She Changed My Life - Part 1 (Weight Gain Story)

This is the story of a girl that changed my life forever. Her name; Lyric.
The first time I met her was in secondary school. My first day of fine art, one of the few subject that I actually made an effort in. She was there, with her long brunette hair and pale blue eyes. Her face was thin and tanned with high cheek bones. She was a slim girl, back then, with a small pair of boobs and, quite surprisingly, an adorably ample ass.
I smiled at her as I made my way to my seat. Then the lesson started and basically this is how the first month or so of secondary school went. I would watch her now and again from the other side of the room, whilst she wasn’t looking of course. Thinking back on it now I’d say it was fairly creepy, but I was totally stunned by her. For the first time I actually wanted to come to school.
One day though, at the end of winter term, she spoke to me. I was waiting to be picked up, and my parents were running late, as usual. Lyric was just leaving the school grounds, she’d just finished her piano lessons and her parents were waiting at the roadside to pick her up. But just before she got to the car she stopped and looked over at me, then lightly jogged over.
“Hey” she smiled.
“Oh uh hi” I nodded, I’d never spoken to her before so this felt like a huge moment in my life.
“Is anyone coming to pick you up?” she still wore that warm smile.
“My parents should be here soon, I think.”
“It getting dark though and you’ll catch a cold” she added.
My heart skipped a beat at that point. Was she worried about me?
“Uh I’ll be fine. I’m sure they’ll turn up soon” I weakly smiled back.
The truth was I had no idea when they’d arrive.
“Don’t be silly” she smiled again “how about I get my parents to drop you home?”
“Are you sure? I mean will they mind?”
“Of course not. Now come on.”
She beckoned me to follow her. I was so nervous. First the girl I had a crush on started talking to me and then she was getting her parents to take me home. I hardly said a word on the car ride. I texted my parents and let them know what the deal was, they were late finishing work, again.
Lyric was talking to her parents about her school day and included me in the conversation as well, although I didn’t have much to say. But eventually the car ride was over and I arrived home safe and sound. I thanked Lyric and her parents and wished them a Merry Christmas. Then I went inside. A conversation with my crush, I felt a little giddy. What a wonderful start to the winter holiday!

The Christmas holidays came and went and before I knew it I was on my way to school once again, and I would be able to see Lyric. I was excited, both just to see her again, but also to see whether the events at the end of term had affected our relationship at all.
The day seemed to crawl by, that was until it came to fine art class. I arrived on time and took my seat, although Lyric was nowhere to be seen. Was she ill? Or was she late?
I was a little worried. I tried not to make it obvious, but I felt a bit disheartened.
Several minutes went by, minutes that felt like hours. Then, when I came to the conclusion that I would never see her again, she was there. Standing in the doorway, the slim, brunette girl that would change my life; Lyric. But there was something not quite right about her, as she made her way to her seat. Her white button up shirt seemed a little tight across her middle, the buttons seemed to struggle in holding what was underneath. Her thighs seemed wider too, straining the material of her trousers. As she sat down she fidgeted and her face grew red. I quickly looked away, suddenly aware of the fact that I was practically staring at her.
Throughout the lesson I made a few sneaking glances over at her, while she wasn’t looking of course. Her once thin face was a little fuller. It wasn’t hugely noticeable, just her cheeks were a bit puffy. Her body had changed too, not dramatically, but I could see her belly was tightly held under her shirt, almost struggling to be kept under control as she breathed in and out. Her boobs had gotten slightly bigger too but seemed to be well restrained under her shirt.
I wasn’t sure what to make of all this. Lyric, my crush, had come back to school...chubby.