Rory White

Rory White

A clumsy university student (Weight Gain, Chubby, nerdy)(Updated)(150k+ <3)

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The libraries east wing looked the part of a fantasy study, with the oldest books in the city lining it's regal shelves. In fact the east wing predated the university itself, and it even smelled that way. Nestled into the farthest corner in a cheap faux leather chair by a fireplace that was more decoration than appliance, Honey sat silently. A week of searching for the best study spot lead them here, to peace and quiet. There may be a dozen or so chairs in the area, but nobody else ever used them. There was nothing but silence and relaxation, until a young girl came stumbling out from the isle of early nineteenth century astronomy books. She was tall, but probably not six feet. Maybe 24? Her hair was long, blonde, and it cascaded down her back like a silky curtain. Her fur was a muted shade of blue with touches of a lighter shade. She was curvy, to say the least. Her breasts were both the size of her head and her waist was broader than her shoulders. She had an overly plump little belly protruding from her middle, and likely had a butt to match. All contained in an ill fitting shirt and skirt combo that probably fit two sizes ago Oh! She said softly, not expecting someone to be in the old section of the library. She awkwardly gave a toothy smile and a little wave with her free hand. The other was clutching at an armful of crumbling old books. She nervously looked down with her vibrant blue eyes, framed by a pair of round lensed glasses. Suddenly, she darted left as if to avoid any chance of social interaction, but in doing so she tripped over the ornate moulding at the base of the bookshelf. Gwuaaaahh! She yelped on her way to the ground. The books she clutched so tenderly ended up discarded around her.