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       When Sarah started college at Whitmore, she had heard all

about the "freshman 15," but was determined not to let it happen to

her.  After all, she was tall and athletic, and a committed jogger.

She specifically put in a request for a "athletic and fit" roommate

in her housing application, and made sure to include her tennis

racquet, ice skates, jogging shoes, golf clubs, and baseball mit in

the suitcases she packed for school. Her parents drove her up to

Whitmore a few days early, so she would be sure to lay claim to

the more desirable part of her freshman suite; two freshman lived

in a one bedroom suite, and the first one arriving got the bedroom.

Imagine her surprise when she opened the door to her suite, and

there sitting in the bedroom was a woman who must have weighed

over 300 pounds!

       "Who are you?" Sarah asked.

       "Oh, you must be Sarah," the girl said.  "I'm Peggy, your

roommate."  Sarah nearly fainted.  What could she possibly have

in common with such a tub of lard? After she got over the shock,

she said goodbye, and went out to dinner with her parents.

       "There's got to be some mistake darling," her mother said.

       "I specifically asked for an athletic roommate!" Sarah said.

"How could they do this to me?  That hippo couldn't have ever

lifted a finger in her life!"

       "Don't worry about it," her father said. "You just go right

down to the housing office on Monday, and demand that they

switch you."

       As she watched her parents car pull away, Sarah was certain

she was going to get a new roommate the next week.  When she

went up to her room,  there was surprise in store for her, though.

Peggy, that "tub of lard" had set up a bench press in the middle of

the living room!  Not only that, but she was in the process of

pressing what easily looked like more than 200 pounds!

       "What are you doing?" Sarah asked, incredulously.

       Peggy pushed the barbell off her chest with a loud grunt, and

then brought it back down to rest on the press, and exhaled loudly.

"I'm getting ready for the Olympic trials," she said.

       "Olympic trials?  In what?"

       "Power lifting," Peggy said.  "Heavy weight class.  Last year I

won the power lifting championship of California, with a bench

press of 250 pounds.  This year I think I can do 300 if I work hard.

That should be good enough to qualify me for the trials."

       Sarah was flabbergasted.  How could this tub of lard be an

Olympic athlete?  It just wasn't possible!  "Shouldn't you also be

doing some kind of aerobic exercise?" Sarah said.  "Wouldn't it

help with your training?"

       "Not necessarily," Peggy said. "I do ride a stationary bike.

But aerobic training conflicts with my muscle building program.

The last time I started training aerobically, my weight dropped

under 250 pounds!"

       "What's wrong with that?" Sarah said.

       "Well at 250, I didn't have enough heft to lift 350 pounds in

the clean and jerk.  I couldn't swing the weight up to my chest --

you need to be big to get the weight in motion.  That's why I like

to keep myself at 320 pounds, at least."

       Sarah found herself speechless.  How could she ask for a new

roommate now?  They had given her an athletic roommate after all

-- in fact, a possible Olympian.  She felt stuck.

       "You know you should try weight training yourself," Peggy

said.

       "Why?" Sarah said.  "I don't want to get musclebound.  Guys

don't like that."

       "You don't have to worry about getting big like me!" Peggy

said. "Most women can't get as strong as me no matter how much

they train.  My father was a power lifter, and I've inherited his

genes.  But you could build up 25 or 30 pounds of muscle.  You'd

look a lot sexier to the guys -- no matter what they say!"





       "Hummm." Sarah said.  "What would I have to do to weight

train?"

       "Well first of all," Peggy said, "you'd have to eat a proper diet.

Plenty of protein, and carbohydrates, and easy on the fat.  If you

get serious, you should probably work out 2 hours a day minimum.

I can give you a taste of what it's like tomorrow."

       Sarah agreed to give it a try.  Sure enough, bright and early

the next morning, Peggy woke her up, all dressed in sweats.

       "Ready to go?" Peggy said.  "Let's pump some iron!"

       Sarah dragged herself out of bed, showered, and put on her

sweats.  Not only did her roommate weigh a ton, but she was also

tiresomely energetic!  Peggy gave Sarah the workout of her life.

By the end of the two hours, almost every muscle in her body was

aching.  She was also incredibly hungry.  They went back to the

dorm for breakfast, and Sarah found herself having three helpings

of breakfast, more than she'd ever eaten in the morning in her life!

       "Coming along tomorrow?" Peggy asked.

       "Sure," Sarah said.  "If I can move!"

       Despite some soreness, Sarah did come along the next

morning, and for the next six months, they worked out together

regularly.  Although results came slowly at first, by the end of the

third month, Sarah found herself lifting almost three times as much

as she had initially.   From 30 pounds, she was now pressing over

90.  She had also gained a substantial amount of weight --almost

20 pounds.  By the end of 6 months, she was pressing 135 pounds,

which was close to her weight of 160.  By June, she could press

almost 160, and her weight had ballooned to 175, more than 50

pounds more than she had weighed in September.

       By that time, she and Peggy had grown quite close.  Both of

them decided to go out for the Tau Beta Eta sorority.  Tau Beta

Eta was known as the "porker frat," because so many of the

woman in the frat were overweight.  The cooking at Tau Beta Eta

was absolutely superb, and it was quite common for women to

gain  100 pounds in a single year. As Peggy said "I want to live in

a place where I won't have trouble keeping my weight up!"

       One of the rituals of Tau Beta Eta membership was the hazing

retreat, which all the new members had to attend.  The hazing was

a three week retreat held at a big house in the mountains, and was

kept a big secret by the sorority.   When Peggy and Sarah got to

the retreat house, they were blindfolded, and led to the center of a

room.  They could feel other bodies brushing up against theirs in

the crowded room, as they waited in anticipation.

       "Welcome, new members," a woman's voice stated.  "You are

now about to be initiated into Tau Beta Eta.  Or as we call it --You

Beta Eta Lot!"  Several of the girls giggled. "During the next three

weeks, you will each eat more than you ever thought possible.  If

you are skinny, you will become plump.  If you were plump, you

will become fat.  If you were fat -- you will become very fat."

       "Each of you will be assigned your own personal feeders for

the three weeks.  Their job is to make sure you are continuously

supplied with luscious, high calorie, extremely fattening food.

Your job is to eat all of it!"

       "You will be eating for at least 18 hours a day a diet which

should be over 20,000 calories.  Most of you will gain over 25

pounds per week. Some will gain over 30 pounds, depending on

how much you burn. At the end of the three weeks you will be

weighed, and the one who has gained the most weight will become

the kitchen supervisor."

       Sarah couldn't believe what she was hearing.  Adding another

75 pounds to her weight of 175 would leave her weighing over 250

pounds, almost as big as Peggy had been!

       The next three weeks went by in a blur.  Sarah spent the time

eating almost non stop, mostly pies, ice cream, and chocolates.

Her belly was so stuffed most of the time that she had to let it hang

over her sweat pants.  Her feeder would awaken her in the

morning by massaging her huge belly to make room for more

food, and then the stuffing process would begin again.  During the

three weeks Sarah felt herself grow larger day by day, until she

lost track of how much she could eat, or how fat she had become,

and just stuffed herself until she was too tired to eat anymore. At

the end of the three weeks, they got Sarah on the scale.  As she

looked in the mirror, she could hardly believe her eyes. She was

enormous!  The scales tipped at almost 315 pounds.  She had won

the fattening prize!

       Sarah spent the year as kitchen supervisor.  And therein lies

another tale.



       On her first day as kitchen manager, Sarah was introduced to

Jimbo, the head cook.  Upon meeting Jimbo, Sarah immediately

understood why all the girls at Tau Beta Eta were so fat.  Jimbo's

belly was so large that even his tent size tee shirt could not keep it

from spilling over his humongous sweatpants.  As he sat on a stool

with a cookie cutter making cookies, it was difficult for him to

reach around his huge belly to get to the dough.  Sarah wondered

how a man that big could possibly make love -- she doubted that

she would be able to straddle his enormous belly to go down on

him, especially with her own steadily increasing girth.  On the

other hand, if he were on top, she would be afraid of being crushed

under his massive weight.  And yet, Jimbo apparently was the

father of 6 children, perhaps conceived in his slimmer days?

       As she approached Jimbo, he swiveled around to greet her,

and his massive belly jiggled back and forth.

       "You must be Sarah," he said.  "I have heard great things

about your appetite."

       "Oh," Sarah said, instinctively putting her hands around her

own protruding belly. "I guess I really porked out during the

retreat."

       "You gained more weight than any girl in history!" Jimbo

said.  "Imagine -- 140 pounds in only 3 weeks!  With proper

feeding, imagine how big you could be in 6 months!"

       "I'm not sure I want to get much bigger," Sarah said.  "It's

already tough to get used to being as big as I am."

       "Nonsense!" Jimbo said.  "A girl who can gain weight like

you can -- well, it's a kind of a talent.  And I always believe in

taking talent as far as it will go.  For you, gaining weight is second

nature.  You should be able to put on another 200 pounds next year

without even batting an eyelash!"

       Sarah gasped.  With another 200 pounds she would weight

520!  She would be bigger than any girl in Tau Beta Eta, even

Kimberly, who weighed around 420.

       "The job of the kitchen supervisor," Jimbo said, "is to make

sure the girls get a diet sufficiently rich in calories for them to put

on an minimum of 50 pounds a year.  That means that a plump girl

weighing 150 pounds as a sophomore should graduate with a

weight of 250 pounds. Of course, many girls will gain more than

75 pounds a year, which was our average last year.  The kitchen

supervisor also sets a good example, by gaining as much weight as

possible.  Last year Kimberly was our supervisor.  When she

started the year, she only weighed 250 pounds, and now I believe

she's around 420.  170 pounds is our biggest annual weight gain

ever, but I think you can beat that easily."

       "I have no doubt that by the end of this year, you will be

bigger than Kimberly.  But just to make sure, I am assigning

Kimberly as your roommate.  Last year, Kimberly's roommate

gained over 150 pounds."

       Sarah could not believe what she was hearing.  Jimbo was

talking like he foresaw her weighing 500 or 600 pounds by the

time she graduated. The idea was bizarre -- but at the same time

somewhat attractive.  As she checked into her room and greeted

Kimberly, she found herself sizing up Kimberly's massive girth,

and considering how much she would have to eat to exceed it.

       "Way to go!" Kimberly said, poking Sarah in the belly.

       "What do you mean?" Sarah said.

       "You put on over 140 pounds in the retreat, right?" Kimberly

said.

       "Yes.  I guess I really porked out."

       "Well that's really incredible.  I'm really looking forward to

being your roommate this year, and REALLY putting some weight

on you.  I'll let Jimbo handle the main meals, and I'll handle the

snacks. I'm a wicked pastry chef, as I'm sure you'll find out.  I

made a bet with Jimbo that together we would put 300 pounds on

you this year.  He said he thought we'd only do 250.  We'll see

who's right!"

       Sarah's mind again boggled.  300 pounds -- that would bring

her up to 620!  How could she possibly eat so much food?

       She soon found out.  Almost the whole sorority cooperated in

making sure that Sarah gained as much weight as possible that

year.

       Jimbo would awaken her in the morning, feeding her a huge

breakfast of 25 pancakes, a quart of real maple syrup, a gallon of

whipped cream, 3 cheesecakes, 5 gallons of ice cream, 3 loaves of

bread, 2 pounds of bacon, 5 loaves of coffee cake, and 2 gallons of

orange juice to wash it down.  Then she would take a nap, and

Kimberly would come in with her "between meal snack" of two

dozen danish, 3 gallons of milk, 2 pounds of brie cheese, a bottle

of wine, and a fruit platter.  After another nap, it would be time for

lunch.  Sarah ate 9 full meals a day, almost never leaving her

room.  All the other sorority girls would go to her classes and take

notes, then tutor Sarah as she grew larger and larger.  Sarah would

show up  for the final exam, take the test, and then go back to her

room for another massive stuffing.

       By January, Sarah had gotten so fat that she could no longer

walk.  Her weight had reached 485 pounds, and was rising at the

rate of almost 75 pounds per month.  By April, she weighed in at

580 pounds, and by June, she was so huge that the sorority girls

had to make a special dress for her out of burlap.  At her final

weighing of the year, all the girls made bets on how big Sarah was.

The top estimate was 675 pounds -- but it was an underestimate!

       As Sarah got on the scale, the metal began to grown.  With a

massive crash, it bent hideously, caused to fail by Sarah's awesome

bulk.  The girls had to go out and rent a scale from the

slaughterhouse to be able to weight Sarah.  By the time they got

back, Sarah had undergone another massive stuffing, and her

burlap dress showed signs of stress.

       "Let's weigh her before that dress explodes!" Kimberly joked.

       It took 4 girls just to help Sarah onto the scale.  Her massive

hips swayed from side to side, causing the scale to be somewhat

unstable.  The girls had to prop up her hips from both sides, just to

make sure that the scale would not tip over!

       The numbers came to rest at 723 pounds.  Sarah could not

believe her eyes --but neither could anyone else.

       So far, in only two years at college, Sarah had gained almost

600 pounds.  That was certainly a long way from the "freshman 15!"



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