"Are you fucking kidding me?" Kate managed to prevent herself (barely) from shouting, as she gave her roommate the up and down stares that one usually reserved for someone who looked incredibly sexy in a gross bar downtown. Which was more or less how Andrea was dressed, except this outfit was clearly from a time before she lived with Kate. It was a simple black and white striped dress, consisting of one piece of material that was clearly designed to show off a lot of cleavage and a lot of leg- but it was now at least 3 sizes too small, which meant Andrea was practically exploding out of it. "Thiscan'tberealthiscan'tberealthiscan'tbe-" Kate's brain had popped into overdrive, and every aspect of her being was panic at the moment. This had turned into some weird fever dream of implausibility- Andrea wasn't into Kate, as far as Kate knew, so why was she basically acting out every single dirty thought Kate had ever had? She watched as her roommate slowly walked towards the couch- whether this was out of necessity to not tear the dress in half, or if it was to torment Kate, she wasn't sure.
The lower-cut dress would've shown a ridiculous amount of cleavage if it fit correctly, but on Andrea it was absurd- her large breasts were oozing out of the top so much that there was no way it was comfortable, and the pressure pushed Andrea's breasts upwards in such a sexy way that Kate almost forgot that she had just seen them in the flesh not even five minutes ago. Despite the dresses tightness, Andrea's bloated gut still showed prominently, and the striped nature of the dress just emphasized how round it had become, both from her weight gain and from the snacks and beer that currently occupied it. And her legs... Oh, her legs! The dress was riding so high that Kate was pretty positive Andrea's underwear would be visible from the back, but in front her thickened upper legs managed to cover up any traces of it. They wobbled with every single step, jiggling like the untoned thunder thighs that they were. "Whaddya think?" Andrea said in a husky voice as she twirled around, confirming Kate's suspicion that her ass was uncovered by the dress- not entirely, but the lower half of her rear was visible, which was clad in some clearly too-small panties. "I dunno if it still fits right, do you?"
Kate's mind locked up. She just sat, mouth agape, as Andrea giggled maniacally. She knew her face was beet red, but what could she do? What was this, a test? Kate's eyes stared at Andrea's, she couldn't bear to keep looking at her body or she might just orgasm right on the couch. Andrea just continued to laugh as she stepped over to the table holding the remaining beers. "You need another one?" She asked, and Kate miraculously managed to squeak out an affirmative without moaning loudly. She knew she'd need it, especially as she watched Andrea lean over to retrieve the beers. Why was she doing this?
"This is so fucking hilarious!" Andrea thought to herself as she carefully bent over to retrieve the two beers. Oh, how red Kate was getting, this was totally worth the fact that the dress was putting so much pressure on her gut that she might barf. "Seriously though, I need to get out of this soon, I can't breathe..." Andrea said with a smirk as she straightened back up. She didn't think it was possible for Kate to get any redder, but she did! This was absolutely perfect, the perfect prank to close out one of the more perfect nights Andrea had had in a while! She was bonding with her best friend and best roommate ever, there was lots of cheap beer, Hoarders was on, and Kate was the color of a turnip. "Here you are, girlfriend!" Andrea laughed as she handed the beer to Kate, who took it eagerly and began to swig it down immediately. "Woah, there's no rush, killer, we have all night!" However, Kate just kept guzzling down her beer until it was emptied, delicately placing the can onto the table while staring straight ahead.
Well, the joke's not as funny if Kate isn't even paying attention... "Well, I was being serious, I think I'm going to take this off now, I'll be right back." Andrea said, somewhat disappointingly. The thing had been a bitch to get into, and while the payoff was definitely worth it, it seemed like Kate was just going to outright avoid looking at her. If Andrea had been a little more sober she would've actually felt bad for embarrassing the girl that badly, but it was totally hilarious making her blush like that. Still, the joke had clearly run it's course, so she struggled to push herself off the couch, only to feel a hand grab her arm.
"Please don't..." Kate mumbled, looking down at the ground, her hair covering her face.
"Please don't what?" Andrea asked dumbly- the dress was practically cutting her in half, and she needed it off before she asphyxiated.
"Please don't take it off... I... Think it looks good on you..." Kate still hadn't looked up from the floor, or let go of her arm yet, but Andrea was sure her face was redder than ever.
Andrea couldn't help but laugh at her comment, putting down her beer as she giggled. "Are you serious? My ass is practically ripping out of the thing, it's squishing my boobs so hard I can't breathe, and-" Andrea was abruptly cut off by Kate gripping her arm much more tightly, and looking up into Andrea's face. Kate was redder than ever, and it looked like she was on the verge of tears.
This was it. This was the moment. She had already crossed a line that, in her head, she swore she wouldn't cross, but between the dress and the boobs and the beers and the belly, Kate's brain had fried out. She genuinely cared about Andrea, she adored her body, and this constant repression of feelings needed to end, here and now. This situation most likely wouldn't have occurred if Kate had stopped after two beers, but she had been feeling more and more tense about Andrea as time went on, so now it was time to stop hiding.
"Look, I... That is to say, you look... The dress, and..." Well, shit. Kate swore inwardly as she stammered through her sentence with the finesse of a dog chasing after a cat through a fine China shop. Still, she had started this- and what if Andrea didn't object? It would be perfect, and drunk Kate really wanted to see it through, so she did what any logical person would do to someone they were attracted to, probably, if they were both drunk.
Kate leaned in and kissed Andrea. Because of course she did.
It was fast, it wasn't some prolonged make out session where she groped Andrea for five hours, it was just a quick smooch. Followed by Kate bolting to the bathroom and locking herself in it, because that's what perfectly logical people who totally aren't drunk do after kissing someone. "Stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid" was Kate's mantra as she splashed cold water onto her face. This was it, all of her fears that ran through her head as she sat on the couch waiting for Andrea to come back were going to come true. Kate's plan was to hide in the bathroom until Andrea went to bed, then go to bed, pretend this never happened, and also never talk to Andrea again, and also probably quit her job and find a new one so she didn't have to interact with Andrea, and also move out of state, and also-
There was a knock on the door. "Hey, uh... Kate? You gonna be in there a while, or can we talk?" Andrea asked quietly. Kate stared at the door. The possibility of this ending with anything other than a "I'm gonna move out" speech from Andrea was practically non-existent, but she still couldn't help but have a tiny little glimmer of hope. "Also I kinda have to pee, so..." Andrea said awkwardly.
Kate's face was on fire, but she knew she had to face the music eventually. Hoping that she came across as casual and not the most embarrassed and also aroused girl on the planet, she managed to let out a tiny "Sure." As she turned on the faucet to splash some cold water on her face.
Andrea had sat on the couch for a full minute after the incident. What had just transpired had been... Interesting. Andrea wasn't the best at picking up on social cues for someone being attracted to her- had that been what was happening tonight? It would stand to reason, seeing as Kate just kissed her, that Kate may just be attracted to other ladies, in which case the whole "turning redder than Mars" for the past half hour would make sense- between seeing her boobs and Andrea strutting around in a tiny dress. Hmm. Truly, a mystery. Still... And maybe this was just drunk Andrea logic (it definitely was)... It had been a while since Andrea had been on a date. And, truth be told, Andrea had never been too fond of dicks in general (both literal and figurative ones), but she chalked it up more to not finding the right person than actively being interested in girls. Annnnd... She guessed Kate was kinda cute. AND they were pretty much total BFFSIES 4EVERZ at this point, so it would stand to reason that they could possibly be non-platonic BFFSIES 4EVERZ. But Andrea wasn't quite sure how all of this would transpire.
And so she made a choice. Which was to get Kate out of the bathroom, because she needed to pee. But also to have a talk with her.
Kate returned to the couch silently, choosing to stare straight down as she walked by Andrea. She reached for another beer but stopped herself- this was already too much of a clusterfuck, drinking more would almost certainly make things worse. So she shuttled the remaining beers back to the fridge- they were getting pretty warm and disgusting, at any rate. Kate never thought her pulse would rocket so high at the sound of a toilet flushing, but when she heard it she practically fell out of her seat on the couch from nerves alone. She tried to calm down by breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth, but it just made her sound like she was having an asthma attack, so she stopped. Suddenly, Kate was very aware that she had hands, but wasn't sure what exactly to do with them. At her sides felt too unnatural, but if she kept them in her lap she just twiddled her fingers together like a hyperactive four year old. She became so unnerved by her hands that she didn't notice when Andrea walked towards her, which lead to her practically jumping out of her seat when Andrea sat down.
"So. You kissed me." Andrea stated, matter of factly. Kate was somewhat intrigued to see that she was still wearing that ridiculous dress- which looked even hotter when she sat down, her pot belly oozing forward despite the restraining fabric and- Kate shook her head a bit, clearing out the dirty thoughts. Gotta focus for a bit. "Well, you can shake your head all you want, but you did!" Andrea said lightly, letting out a little laugh in the process.
"Ah... No, I wasn't disagreeing, I know I did. I'm, um... Sorry? I mean, I'm not, I just-" Kate felt herself begin to babble, but felt an arm wrap around her should, and pull her in close to Andrea, resulting in her head on Andrea's shoulder.
"Look. It's cool. I just didn't know you felt that way. And I honestly wish you would have told me, instead of, you know, just kissing me randomly?"
Kate didn't really process that last sentence, because she was already working on her apology before Andrea even spoke. "Well, look, I got that promotion, so financially it wouldn't hurt me if you moved out. So just let me know when you find a new place, okay?"
Andrea's hand gripped her tighter. "Are you even listening to me? Because I don't think you are and it's kiiiinda hurting my feelings. I said it's cool. I'm not gonna move out."
Kate let out a pitiful sort of sigh, her relieved tension oozing out at the sincerity in Andrea's voice. "You're not?"
"Look, you and I are close now, you got me a bomb-ass job where I get free food all the time, and you're kinda the only person I know on campus- where the hell would I go? And why would I want to leave?" Kate looked at Andrea, who was grinning like an idiot. "Just, uh, don't kiss me without asking me first."
Kate was glad Andrea wasn't leaving, but her heart sank a bit at that last bit. Even though she knew it was very unlikely, she had kind of hoped that Andrea would reciprocate her feelings of attraction. But hey, at least she wasn't going to bail on her, so that was something. "Now, let's watch some Hoarders! Say, where'd the beer go?"
"Oh, it's in the fridge, it was getting kinda warm. Do you want anything to eat while I'm up?" Kate asked shakily, still a little nerve-ridden from the entire ordeal, but impressed by Andrea's ability to move on so casually at the same time.
"If I eat anymore in this dress, I'll fucking explode out of it. So yes, but I'm going to change for real, no matter how good you think I look in it." Andrea said with a laugh, making Kate go a little weak in the knees.
"Um, okay. I'll, uh, make more popcorn." Said Kate, still not 100% comfortable with Andrea's offhanded comments like that, but unsure how to respond without sounding awkward as hell. By the time the popcorn finished, Andrea was already back on the couch, clad in her previous outfit of bright pink shorts and a band t-shirt that didn't fit properly at all. Plopping back down on the couch with two beers balanced on top of each other and the bowl of popcorn, Kate let out a little sigh. It had certainly been cathartic to finally get her feelings out to Andrea, but now things were more or less back to normal. That is, until Andrea thanked her for her beer with a small peck on the cheek, which caused her to blush all over again.
By the time they had finished the popcorn, Andrea was feeling a lot more confident with her decision regarding Kate. But she wanted to take things slow- after all, she hadn't exactly been in a lot of relationships before, and definitely never one with another girl. But her attention had only been partially on Hoarders (it was a rerun anyways) and moreso involved in some deep thoughts regarding such matters. And she felt... Okay with the fact. Surprisingly so, in fact. So as they watched television, Andrea slowly and gently wrapped her fingers around Kate's. And it felt nice. There were a lot of things that seemed right with the situation.