"Come in, lewis" shouted Coach Harrison from inside his office. Lewis entered, and before him stood his coach. No human could be described as a look-alike to him, so a nickname he was known as Hercules.
"Lewis, it's good to see you. Please take a seat." Lewis just did as he was told. He had no idea what was coming. "Lewis, you would be an ideal candidate for the 'Minnoch Diet'. Every year schools around the world submit one student to be a part of the programme that happens, and I think you'd be ideal for it.
"Does it cost, sir?" Lewis asked with a timid voice.
"No, you pay no money. All you need to be is be here tomorrow, and I'll take you to where the programme takes place. Then youll stay there for six weeks over the summer break from training, and then you will return to school with a new body." Coach Harrison stared at lewis, waiting for a reply.
Bulking, that means muscle growth. Lewis thought to himself. He was already pretty muscular, but he was by far the biggest lad on the team. "I'm in coach!" lewis was excited. He had never been on holiday before, let alone on a six-week holiday.
That night, Lewis returned to his flat and packed all his t-shirts and shorts. That night he kept thinking about what he might look like after the six weeks were up. Will he be the biggest guy on the team? While he was sleeping, lewis came a lot. "WHAT IS THAT?" Lewis said as he woke up. After smelling it and also tasting it, he realised it was cum. He came across the idea of him growing up?
Lewis got to the sports centre at 6 am sharp. "Well, lewis. You ready?" "Yes, coach." Lewis said eagerly, "Right, get in my car, and we will get going". The drive took nearly 30 minutes. This looked familiar though lewis "right, we're here, and I'm sorry". What, lewis thought. Before he could respond, Coach Harrison felt a rag on my mouth. Quickly he blacked out.
WEEK 1 (weight of 189 lbs)
Lewis came to a dark room. Where am I, he thought? "Finally, your awake." Lewis instantly recognised that voice. It was Coach Harrison. "You know, lewis, you are the first guy on the team to agree to this. I look forward to seeing you, balloon."
“B-b-bloon ?” Lewis barely got the word out of his mouth
"Yes, balloon. Do you wanna know why it's called the Minnoch Diet?" Lewis nodded "in the 1940s, a god walked this earth. Jon Brower Minnoch. He was the fattest man who ever lived. At his largest, he weighed 1483 pounds. No one has ever beaten that record. Until you. You will beat his record."
What was he on about? Fat? He thought this would be a chance for him to gain muscle, not fat. But before he could think about anything else, lewis felt a tube enter his mouth and then be pushed down deep into his throat. Then a thick warm liquid ran down his stomach. It felt odd. Lewis was never a big eater, so feeling his stomach full was a new sensation.
"Mmmmm", lewis tried to say he was full, but no one would have been able to hear him as the tube was blocking his mouth. "What, that boy? Ohh, you are full. Too bad. This won't stop. You're mine now, and I'm going to make you the fattest piggy in the world."
WEEK 2 (weight of 384 lbs)
It had been a long week. The pump didn't stop pumping the thick liquid into lewis. "I can't believe this is happening," he thought. He had to work so hard in the gym to get to the small amount of muscle that he had gotten, and it was all gone in the space of a week. The way he was tied to the table meant that he couldn't see his body, but from trying to move, he could feel that he had gotten fatter. He felt disgusting. He spent years looking at fat men at the park or the gym and thinking how on earth someone could get to be that large, and now in the space of a week, he became the fattest person he knew.
WEEK 3 (weight of 448 lbs)
"Good morning, fatty", that's how Coach Harrison greeted him every morning. Coach placed a hand on Lewises belly. "What?" He thought there was no way that was his belly because he couldn't see his body. He had no idea how large he was, but now coached and placed a hand on his belly, he knew he was large. "I'm so proud of you, your growing so nicely. Three weeks in, you are already over 400 lbs, only 1000 more to go, and then you will have reached the goal. But sadly, 1000 in three weeks is a nearly impossible task, so I needed to up the shake intake."
Lewis struggled as two more pipes entered his mouth. *click* the pressure was immense. He could feel his skin stretch under the immense building inside his stomach. "Enjoy fatty"
WEEK 4 (weight of 696 lbs)
What a week it had been. It didn't stop. It just kept coming. All lewis could do was moan. It was insane. Lewis had never felt this before. Was he enjoying it? Yes, he was.
"Ohh, this is new," said Coach Harrison. 'What?' Lewis thought to himself, and then he felt coach's hand on his cock, or what used to be his cock. Instead of his cock, the coach grabbed fat, a pad of fat. "You've got a gorgeous fat bad here, boy, and that cock is barely still here." Then Lewis felt unthinkable. Coach Harrison's hands slide down lewis's shaft. Lewis let out a loud and deep moan. "You like that fat boy" he did. Lewis loved this. Three jerks, that's all it took, and then the floodgates opened. Four weeks' worth of cum came flooding out of his cock. "That's a lot, good boy, " and the coach felt him alone again.
The wiring of the machine pumping this thick liquid into him filled the room once more.
WEEK 5 (weight of 943 lbs)
The fifth week was the most intense. After cuming last week, coach Harrison made it part of lewis's daily schedule. And it was amazing. Feeling the cum pool over his large fat pad was amazing.
"Right, piggy, you've got one week to go. And a lot of fattening to do. So, I think it's time to increase the intake of shake." No! Lewis thought, any more and he will explode, lewis thought. He fought as much as he could, but not working out for weeks meant that lewis lost all of his strength and coach Harrison got the fourth tube into his mouth and down his throat.
Week 6 (weight of 1355 lbs)
After six weeks of intense liquid pumping into his gut, he could finally see his stomach. It was insane. A massive fleshy blob.
"Right fatso, this is it, you've got two days left of the programme, and then you need to go back to school. Your currently weighing at 1355 lbs are close to the final goal. Come on, fatso, you can do this!" And he was right. Lewis didn't dear think about what would happen to him if he didn't make the coach's coals! So he gave in. Stopped hoping that it would stop and just let the fat take over.
First week back at training (weight of 1563 lbs)
Lewis woke up as coach Harrison switched on the lights. It's time to get up fatso. One by one coach undid the cuffs keeping lewis down to the table. The table was moved to an upright position. "Take a step, boy", coach Harrison took Lewisi's hands. It was insane. Moving with this amount of heft was almost impossible. "It's worked, lewis Im pleased to say your 1560 lbs. You are the fattest man who ever walked on this green earth."
"Coach", lewis muttered. "Can I see myself?"
"Sure thing, piglet", coach Harrison wheeled a mirror in front of lewis. Before him, he saw something that shocked him. Lewis was completely unrecognisable. His face had ballooned into a near-perfect circle, and where he once had six faint abs now hung a belly so large it touched the floor. Beneath that, who knows, lewis never saw his legs ever again.
"Is this permanent ?" Asked lewis.
"Yes, your mine, know. You will live the rest of your days here with me. I'll feed you the correct food to keep you at this site. But now I know how to fatten a boy into deep obesity Im going to bring back boy after boy until I've fattened up the whole team."
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