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Arin directed Paula towards one of the couches in the living room. They both sat, Arin wisely picking a chair kitty-corner from her guest so her breasts wouldn't be blocking her view. Val didn't linger though. Once she recovered from her faint, she made a high pitched squeal and bolted up the stairs. The girl's sudden exit made Paula nervous and unwelcome. "Are you sure she's going to be all right? What was that all about?"
"She's a wreck around girls she's interested in. I think Val realized who you were and what happened at the door. It might take some time before she gathers enough courage to come back downstairs, but she will. Having you here is such a treat! I hope you know everyone at Vander House is a big fan of yours."
Paula blushed at the compliment. Hearing that meant a lot to her. She tried speaking, but was too choked up to manage any more than a "really?"
"Sure! You caught our eye when you started gaining weight." Arin certainly didn't beat around the bush. "We've sorta been keeping track of your progress. Since we're right next door to you, we kinda thought you got your inspiration from us and our House Leader. You must know about some of that. This can't just be a coincidence."
"N-no," Paula stuttered. Suddenly she felt like she should she confess to the girl about her late night spying sessions. Thankfully she was able to regain her composure (although she couldn't refrain from blushing). "I guess that is why I came. Vander House seems so nice. Not only the- the feeding thing, but you seem to care about each other. I want that more than anything else. I want to be a part of that." The words had just tumbled out of her in a rush of release, leaving her serene and unburdened. "If you'll have me."
Arin's smile said yes, but she was careful to give her guest a disclaimer. "Well I can't answer for the house; we'll have to wait till everyone gets back from classes to call a vote. Until then, could I maybe make you a snack?"
With all the drama swirling around her today, Paula had forgotten just how hungry she was until hearing the word 'snack'. Her empty stomach asserted itself with a fearsome growl. "I'd love that."
Arin directed Paula towards one of the couches in the living room. They both sat, Arin wisely picking a chair kitty-corner from her guest so her breasts wouldn't be blocking her view. Val didn't linger though. Once she recovered from her faint, she made a high pitched squeal and bolted up the stairs. The girl's sudden exit made Paula nervous and unwelcome. "Are you sure she's going to be all right? What was that all about?"
"She's a wreck around girls she's interested in. I think Val realized who you were and what happened at the door. It might take some time before she gathers enough courage to come back downstairs, but she will. Having you here is such a treat! I hope you know everyone at Vander House is a big fan of yours."
Paula blushed at the compliment. Hearing that meant a lot to her. She tried speaking, but was too choked up to manage any more than a "really?"
"Sure! You caught our eye when you started gaining weight." Arin certainly didn't beat around the bush. "We've sorta been keeping track of your progress. Since we're right next door to you, we kinda thought you got your inspiration from us and our House Leader. You must know about some of that. This can't just be a coincidence."
"N-no," Paula stuttered. Suddenly she felt like she should she confess to the girl about her late night spying sessions. Thankfully she was able to regain her composure (although she couldn't refrain from blushing). "I guess that is why I came. Vander House seems so nice. Not only the- the feeding thing, but you seem to care about each other. I want that more than anything else. I want to be a part of that." The words had just tumbled out of her in a rush of release, leaving her serene and unburdened. "If you'll have me."
Arin's smile said yes, but she was careful to give her guest a disclaimer. "Well I can't answer for the house; we'll have to wait till everyone gets back from classes to call a vote. Until then, could I maybe make you a snack?"
With all the drama swirling around her today, Paula had forgotten just how hungry she was until hearing the word 'snack'. Her empty stomach asserted itself with a fearsome growl. "I'd love that."
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I like the idea that her huge boobs are just casually filling the room during this scene :D