β’ constant teas and coffees and biscuits and snacks combined with a sedentary lifestyle meaning they're always outgrowing that years clothes, tight button ups highlighting burgeoning bellies, shoulders pulling tight down to soft arms, thighs filling out slacks until you can't tell how neatly pressed they were.
β’ cute huffing and puffing while rushing between classes and lecture halls, tummy bouncing in a mad dash to make it to class, slowing to a slow waddle the longer theyre on campus that day, especially after a hefty lunch
β’ fat sides squeezing into desk chairs and armchairs, soft rolls pushing against soft fabric, sinking in against worn leather or wooden arms digging in as a painful reminder of all that food adding up
β’ Walking around while lecturing, belly protruding out of a tweed blazer no matter what direction they're standing in, leaning on their desk shows off their fat ass fighting against their trouser seams, gesturing too wildly threatening to expose that soft underbelly, having it eventually spill out when those starched shirts ride too high over buttery love handles
β’ birthday and Christmas and holiday presents from students and other faculty always being food or drinks, its a quick way to win favour, and leading to big sudden gains around times of celebration
β’ having to write everything on the whiteboard above elbow height, anything lower getting smudged or rubbed off completely by a fat belly pressing against it
alsoooo private study with student whos falling behind, too distracted by the hot growing proffesor to concentrate:
β’ professor quizzing you, the reward for correct awnsers being feeding a chocolate or treat, the incentive for awnsering correctly increasing with every hand fed bite
β’ watching professor behind their desk, them watching over their reading glasses, eating big meals during a lunchtime study session watching you squirm the fuller they get, rubbing their belly and moaning once they've finished all their food, pretending they don't notice the awestruck eyes on them
β’ coming up behind you while youre writing out notes, feeling that belly brush against your back or arm, belly plopping down on your desk making you drop your pencil in shock
β’ punishing you after you act out in class or fail a test, bending you over their desk as their belly presses against you, maybe spanking your ass with a ruler until you learn your lesson, soothing afterwards by putting you on their soft thighs and rubbing it better
β’ sitting under professors desk and playing with their full belly, massaging and grabbing and kissing, at the perfect height to worship your teachers most monumental trait, while remaining hidden from anyone who might wander in
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