” Jenn asked, as she drunkenly raised her hand and pointed to the handcuff.

“Ohh, they have keys at the bar.” Leandro explained, as they walked over. Leandro was the first to raise the question, “Excuse me, we need a key so we can go to the bathroom.”

“Sorry bud, I can only un-cuff you for that if you each take a shot.” The bartender explained.

“No problem.” Leandro said, as Jenn tugged his arm.

“Problem. If I drink any more I know I’m gonna get sick.” Jenn explained, as Leandro paused and thought. After a moment he looked at the bartender again.

“What if I took her shot too?” Leandro asked, as the bartender shook his head ‘no.’

“Sorry bud, it doesn’t work like that. You could always go the bathroom together.” The bartender explained with a knowing wink, as Leandro looked at Jenn with worry.

“I’m sorry.” Leandro said, as Jenn just tugged him toward the bathroom.

“It’s okay, I have an idea.” Jenn drunkenly explained, as Leandro followed Jenn without protest. Once in the bathroom, she made him close his eyes and cover his ears tightly while she went. If she hadn’t been drunk she might have died of embarrassment; however, being drunk, Jenn was able to soldier on and relieve herself. She tapped Leandro twice on the shoulder when she was done. “Okay, let’s go.”

“I have to go now.” Leandro said, as Jenn blushed slightly.

“What do you want me to do?” Jenn asked, as an evil smile began to escape from her face.

“Just face the door. Unlike you, I can go standing up.” Leandro teased, as Jenn gave him a little pinch on his butt in response. Leandro laughed, but Jenn was feeling naughty.

“Umm.. so when you’re done. Would you wanna walk me home?” Jenn seductively suggested, as Leandro was a bit preoccupied at the moment.

“Isn’t it a little early to be leaving the party? I’m not very sleepy.” Leandro explained, as Jenn was still receiving only half of his attention.

“I’m not very sleepy either.” Jenn agreed, as she put on her drunkenly seductive voice again to whisper in his ear. “I just wanna be alone with you.”

“If you want some alone time, my place is closer than yours.” Leandro smiled, as he zipped up his pants and moved to wash his hands.

“How far?” Jenn asked pretty earnestly.

“Up the steps.” Leandro smirked, as Jenn nervously laughed.

“Haha, oh right, you’re on the soccer team. I swear I’m not this spacey usually.” Jenn anxiously muttered.

“It’s cute when you space out, but not as cute as how you look tonight.” Leandro romantically said, as he dried his hands. He was finished less than a millisecond before Jenn passionately kissed him.

“Mhhh!” Jenn hummed, as Leandro wrapped his arm around her slender waist and pulled her in closer.