In the end he didn't have much choice. He grabbed a sheet off his bed and wrapped it around his waist. Another sheet he managed to work into a toga like wrap around his torso. Looking in the mirror he stuck out his chest.
"This must be what Hercules looked like!"
With that sorted he dashed off to school. While he had mucked around for ages trying to cover himself with his long stride he walked fast enough that he wasn't too late to school. His first period was English with Mrs Anderson. He got a couple of stares as he raced down the corridors to get to class. They were all too taken aback to interrupt him.
He burst in through the class door and everyone stared at him. At 500lb he was larger then any living bodybuilder had been; in fact, heavier then the largest bodybuilder combined with the weight of an average man. All with the youthful looks of a sixteen year old. The ridiculous over-sized muscular frame, combined with the outlandish dress made him quite a sight. The girls, as well as some of the boys, looked on him with lustful eyes. More then a few fantasies had been fulfilled. Mrs Anderson herself was taken aback as she appraised his prodigious size through her spectacles.
She coughed and said, "Peter...please take a seat."
He waddled down to his seat, his thighs rolling around one another as they were too large to move otherwise. In his rush part of the sheet around his waist had loosened. With each stride the sheets reveled one of his thick legs. With his width he took up all the space between the desks. One of the girls could not help herself reaching out to touch it as he walked past. She bit her lip as she got a brief glimpse of the 16 inch cock resting hanging in front. With all the attention Peter had been receiving he was feeling a bit of a stud. Being as turn on as he was it had started to thicken and grow.
As he got to his desk he could see he was going to have some issues. Sitting down the cheap plastic seat strained to hold him up. His thighs were so large that the desk sat on top of them. His knees stuck out either side - he couldn't keep his legs together with the thick meat that was growing between them. Soon it was pushing against the wooden underside of the desk, the weight of which turned him on even more. With effort Mrs Anderson had attempted to return to her lesson. Every time she turned back to the class she couldn't help herself looking at the newly formed muscle stud.
Meanwhile, outside, Allen had managed to track Peter down to his class. He popped his head through the door and tried to get another glance in at Peter.