Pledge Class PresiPig: Part One
Jason was your average high school jock turned wanna be frat brother. He had spent the summer working out trying to get the perfect body for fraternity rush, wanting to prove himself to the brothers with a chill attitude and killer physique. His arms, legs, and chest had gotten toned and muscular but he couldn’t seem to lose the starter belly that had grown while studying for finals. If anything, he knew it had just gotten bigger. He stood in front of his dorm room mirror and flexed. “Damn man…” He said aloud while squeezing his belly. His roommmate Calvin chuckled. “You know it’s just gonna get bigger right? Freshman 15 and all that.” Calvin said with a sneer. “Not like all the beer we’re gonna be drinking is gonna help.”
“F off,” Jason sneered turning to look at his roommate. Calvin was a heavyset guy but he carried it well. Big, broad shoulders and tree trunk thighs he definitely looked the part of a star recruit on the college football offensive line. “I just gotta get more cardio in. And stop getting late night pizza with you tubs.” Calvin and Jason had only know each other for a week but the two had really hit it off, lots of common interests and good workout partners. Though having Calvin around certainly wasn’t helping his last ditch effort to lose the gut. The man loved to eat and Jason had been all the happier to join in. Ignoring his growling stomach, Jason started to get dressed and ready for the first day of rush.
The first few fraternities the roommates visited weren’t great. Conversations never held and none of the guys had the same bro energy Calvin and Jason were looking for. Luckily the next stop was Pi Iota Gamma and Calvin said he knew a few of the brothers from football. When they walked through the door, two corn-fed o-line guys bear hugged Calvin almost immediately. Jason thought it was almost comical, seeing the three enormous men embrace with Calvin somehow being the smallest. Jason continued past them and headed into a large room with a bunch of brothers and potential members gathered around in small groups.
Two brothers approached him. “Hey man! What’s up. I’m Max.” Said the taller of the two. “And I’m Sebastian, though you can call me Seb.” Max was a tall guy with a beard who had the body of a rock climber—slender and shredded. Seb looked like all he did was workout with arms and a chest that were bursting out of his polo and a seriously toned waist. It was as if Jason’s dream body had just walked up in front of him. “Looks like you’re pretty strong dude, got some serious muscle there.” Seb said. “You workout a lot?” Jason felt the blood rush to his cheeks from the compliment. “Hey I’m Jason, nice to meet y’all. And for sure dude, was crushing the weights this summer after spending the day life guarding.” Jason smiled, clearly his hard work had paid off. “Though seems like I could learn a lot from you man, how’d you get your abs so toned,” He asked curiously.
Max laughed and elbowed Seb. “Don’t give this guy too many compliments, his heads already too big.” He said while Seb gleamed from Jason’s question. “So other than working out what are you into? Please tell me you’re not just another meathead like him.” Max asked. “Uh playing fortnite, football, mountain biking, stuff like that. I’m majoring in Business.” Jason said casually. “My roommate Calvin said he knew a couple of you guys, from what I heard yall seemed chill so thought I’d join in.” Max and Seb smiled at him. “You know Calvin? That guy came to our house a few times during summer training. He’s a total chiller.” Seb replied. “Yeah love the man, absolute beast at pong and damn the man can drink!” Matt said. “But that’s cool man, mountain biking is sick. Used to do some myself. You seem chill, I’ll see you around? Gotta meet more of the guys, president’s duties and all that.”
Matt and Jason dabbed up and he walked away, joining another conversation. “Well that’s our president.” Seb said, reaching into his pocket. “A bit brash but he means well.” Seb pulled his phone out and opened his contacts. “Here wanna give me your number? Maybe we could workout sometime and I could show you some tips.” He smiled devilishly as Jason typed his number in. “Yeah man that sounds great! Text me your name and I can let ya know when I’m free.” Jason said. Seemed like this was going incredibly well, he thought. He knew working out would pay off and now with Seb’s help he might finally lose this belly. Jason turned towards Calvin to see him still talking to his football buddies. There was one more guys, just as large as the other two. Damn they must have the whole O-line here or something. He disregarded them and started to meet other brothers.
After another hour Jason found Calvin again and the two headed back to the dorms. They hadn’t bothered going to the other open houses, deciding the guys at PIG were a perfect match. Calvin went to grab dinner with some football guys and Jason stayed back. Watching those big guys eat always made him feel weird. He just knew if he ate like that his belly would become an actual problem. While running through his course requirements, he got a text from Seb. “Meet me at the gym tomorrow at 8?” It read. Jason was floored, if he didn’t fuck this up he’d be a shoe in for PIG like Calvin. He spent the rest of the night doing crunches, a last ditch effort to work off his bellly.
The next day, he woke up and started to throw on his workout clothes. Calvin was already at practice so he could be as loud as he wanted. He rummaged through his drawer for a shirt, realizing most of them were in the hamper. He pulled one out and gave it a sniff then recoiled, “Fuck I need to get these washed.” Reaching towards the back of the drawer he found a shirt he hadn’t warn in a while. “Did I even pack this?” He threw the shirt on and looked at himself in the mirror. His shorts and shirt sleeves accentuated his toned thighs and big arms but his torso looked like a pudgy mess. The tightness of the shirt that made his arms look big was coming back to bite him in the gut, his belly poking out a noticeable amount through the shirt. “Damn well I guess this will do.”
He walked to the gym, embarrassed by the roundness at his midsection. “Can’t let this bother me so much.” He thought as he tugged at the shirt to try and stretch it. “Seb won’t care right?” Going into the gym, he spotted Seb in front of the door to the locker room. He had an incredibly low rise tank on that barely covered his chest along with spandex shorts and a towel over his crotch. Despite Jason’s efforts, he was nowhere near as in shape as Seb. Everything was more ripped and toned and he couldn’t help but look down at his midsection bulging out. “Hey bro glad you could make it! And you’re early too… my man.” Seb said once Jason got closer. “I’m on chest day if you wanna join in otherwise we can just keep an eye on each other, I can give you some tips.”
Jason nodded. “I’m on chest today too actually,” he said. “This works great.” Seb nodded in approval and put his stuff in a locker. “Oh by the way, made ya a shake.” Seb said pulling out a shaker filled with a viscous fluid. “Secret recipe, you’re just gonna have to trust me on this one. It gets results!” He handed it to Jason. “Give it a try, it’s a great preworkout.” Not wanting to disappoint, He put the shaker up to his mouth and started to sip down the shake. It was delicious and thick, maybe one of the best he had. He forgot where he was for a second, too engrossed in the taste. Suddenly he lowered the shaker and felt it was empty. Looking at Seb, he smiled and said “Damn dude that was delicious, what do you put in these?” Seb chuckled. “Can’t tell ya, it’s a secret.” He walked past him and patted his gut, saying “Cmon let’s go, can’t waste too much time.” Jason followed, unaware of how bloated the shake had made him look through his tight shirt.
The workout went well, the two jocks matching pace with each other and helping spot during tough lifts. Seb pushed Jason to try heavier and heavier lifts, the freshman ending up breaking his personal best on the bench press. As he lifted the bar came down on the final rep, he yelled “LETS GOOO!” and stood up jumping in the air. “Nice bro, I could tell you were giving that one your all,” Seb said. Jason filled with endorphins went in for a bear hug and grabbed Seb who returned the favor. He felt the jock give his sides a feel, just barely noticeable but definitely a squeeze where his small belly had softened up his waist. He blew it off too excited to worry about Seb possibly noticing how soft he was. “Fuck man that was insane, thanks for the tips don’t think I would’ve hit a PR without you.” Jason said chuckling. Suddenly his stomach let out a loud growl. “Shit, I’m starving. You wouldn’t have time to grab some breakfast before class would you?” He asked. “Nah I gotta run and get ready but maybe I can catch you tonight?“ Seb responded. “We’re having a chill boys night at my place.” Jason was elated. “Sure man sounds fun, I’ll catch you there.” He said before the two made their separate ways.
Jason headed to the dining hall immediately, not bothering to shower. His stomach was gnawing at him, as if he hadn’t eaten in days. Walking into the dining hall, he immediately loaded two plates up with eggs, bacon, sausage, potatoes, fruit, french toast… pretty much everything on the menu. He normally would be watching what he was eating, but between hitting his personal best and this immense hunger, he decided to reward himself. Walking to the tables, he saw Calvin eating alone still sweaty from practice. “Yo man, mind if I join you?” Jason asked. Calvin looked up and his eyes went wide after seeing the amount of food Jason had brought with him. “Shit man, decided to quit that silly diet finally huh?” He asked with a sneer. “The diet can wait, decided it’s cheat day after I made a new PR on the bench press with Seb today.” Jason bragged with a smile. “He got me nice and pumped up with some secret shake he makes, I was crushing everything!” Calvin laughed as Jason sat down and began to eat his food again. “Good for you man, happy you’re enjoying the PIG guys as much as I do.”
The two ate in silence for a second, Calvin focusing on something on his laptop while Jason was simply too busy stuffing his face to talk. It didn’t take him long to clear his plates, his hands shoveling food in to satisfy his hungry gut. He let out a small burp before his belly growled again. “Fuck how am I still hungry?” He thought to himself. More food seemed like a bad idea given he was trying to lose weight, but he still felt so starved it hurt. He stood up and grabbed his empty plates. “Headed out already?” Calvin asked. “Haha no bro, just going for round two,” Jason said while rubbing his belly instinctively. “I must’ve worked up a real appetite man.” Calvin gave him a once over, noticing just how bloated Jason looked in his tight shirt. “You keep eating like this and that shirt might need to get retired soon…” He joked and poked Jason’s belly which barely gave, stuffed full of food.
“You’re on to talk big guy, not like your clothes are fitting either these days,” Jason shot back gesturing at Calvin’s too tight shorts which were straining to hold his thighs in and digging into his waste. “Hey they make my butt look big!” Calvin said meekly. “Well I gotta go to class, enjoy your seconds big man.” He said with a wink and packed his stuff up. Jason waved and walked away, stomach growling. The food in the dining hall smelled more delicious than ever. He let his appetite control him, grabbing two 3-egg omelettes and a full stack of pancakes drizzled with syrup and melted butter, covering each plate with a pile of bacon and sausage. Walking back, he could barely think about what he was doing from the pain in his stomach. Once he got back to the now empty table, he sat down and started to feast. Thank god his parents had paid for an unlimited meal plan.
About a half hour later, Jason was glued to the bench, unable to go get more from how stuffed his gut was. It had taken thirds to ease his appetite and it was showing through his shirt. Checking his watch, he frowned. If he didn’t get his ass in gear he’d be late for class. He struggled to get up, breathing heavily as he felt food churn in his bloated belly. As he walked through the dining hall his shirt rode up, exposing the underside of his extended stomach. Huffing away, his belly feeling immense, he made it back to his room and showered so he could run to class. By the time he sat down, the food had settled and he no longer felt easily winded. But a familiar feeling from earlier had crept up again and he was starting to feel hungry. “No fucking way after all I just ate…” he thought. The hunger kept growing throughout the lecture. Finally when it was over Jason raced out to the dining hall, he felt famished and his stomach had been gnawing at his for and hour now. He got in line at the pasta place and remembering how breakfast went, ordered two plates of chicken alfredo with double protein.
Waiting for them to make the dishes, he went to checkout hungry as ever. Spying some delicious cookies, he couldn’t help but order two to snack on while he waited. Grabbing the cookies, he munched on them in record time. While he shoved them down his throat, he spotted Max in the corner of his eye also in the pasta line. He turned quickly, embarrassed by what he must’ve looked like eating the two cookies. When the food was ready, he grabbed both plates and hurried over to a booth near the back. “Fuck why am I so hungry today,” he thought to himself while feasting on the pasta. He barely gave himself time to chew, just wanting his belly to fill up fast and stop the hunger pains. As he tore through the last of his second bowl, Max sat down across from him with two bowls himself. “Hey Jason, looks like Seb really worked an appetite into you this morning.”
Jason looked up from his bowl of food, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. He tried to laugh to ease of his feelings. “Uh hey… yeah the workout must’ve taken a lot out of me,” He replied in shock before scooping the last of the pasta into his mouth. “I’ve just been starved today, not sure what’s up.” He leaned back and stretched trying to look cool. Max couldn’t help but look down at his swollen belly, straining against his t-shirt. “I feel ya, that man can work you hard enough to eat a horse. Here why don’t you take this? You look like you need it more than me.” Max said as he pushed the other plate of pasta over to Jason. “Thanks man, appreciate it.” Jason said before starting to eat. As the pair chatted, Jason ate the third bowl of pasta quickly emptying it out but his stomach still growling.
“Sounds like you might need some more dude,” Max said as Jason finished off the last of the bowl while his stomach continued to growl. “I’ve got you man. Follow me.” Max got up and Jason followed, heading towards the pizza place. The upperclassman walked up to the guy cooking the pizza and asked him something. Before Jason could talk, the guy behind the counter handed Max two pizzas. “How’d you pull that off?” Jason asked greedily grabbing a pizza box and pulling out a slice. “Built up a good relationship with the workers over the years.” Max said shrugging. “Would recommend you do the same especially if you plan on eating like this.” Max laughed before poking Jason’s midsection causing him to recoil, mouth too full of pizza to say anything. “You know not everything is about having a six pack, though I’m sure Seb would disagree. Anyways I gotta head to class, enjoy the pizza.” Max said with a wink before walking off.
Jason walked back to a table, wishing everyone would stop talking about his belly. He thought about throwing the pizza away but his stomach rumbled and he quickly sat down and started to feast again. The rest of the day went the same, Jason unable to satisfy his hunger and having to pig out at the dining hall between classes. By the time he got back to his room after dinner he could barely move, his bloated and extended belly so full of food all he could think about was laying down for a nap. He gave himself a look in the mirror, shocked at how much his belly sticked out from his body. His shirt looked like it was painted on, showing every detail of his enlarged gut. He peeled it off and gave his belly a shake, watching it bounce up and down like a hard ball in his hands. “What the fuck happened to me today?” He thought, knowing he’d spent half the day stuffing himself with food. At least his hunger pains had finally gone away, but he didn’t even want to think about the calories he ate to get that to happen. Pulling his shorts off, the button of which he had to undo during dinner, he layed down and quickly fell asleep weighed down by everything he had eaten.
Waking up, he groggily saw two figures in his room, his vision still a little blurry. “Big man finally woke up!” Yelled Calvin as Jason pulled himself out of bed. “Hope the food coma was good, we’re getting ready to head to Seb’s place.” Jason scratched his belly and rubbed his eyes, opening to see Calvin pulling a shirt over his massive frame and another big boned football guy sitting on his bed. “Shit man, didn’t know you were bulking up for the O-Line.” His friend said. “Coach does need another player to train up, one of the walk-ons quit when he couldn’t take the heat. He was a small fry anyways.” The man slapped his gut and laughed. Jason scoffed, figuring a response would just make things worse. He went and grabbed a fresh tee, pulling it over and feeling it stick tight to his belly. Seeing himself in the mirror, there was no hiding the damage he had done to his midsection. His shirt was showing off just how bloated he had let himself get, all the mindless eating resulting in a solid round ball that jutted out from his torso. He looked like he had swallowed a football.
He saw Calvin walk behind him and place his hands on his belly, his roommates own gut pressing into his back. “Where’s the photographer? We’re ready for our pregnancy pictures. My baby momma has the perfect bump forming!” Calvin said and the two football players roared with laughter. Jason felt something stir in him from the contact with his belly. Being so stretched out had left it sensitive and Calvin’s hands felt just right against his packed belly. He didn’t entertain the thought for long, pushing Calvin off of him and saying, “Stop giving me so much shit man, let’s just go.” He huffed and walked out of the room ready to drink to ease his nerves. As the trio headed off campus, Jason couldn’t help but realize how much more similar he looked to the two o-line guys walking next to him. He was still much smaller but now they all had bellies stretching out their shirts, a sign of constant over-eating or in Jason’s case, a single day of immense overindulgence.
When they finally arrived at the office-campus house, Jason knocked on the door after adjusting his shirt in an attempt to hide his “baby bump” as Calvin had put it. The door swung open and Seb smiled at them. “Just the boys I was hoping to see. What’s up?” Jason went to dab Seb up but the jock pulled him in for a hug. Again he felt the familiar squeeze on his sides from that morning only this time there was a lot more for Seb to grab. “Come on in, there’s plenty of beer.” The boys walked in behind Seb to a group of 10 guys playing pong and talking. Jason spotted Max at the table playing pong, turned away from him. His cutoff t-shirt gave Jason a good look into the president’s figure and he was incredibly toned, back rippling with muscle. His body was in stark contrast to the enormous man playing next to him, who had his pants at his ankles. His tight underwear showed just how massive his thighs and ass were, at least three times the size of Max’s and covered in hair. He watched the man sink a shot. “Fucking finally…” He said with a sigh as he pulled his shorts up, barely squeezing his butt into them.
The two turned to see who had just walked in and both smiled. “Calvin what’s up my man!” The big guy said and walked over and gave him a hug. Even Calvin’s size was absorbed into his mass, belly squishing over Calvin’s own. He turned after letting go and smiled at Jason, extending a hand. The big man had a surprisingly thin face despite how massive his belly was. Hair covered his arms and poked through the neckline of his shirt, which was barely doing its job of covering up his stomach. “The name’s Harrison.” He said. “Nice to meet you, I’m Jason.” Jason shook his hand, feeling how pudgy his fingers had gotten. Harrison’s grip was strong and Jason figured there was a good amount of muscle under all that fat. They continued into the house, grabbed beers and started to chat with the brothers. Calvin ended up joining a few brothers watching a football game while Jason chatted with the guys at the pong table.
“Are you on the football team?” Harrison asked. “You know I was on it freshman year; I was a center.” Jason couldn’t even imagine the obese frat bro in front of him had once been in shape enough to play college sports. “No just unfortunate enough to room with someone who is,” Jason responded. He stared at Harrison’s gut as he threw a ball, sinking it. “Hah, figures. You’re a bit too small. Though that could always change especially if you’re lifting with Seb.” Harrison said. “I mean look at me, turns out if you quit the team but keep the appetite you get A LOT bigger…” He chuckled, his belly shaking. Jason quickly changed the subject, feeling weird about how the guy talked about his weight. He’s way past obese, how can you joke about it, Jason thought to himself. The game went on with Max clearing the board at the end; Harrison and Max smiling big and hugging. “How about some flip cup?” Max suggested. “Loser has to do a bitch chug.” The rest of the brothers walked over and they began to set the game up.
Jason ended up sandwiched between Calvin and Harrison. “What’s a bitch chug?” Jason asked Calvin. “Hope you don’t find out,” Calvin said with a laugh and started the game. Things started not going well for Jason very fast. Chugging cup after cup, it turned out Calvin and Harrison were much better than him. The game started to come to a close, and Jason was staring down his last shot. Make or break, he went for it and missed. Suddenly a stack of cups landed in his own and he turned to see Harrison staring at him with a devilish grin. He looked like someone had just put a big plate of his favorite food in front of him. Before he knew it, Seb was handing Harrison a beer bong and Max was pouring beer into it. “On your knees, it’s time to chug!” Seb said with a laugh.
Jason went down to his knees not wanting to make the brothers mad, submitting to whatever Harrison had in store for him. He looked up to see the huge man’s belly hanging in his face, he could see the skin of his underside from how much it poked out of the shirt. Above the belly, Harrison’s face stared down at him in between his two large tits. “Open up, little guy!” Harrison jeered before giving Jason the end of the bong. As soon as he put it in his mouth, Harrison lifted up the bong and cold beer began to flood into his mouth and down his throat. “Chug, chug, chug!” The guys all yelled as Jason struggled to keep pace with the amount of liquid. Jason was just staring up at Harrison’s belly, entranced by its size while he kept gulping down beer. He felt his dick twitch a little and he closed his eyes trying to keep up with the pace. Before long, the last drops with down his throat and he took the bong out of his mouth, burping loudly right into Harrison’s belly.
The boys around him cheered and he looked up at Harrison, seeing his smiling face above his massive frame. The big guy extended his arm and helped Jason up, the beer still bubbling inside his distended gut. He let out another burp, covering up his mouth a little too late. “Don’t worry man, let it all out,” Seb said standing a few feet away. “That’s gotta be one of the fastest chugs I’ve seen in a while. Hell Harrison, you might have some competition.” Jason beamed from the praise, feeling more and more like one of the guys. “As if I’d let this pipsqueak beat me,” Harrison chuckled patting his belly. “You’ve got some ways to go bro.” As Harrison glanced over Jason’s body, Jason quickly realized his dick was still a little hard. He rushed to cover it up, but he could’ve sworn he saw a little smirk on Harrison’s face.
Deciding to run to the bathroom before anyone else noticed, he burped again and walked to the back of the house, rubbing his bloated belly in discomfort. He closed the door to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror, staring at his body. His belly had bloated enough to peek out from the bottom of his shirt and as he rubbed it, he let out another burp. “Fuck… maybe Calvin was right, I do look pregnant.” He thought as he turned to the side, seeing just how much his gut stuck out. The thousands of calories he had eaten today along with all this beer was making him look properly thick. “I’ll have to work extra hard at the gym in the morning…” He thought as he took his still semi hard dick out and took a piss.
His sudden increase in appetite had been confusing enough but the effect kneeling before Harrison’s massive gut had on him was even more puzzling. Deciding to ignore it, he shook the remnants of piss out as his cock grew flacid and went to rejoin the party. The rest of the night was spent with even more drinking and debauchery, though Jason managed to avoid another bitch chug during the next few games of stack cup having learned his lesson and steering clear of both Harrison and Calvin. As the night wound down, he joined a few of the brothers on the couch and watched some football highlights. He didn’t realize but his bloat was all the more obvious while sitting, his tight gut protruding over his waistband and stretching his shirt out. Pounding down beer after beer, he grew more and more drunk as time slipped away from him.
After what felt like minutes but had been an hour and a half, Calvin came up to him with his friend. “Ready to head out bro?” Calvin asked. Jason sat up and stumbled to his feet, more drunk than he expected. “Yeah let me just use the bathroom.” He said. “Someone’s in the one down here, you’ll have to head upstairs.” Calvin replied. “We can wait for you.” Jason nodded and headed up the stairs, having to use the handrails as support after all the drinking. He walked past a few closed doors, each with a brother or twos name on them. The bathroom was at the end of the hall, right next to what seemed like Harrison’s room. As he passed by, he heard loud grunts and a slapping sound from inside. “What girl would want that lardass fucking them…” He muttered.
As he pissed, the grunting continued, reverberating through the wall. He swore he could hear two distinct masculine voices coming from the room. He tried to shrug it off, not wanting to make assumptions but he couldn’t get over his curiousity. Walking back down the hall, he turned to the door and pressed his ear up to the door. “Yeah… you like my fat ass? Pound it harder bro… fuckkkkk…” He heard Harrison say. He stumbled back, bewildered by the information he just found out. Before anyone noticed, he hustled back downstairs and walked over to Calvin. “Damn dude, you look like you just saw a ghost!” Calvin said. “It’s just the booze…” Jason replied quickly. “I might’ve had a little too much to drink. Let’s go.” The trio walked out the door and headed back to campus, Jason stumbling behind the two.
When they got back to the dorms, Jason stumbled to his room and grabbed his water bottle. “Fuck Calvin I’m gonna be so hungover tomorrow,” He said. “And Seb wants to workout again…” He refilled the bottle and started chugging again, bloating his stomach even more. He could sort of feel the button start dig into his skin even more but he was too drunk to care. “You’ll be fine buddy, though we could always order something to soak up the beer…” Calvin asked with a grin. Jason groaned thinking about even more food. “Bro I can’t eat anymore look at me.” He peeled his shirt off to reveal a rock hard gut, bloated well over his waistband. “I look fucking fat… think this’ll go away by the time I wake up?” He shook his gut staring down at it, watching it bounce up and down. “Gonna be honest, probably not.” Calvin replied. “What even got into you today?”
Jason started to unbutton his shorts, breathing a sigh of relief as the pain around his waistband dissipated. “I really don’t know dude, I just… was so incredibly hungry.” He said as he sat on his bed and took his shorts off. He looked down at his belly and frowned. “The last thing I needed was to pig out like that but damn it hurt.” Calvin looked at him sympathetically. “You’ll be fine bro, working out with Seb you’ll probably lose the weight in a week.” He replied as Jason smiled. Despite all his teasing, Calvin did know how to make him feel better sometimes. “Well I’m gonna go grab some grub with some football bros, sweet dreams. Hopefully there isn’t too much food involved.” Calvin chuckled as he opened the door. “F off fatso,” Jason retorted before his roommate left.
With Calvin gone, Jason started to really investigate the damage he’d done to himself that day. He sat there squeezing his gut, rubbing it, and giving it a jiggle. Something about how sensitive it was stretched out like this felt so good while he played with it. He leaned back into his pillows and gave it a hard slap, hearing a nice sound echo through the room before he let out another burp. He was so entranced by his own gut in his drunken state, unable to keep his hands off. Soon enough he felt his dick get hard and he reached into his underwear to stroke it. One hand on his cock with the other on his gut, he started to get harder than ever. Soon his mind drifted to Harrison. He remembered how in awe he was at the big man’s belly hanging in front of him.
“How long had it taken him to get that big? Just how much was he eating? What did that big of a belly feel like walking around with?” His mind filled with questions and he looked down at his own gut. “What if I end up that big?” He thought. “Would anyone even have sex with me?” He immediately thought of what he had heard coming from Harrison’s room. “Were other guys really into fat asses like that?” He wondered what it felt like to slam into an ass that wide and plump, then wondered what it even felt like to get fucked. As his drunk horny brain filled with more thoughts, he continued to rub and squeeze his gut while he subconsciously picked up the pace on his dick. Before long, he felt his body tense up and his breathing pick up. Holding his bloated gut in his hand, a thick juicy load shot out of his cock and all over his chest and belly.
The post nut clarity hit instantly and he suddenly felt disgusted in himself, lifting up his hand from his gut not realizing he had started to rub some of it into his belly. He stared at the cum covered hand then looked down at his torso. “What’s happening to me?” He said out loud, a worried expression on his face. Standing up, he went to grab a towel and wiped the cum off his body and hands. Seeing himself in the mirror, he felt disgusted but couldn’t help but grab his belly again, giving it a few more shakes. Sliding his underwear back on, he crawled back into bed and started to doze off feeling all the calories he had today still swirl in his belly.
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