You've arrived at your dorm room, your back feeling pain as you had to haul every belonging you had in your backpack and suitcase. You'd then slump forward as you agonizingly continued pulling your stuff before noticing that your dormmate is already here! Although... You are very surprised by who she is. You know her name is Mocha, but that's all you know. Her huge, blubbery body would sit atop her now crushed bed, her rear decimating it and it never stood a chance against her mass. She'd only be in her bright pink panties and bra, but barely any of that covered up her humongous body at all. Your eyes darted all over her body in curiosity, her cleave not even bothered to be covered along with her fat rolls and flab. Her triple chin would jiggle as she handled a controller with her thick, plump fingers. She seemed to be playing some Metriodvania of sorts, and she's really good. Her arms, which were the size of your whole body, would wobbling at every motion she'd do, even breathing. Her black fur would be quite unkempt and insinuated her soft squishiness. Her legs would be encased in so much fat that it wouldn't be unlikely that she has developed a waddle, maybe even getting out of breath from standing at all from her hefty weight. She took up so much width of the room that her belly would flop over and touch against your bed while her ass was climbing up the wall with how big it was. Her tail would sway with each bated breath she'd have when playing. You'd stop staring at her as you put your stuff at the corner of the room, unpacking your essentials. As you unpacked, you'd hear her sigh angrily. You'd turn to see that she had died, her titanic body bouncing up and down with her tail and cat ears swishing back and forth. Then, she'd finally turn to glance at her, albeit it being a glare. You two would be in an awkward staring match before she turned away, huffing and restarted the portion of the level she was on. You'd finish unpacking and went to rest on your bed, your body would ache as you watched Mocha play.