Male weight gain stories

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Party favour 

Synopsis: After years of 'playful' banter from his bratty uni mate, this once jock turned obese man will seek his revenge the best way he knows how

Chapter 1

I’ve always been a big guy, the guy no one pushed around and who commanded respect whenever I walked into a room. Back in college, I was the captain of the rugby team, invited to all the parties, and no one tested me.  It didn’t help that I looked like a young Channing Tatum, but of course as I went to uni the partying, the late nights and  hungover mornings meant I was always bound to pack on a few. Well, I say a few, but a few spiralled into skipping practices, a string of exes and nasty breakups. It wasn’t long till I had packed on over 100lbs of fat by the end of my university days.  It’s that I didn’t care, I just didn’t notice, didn’t notice the cravings of a fry up every morning, how good it felt to sleep in most weekends and most importantly, how my body was adapting to its new sedentary gluttonous lifestyle. A few pounds became a few more. Then enough to make training feel heavier. Then enough to justify missing a session. Then enough that returning felt vaguely humiliating. Excuses assembled themselves effortlessly. I was busy. I was tired. I would restart next week, followed by another week. All the meantime, my abs had long since been buried, not faded or softened but replaced with a large, imposing gut. A gut which arrived before I did, round and heavy, stretching my t-shirts to their max. My pecs had a smiler fat, once hard and sculpted muscles had now lost their shape and firmness, dissolving in fat to become fleshy weight curves. And my face…. had probably the worst time once chiselled and defined, now resembled some sitting dough thickened and softened. Of course there had been a point maybe in my second year where I still looked like a proper strong rugby player large yes but with additionally padding, thickened rather than swollen but still impressive and powerful but by the time third year rolled around with deadlines and timeliness, the only time I saw the rugby lads was at socials instead focusing my time sat on my growing arse shovelling whatever I could reach into my gob while cracking down on essays and projects. My world was similar screens and doughnuts; food became a constant activity, constant and unexamined. But what  I think hurt the most was seeing the looks on old friends' and family's faces.

“Someone’s been eating good’

“Better put down the fork’

Was a favourite normally paired with a cheeky ceremonial  belly slap but as the weight showed no sign of shifting, but my new reality become permanent, the comments changed. 

“Happens to the best of us’

“Bound to happen sooner or later’

Was the normal subtext, drained from humour and aired with reality, with a shared light laughter.  Anyways, I was still a ‘big guy’ just not in the previous way, no one dared mess with me and my weight was rarely even noted unless in passing banter, the rugby guys had seen me grow, and my exs never stuck themselves, didn’t seem to care.

Except one, my bratty housemate I had lived with Theo since first year long enough that our lives had fused into that stranger intimate bond , we had both done the same course - finance and rotated around with in the same-ish friendship groups. However well I ate away my body, Theo, on the other hand, said impossibly slender, in fact, even gaining a more muscular frame in his final year. And boy did he let me know 

“Logan, no wonder your guts are hanging out of the shirt - look at what you’re eating’ when he saw him digging into a kebab at two in the morning. 

“Logan, can you move over? You're squashing me when it was just the pair of us in the Uber. 

‘Logan mater, are you still seriously hungry? Do you ever feel full?’ said at a cheeky pub trip. 

They were the normally one-off drunk throwaway remarks which I often chose to ignore; alcohol had a way of excusing things, softening intent, I told myself, and by the morning it was like nothing had even been said, but of course I still remembered. We simply were just different people, Theo a handsome pretty boy who spent his nights at gay clubs dancing all night then went to the gym straight away at 9 the next day wrapped up in a bunny rabbit diet, me on the other hand not that the whole thing seemed unjustly fair he could what’re he wanted but dance it away I have one cheeky kebab ( okay 2 ) and suddenly my penis is long buried under my own belly. Sure, I was bi, but Theo and I operated in different worlds. I had thought we were finally going to drift apart come graduation day, but as luck had it and against all probability. We had both only gotten jobs at the same finance firm in London. Practicality did the rest as two freshly-broke graduates of course resulted in us renting a 2-bed in a run-down area of the city. And it wasn’t long till we bade goodbye to rainy Liverpool and our mates are headed down south to start our new lives and new chapter for both of us. 

November 23rd 2022 

The last couple of months, to say it simply had been rough, London was a completely different ball park, the trains were always full, the food was expensive unless it was wrapped in paper and grease, and the constant walking was not the easiest for my 290 lb frame. Hawthorne & Vale Capital was also not a piece of cake. Here, I was not a rugby player or a lad; instead, I was easily the fattest one there. In the sea of tailored suits and handsome faces, there was me, with my shirts strained across my midsection, fabric awkwardly gathered in my rolls and by the end of the day sweat bloomed around me no matter how much deodorant I used not to mention the sounds of me panting could be heard from across the floor as I arrived, all the mean while Theo breezed past me. He, on the other hand, loved the London life, the endless nightclubs, the jacked men - one in particular called Callum, the hustle and bustle, all of it. Even at work, he shone, effortlessly fitting in with the suits and the trim figures; he fit in so well that work was like we didn’t even know each other - he even rode his bike in to distinguish himself from me. As if being seen with me would lower his networking, at lunch, while the others gorged on tiny portions of sushi, he barely looked at me sitting across the room.  Never to mention any of the hostility back in our flat as it never even happened.   

February 1st 2023 

We had now lived in London for about half a year, and needless to say, the pair of us had both seemed to settle in, albeit to very different lifestyles. Theo was out most nights at bars or lounges, especially when the weekends where he spent most of his money out in the clubs. And when he isn’t at the club, he spends most of his free time at the gym or whatever gay man club was being disguised as a fitness social. But when he was in, he made his presence known; his go-to move was long sex sessions with Callum, who had quickly become a series regular. Truth be told, I was secretly envious of Callum, a banker in the city. He stood tall and sharply built, the kind of physique that could only be engineered with perfect blonde hair and and all American psycho look. He reminded me a little of what I could have looked like, I think, if only I wised up. Which I had shamelessly not, in fact, quite the opposite had happened, months of working had drained my sheepish motivations, the long hours justified takeout, and the stress meant more snacking. It was an endlessly cycle the more I worked the more I ate the better I did the more work was given to me, I had long since entered obese territory being north of 300lbs. While Theo and Callum looked like Sean Paul models, I, on the other hand, looked like I had been stuffing my face day in and day out ( which wasn’t far from the truth), my body had succumbed to the endless junk I was shovelling into it, and any hint of muscle was long buried in fat and rolls and stretch marks.

However, today was not the time to dwell on my ballooning figure; instead, it was time to get ready. We hadn’t seen our old university mates in nearly a year, and today the group was down south. Miraculously, it was only for a couple of hours, so we had all decided that the pub was the best bet. Unfortunately for me, it seemed that my London weight had left me very little to fit into, ending up in a repurposed work shirt. Theo, of course, looked handsome as he strolled out in an effortlessly chic outfit, 

“Why are you wearing a work shirt’ he chuckled before we headed out, leaving me grasping for straws. 

Somehow, despite us being the closest to the pub, we were the last to arrive. They were all sat there already a pint in by the time we arrived, Ryan, still built like a tank, the vice captain, my best mate and also Theo's secret fuck buddy was telling a story to our old housemate Isla, meanwhile Chloe was for the 100th time trying to avoid the flirtation of Patel, another old old rugby lad. It was an odd group, but it worked as a weird agglomeration of mine and Theo’s uni lives. 

It didn’t take long before the old times came running, pint after pint was poured long into the night, all of us drunker than the other.

Until, of course, I had the misfortune of spilling my pint over my already borderline skin-tight shirt, the silence was only broken by the loud laughter of Theo, as I realised how it must have looked. The fabric clung instantly, cold, heavy and transparent as it mapped my high stomach, showing every roll I had been pretending didn't exist. 

‘Jesus Logan, I guess that cats out the bag now, he chuckled, followed by the others. 

“I mean that shirt was already fighting for its life’ he added grinning  and that was before you gained another 20lbs”

“I mean, mate, I was going to say something. Rygn burst in already red in the face, “You are looking curvier……… than ever”, he finished by groping the air. 

‘Maybe it's time we cut you off, Patel snickered, pulling the fries from me. 

I forced a chuckle to show it was only surface deep. 

“There goes another one’ I mustered out, trying to keep it light. 

For the rest of the night, I felt glued to my seat, making sure to sit to hide my rotund middle the best I could with my arms folded, pint held low and back straight. While across from me, Theo glittered,  my eyes burned on him, the slender, handsome Theo laughing it all up while I sat there humilated and emasculated

I didn’t know how. I didn’t know when.

But I would get my revenge.

Not with insults. Not with cheap jabs.

And as we left and bade farewell, the sight of the kebab store on the way home glistened like a light bulb. It was my idea to go in, it was my idea to get this round, and it was my idea to supersize Theo’s meal.

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Year abroad 

150 pounds

No how is that possible, surely this scale must be broken, faulty perhaps I think as I squish away my stomach fat to read the scale.

How have I gained more than 150 pounds in my year abroad, I remember weighing myself when  I checked my baggage. What was I …. 110 ..115 something, well not anymore because if that scale isn’t wrong I’m 280lbs. That…That makes me undeniably fat, I gasp as I turn to assess the damage in my bedroom mirror, a mirror which I appear to now have outgrown as my sides are cut from view and replaced by only a wall of fat. I mean I look more like Tomas than myself, but assessing the damage I look properly bigger than him, no one would believe it now but before I left for Budapest I was quite in shape, not ripped or anything but compared to the average American I was quite slim. But I guess that’s all gone now, I admit as I begin to examine my overfed frame. Holy hell I used to have pecs now I look at my poor pecs swollen beyond recognition, my nipples puffy and round as I pinch them, and I will admit my arms won’t that toned before but as I try to flex my arms I get nothing but jiggle from them. Even staring at my face leaves quite a shock as my fat round face stares back at me, its cheeks chubby and its double chin large, but of course, the biggest wrecking ball to my self-esteem has to be this tank of a thing. The only word that I can think to describe it is obese, I used to have abs (well faint abs) but this beast of a thing is another question. It jiggles and quivers as I try to suck it in and wish it away, how had I become so used to it to not notice how fat I had become. 

Turning my head to my closest, I jog over to see if anything I had would even be able to cover my doughy figure. Shirt after shirt fails, all my favourite going-out tops stretched out and torn as I pull my hardest on them to try and cover my cavernous belly button, nothing fits all snapping back and rolling up leaving my fat gut on display. It's not long till I give up, halve hastily because I know it's fruitless and halve because I simply physically can’t. I’m almost panting by the time I crash down on my bed, red in the face and already broken into a sweat. How had I let it get so bad?

The Karmans lived in a humble house in the outer skirts of their village, not too far of a commute to the nearby towns’ butcher and bakery where Mr and Mrs Karman respectively worked, their humble house meant I would be spending the year bunking with Tomas in room already too small for his size. I hadn’t minded Tomas, only a couple of years older it appeared that he was more than glad to share his room with a stranger, and being an only child myself meant it didn’t take much time for us to brother up to each other. 

It was at that dinner on that first night when should I have realised what I was getting myself into, with Mrs Karman bringing out her traditional goulash, a dish so captivating my mouth still waters about it now. But of course, after a long day of travel, I didn’t notice the inflated portion sizes as Mr Karman served me, making sure to give me the best pieces of fresh bread. Over the dinner we worked out my working arrangements, I was to spend the first half of the week working in the bakery with Mrs Karman and the second half in the butcher with Mr Karman. Tomas had recently left their family business, fed up with his parents and had been shadowing the town’s trailer, leaving ample space for me to fill. Afterwards, as they showed me the rest of their previous host students, I had no idea why I had failed to notice how much rounder they each looked throughout their stay. 

To others life in the village might have seemed boring, a tad dull perhaps but to me, I was eager to explore this traditional Hungarian village and I wanted to do it the right way. No social media, no doom scrolling, no nothing, all that I had left was my digital camera and a weekly phone call with my dad back in Florida.

Work in the bakery had started slow, Mrs Karman had little faith in me to begin with leaving me to only man the front, but of course, as the weeks went past and her trust grew in me, I was finally allowed to step into the kitchen and help to roll the dough and monitor the oven. Mr Karman on the other hand, had decided the best way for me to start was to throw me right in, leaving many complaints in Hungarian being hurled my way in the first couple of days. This of course too became less and less as I became more competent in my Hungarian and my butchering skills. All of this had been great but the real treat had been the food, from Monday to Wednesday I had strudels, chimney cakes and scones at the tips of my fingers. Free for me to snack and grab upon whenever the morning traffic dwindled - which was quite often, and of course from Thursday to Friday my choice of meats that Mr Karman always prepared to fuel him up doing the day as well as a plethora of smoked sausages and salami to nibble on whenever I wanted to.  This of course didn’t include the beers, that Tomas would supply with me on Friday and weekend nights, those nights quickly became a highlight of my weeks, here Tomas was eager to show me all the dark beers they drank. Each one is more filling and stronger than the next, leaving most of the weekends to recover from our hangovers. It was on these nights were Tomas was proud to show up the American he had living with him, and it was where I first laid eyes on Jozef. To put it kindly Jozef was the kind of man that would fill my teenage wet dreams, he was tall, dark and handsome with muscles that couldn't be covered and thick curly body hair that seeped out everywhere. Later, after a couple of several pints I had drunkenly asked Tomas whether he knew if I was Jozef’s type, and I don’t know if it had been the beers or the question but Tomas couldn’t help but burst out laughing, saying in the best English he could summon between bursts of laughter ‘you.. you too small’

Other than the language border I had grown quite close to Tomas, close enough to show off my skill in the water when we stripped and went swimming in the lakes, I was happy to tell him about my swimming meets and galas, to which he always fond quite a bore.

Stating “You can be so American sometimes, enjoy yourself leave all that stuff over there’ he said splashing a chubby arm into the distance. 

His blankness left me stumbled maybe I should give it a break , with all the hours spent working the gruelling  the early morning runs seemed less and less enjoyable especially when  followed by a day of working. 

It had been on this day when I remember first admiring Tomas's size, well maybe not admiring more examining it. It had been when we were sunbathing to dry off, as naked as the day we had been born, two very stark images. I could see now that without his layers Tomas was more fat than muscle like he appeared. His white skin was taut as it browned in the sun, it wasn’t a surface area not covered in fat, and I guess it was true that fat guys had small penis as I saw him stretch out his foreskin to waken his shrivelled penis. He must have caught me staring as he flirtatiously said 

‘you like what you see American’ in his best American accent, to which I replied “No just wondering what it must be like to be so’ and I rubbed my flat stomach to not want to say the word fat. 

“Oh you’ll see’ or “Oh why don’t you see’ he chuckled as he jiggled his fat in the sun, however my ears had been partially filled with water so I couldn’t quite translate. 

But I guess now, I knew what he must have meant to say, as I’m sure to him he could see it all unfold. Newly determined to enjoy village life I swiftly cut back on my exercising deciding to enjoy the extra hours of sleep I gained in the mornings and evenings, however, I certainly didn’t cut back on my eating to compensate. And how could I, it would have been rude to not finish my meals served to me by the Karmans, plus maybe I had picked up quite a sweet tooth while working in the Baker. As well as all that the food had just been so filling, so delicious so sweet and so rich to cut back on, I was Hungry after all I had to eat the Hungarian way and besides I wasn’t going to have access to such food like this back in Ohio.  So while the Hungarian summer reigned I continued to indulge myself, eating more than my first share, gobbling down on baked goods and delicious meats and washing it down with beers. I paid no attention to how bloated I got after meals as I listened to Mr Karman’s tales, nor did I pay any attention to the number of deep-fried pateirs and bit down into as Mrs Karman’s taught me new recipes. And I of course didn’t count the number of rounds of beer we drank as Tomas ordered another and then another, I was in bliss so why was I to care?

So of course it wasn’t long till I started to carry an extra softness where my abs were, a fuller arse where my tight butt was and some rounder arms where my biceps once flexed. But it didn’t stop there as the summer heat raged and free time was spent lazing around at the lake snacking on whatever Mrs Karman had packed for us, I couldn’t muster up the energy to run in the scenic Valley or hike the woody mountains, it was just too hot, that's what Tomas said as well as walked to the lake picnic basket full. 

But although the heat killed my motivation to work out, it certainly didn’t kill my appetite as I gobbled down goulash, chicken paprikash and krumpil and snacked up on gundal pancakes, tortes and shortbread. Looking back at this digital it was evident to see where all that food was going, mainly straight to my belly, thighs and even budding love handles, the extra softness I was carrying on my abs grew and grew as I plopped confectionary after confectionary down my mouth. In this digital, it must have only been a month or two but I already looked rounder and fuller in the lake pics, my smile gleaming as I bit down into a round piece of flatbread covered in pork fat, while my stomach rolled into itself as I reach for another. But of course, I didn’t stop there, too addicted, too infatuated with Hungarian food to put my foot down and control myself. Even after my third month when my t-shirts were noticeably tight and my underwear even tighter, I still remember Mrs Karman's soothing sentiment that went down like honey as she passed me a 4th chimney cake ‘Have to beef you up for Hungarian winter’ she giggled, she even went through the effort to leave out some of Tomas old clothes that night with a note, “saying all yours’.

Maybe if I had just stopped there, if I woke myself up from my blissful indulgence, and had just lost those 15 extra pounds I wouldn’t have let it bloom into another 100 pounds of fat which  I’m carrying now, officially obese and borderline morbid. 

But it seemed although I had been paying no attention to my budding beginner belly and full arse, someone else had. As later that week still clad in my tighter clothes, it seemed that I was saying all the right jokes to Jozef, and after only a round or two we had already parted from the group and it wasn’t long till he was humping me dry. And What I thought was only a one-night fling however quickly spiralled over the months to spontaneous days where he would appear in his old Ford taking me away for days out, eager to show me Budapest he knew,  to which there was no better to learn than through its foods he said his deep manly voice. Always stopped at cafes and bistros and ordered the ‘very best’ as he said it, which mainly always translated to the very most. There are these photos taken by a passerby of the two of us, it’s in some restaurant somewhere after a long meal, I wrapped up with Jozef’s strong arms looking well deep in his eyes, him staring straight at the camera, grinning - I only notice now that his hands are planted firmly on my belly stuffed and round poking out from under my shirt. 

As summer ended, the heat lingered in the valley, and I was fast getting used to my Hungarian life,  it had only taken 5 months but Mrs Karman was finally allowing me to bake recipes under her watchful eye. She had very strict criteria one imperfection and the whole dozen was thrown out - well not thrown out per se, left in the back to snack on, which always emptied by the end of the day. Mr Karman also had simpler practices although it was obvious he wasn’t impartial and purposely sabotaged a cut allowing us to snack on it while we worked. Tomas always popped up at the end of the shift, hands full of fabrics and garments, we had grown quite close over the last couple of months, bonding over pretty much everything, partially food. The pair of us simply liked to eat, and we were lucky to be supplied by a new endless supply, in fact we almost grew quite competitive over meals seeing you could devour more - all just playful games of course, with Tomas mainly winning. Although I did notice I had packed on a few pounds, I was in no way close to Tomas's size and weight, this helped diminish my gains, my abs had faded and my thighs seemed thicker but that was nothing compared to fat boy number 1, I told myself as I reached over for another roll beating Tomas’s greedy arms.

By All Saints Day, summer was officially long gone and the air certainly felt it, however, one place I certainly didn’t feel was when I was lying in Josef’s bed.  I had grown quite in love with Josef, I loved nearly everything about him, his seductive mouth that he used to cover me with kisses, the smell of sweat that clung to him after a long day of work or most importantly his sex drive. I had never met a guy so horny all the time, constantly pumping me full. And not to make matters worse, he was such a gentleman after spooning me for hours even getting up to bring in food in bed, 

‘The very best for my very best’

He loved to say as he plopped a pile of food on me, I was course too over heels to notice any connection. So infatuated was I by Josef that I might have packed on another  30 pounds alone because by month 6, all I can see in these pictures, is the foundation of my fat now. In one of the last visits to the lake, before it froze after,  the 3 of us stood there naked to the world, except now I can see that my body looks more like Tomas than Jozef. All traces of athleticism were gone, instead replaced with fresh fat, in only 6 months I had transformed myself from a relatively in-shape guy to a borderline fatty. And this photo is the most shocking, from my love handles to my round extended belly I simply look fat, and there Josef is smiling, his hand around my back and if I can remember right clasping on my meaty arse cheeks. Josef of course wasn’t a bad boyfriend, I never went without when I was with him, he always kept me in the conversation whenever  I was meeting his parents or close friends, and he insisted on making sure my plate was always refilled. Hungarian culture he told me as he passed another loaf of bread drizzled in cheese and he never went a day without him keeping his hands on me always feeling my curves, massaging them, kneading them. How could I even think two ways about my body, when I was with a man who simply was glued to my body?

But still I could have stopped there, and lost the weight, however I was always in shape growing up, never watching what or how much I ate, I never had to control myself I simply didn’t know how to, so of course I made no effort to limit myself, showed no restraint, never turned down an extra serving, and how could I was to happy to care.

Needless to say by the halve point of the trip I wasn’t fitting into any of the clothes I had packed at the start of the trip. Jeans couldn’t be pulled up, t-shirts ripped at the sides, however from their cheap materials and the hot Hungarian sun, I wrote those off as un of my wrongdoings. Maybe if I didn’t have to option to wear some of Tomas’s old clothes I would have shown some concern, but why would I? Tomas's clothes were roomy and comfortable, and it's not as he minded he was more than glad, even when I started to rock his old underpants, he would often say I was becoming a mini-him, and now looking back on it I realised what he meant.

If I had any thought in my head, I would have thought that the Karmans were purposefully fattening me up or knew how fat I was getting and was keeping it secret. They never mentioned my weight or picked up my growing laziness they encouraged me, I was allowed to miss the hour of the working day most days and I was let home early on slow days. Never did I have to stay behind and clean up or do anything strenuous. Or maybe they were just being good hosts happy to indulge their guests, either way, the damage was done, officially 278lbs is what the scale says. I can’t even imagine what everyone's gonna say about me back at college, my spot on the swim team is long gone.

Fuck I curse out as I see an old pic of me only desk, what have I done to him, what’s my dad gonna say he’s such a health nut freak. What is he gonna say when he come home and see the pig of a son? To make matters worse nothing fits, I resulted in wearing a pair of old sweatbands, although I can feel the elastic band tight around my waist. Giving up unpacking I collapse onto the bed that groans under my weight and reach over for my camera, it seems I had gotten up to winter, the real damage to my body 

As anyone could expect, when winter began, my weight only really started to snowball, the cold wintery days and chill mornings, left only the fireplace and food to keep me warm. Coming from Florida meant I had never truly experienced such coldness before let alone all the snow, even with my added padding I still felt the cold to my bones. Luckily for me, it seemed Mrs Karmann had the perfect recipe - hot stews and thick steaming goulash, she was always happy to keep a fresh pot brewing for me whenever I got back from outside I always made sure to beeline to the kitchen to help myself to a serving. 

The combined snow and coldness truly killed all my desire for weekly runs which had already grown quite rare in themselves, and as the holiday season ramped up it wasn’t like I had the spare time to do anyway, both the bakery and the butchers were packed day in and day out. Everybody getting in their holiday shopping, it was exhausting but luckily the pay was good, and by pay I meant food, the Karmans happily allowed me to eat whatever I wanted showing no restraint. And eat I certainly did, as the holiday season reigned over the village, I could not help but get swopped up in the holiday mania, in the chocolate-coated cakes, the thick sugar-coated doughnuts and steaming apple pies all in reach of my pudgy arms. Not to mention my promotion at the bakery to prime taste tester nothing was sold unless I gave it my approval. I could spend hours resting in the back, trialling new cakes and cookies with my feet up happily stuffing myself and not even question it. I must have been getting fatter by the week shovelling down trays of baked goods and delicious,  I ate with no restraint as if I was a pig getting fattened up for Christmas dinner. And looking at this photo from Christmas Day I certainly looked more like a pig than a human, it is a photo taken by the fire I’m fast asleep having stuffed myself full after Christmas dinner, my belly now a proper gut, round and solid, my moobs filled out my chest as if I had boobs. My face is round and plump the look of indulgence written all across me as my guts peak out from under my shirt. Josef is in the back towering over me, his thick muscular frame all on display, a part of me blames him for all this damage, he showed no disdain to my piling figure, in fact I think he encouraged it, always buying my gifts in the shape of chocolates and cakes. I must have grown quite in love with him by the holidays and it shows in this picture of the two of us, where it looks like I gained all the relationship weight. I wasn’t the tallest so my extra weight made me e look even more and more stout especially when stood next to the towering Josef. But truthfully my chubby frame was truly all my own doing, I had built up quite an appetite which only expanded in the festive period. It was I who reached over more seconds, it was me who finished whole trays of baked goods and it was I  who gladly finished old meat trimmings. My drinking certainly wasn’t helping either, I must have been drinking a couple of pints a night of thick Hungarian beer, it wasn’t odd for me and Tomas to come stumbling back drunk our bellies full of beer and our stomachs hungry for food. And when the shops closed for the year there was nothing else left to do apart from sit on my enlarged arse and pig out with Tomas.

I think by the end of my 8th month in Hungry  I must have gained 20 pounds alone, because, in these NYE photos, I am positively plump, packing on more than my share of my holiday weight, so much so that Mrs Karman had been wise and had already made all my presents this year in the shape of clothes. And in this photo, I look like one of the family adorned in their attire and packing on ample extra pounds. To Josef’s desire, I had even grown a beard which must have been covering my dimpled face and chins. “You my American’ “my all-round American’ “my piggy’, he would call out doing sex as he frantically thrusted into me, I paid it no attention he was after all a pig farmer so there must have been nothing wrong with it I told myself. And I could see how much he enjoyed it, I even let him call me his pig when we weren’t even having sex. Too blinded by his good looks to even think straight, and I’m not proud to admit this but I even indulged him in some of his fantasies,  of him feeding me in the bedroom with no hands just pure pigging out. He loved it, and I loved seeing his face when I chowed down on doughnuts and cakes - what a fool I had been 

The turning of the new year, left me with only 4 months left in Hungary, the idea of cutting down and shifting my holiday weight didn’t even enter my mind, especially with all the compliments I would get working in the shops, “Ah American your looking more and more like us’ old ladies would giggle. This was what I came here for, right, to experience proper Hungarian culture so what if I was a bit rounder I was simply playing the part I told myself not knowing I had already packed on over 100 pounds of fat in my cultural exchange so far. I didn’t care that my lithe frame was starting to cement my added poundage. I saw no real reason to cut down, there were no snide remarks or comments, so as the new year began, I saw no need to make any resolutions, I had a loving boyfriend, a great roof over my head and even better food.

I think however by the end of January my weight gain was becoming more and more alarming, I purposely chose shorter paths, delayed going my stairs, and even more reluctantly started to ponder my new size. The Karmans had no scale so I had no idea how much weight I had piled on, but alarm bells were ringing, for starters, my feet were slowly eroding to by expanding middle, and even some of Tomas's bigger clothes were starting to feel tighter and tighter, not to mention how out of breath I got whenever I tried to quickly jog somewhere. Not knowing who to ask, I remember asking Josef about it, I think we had just made love and I plucked up the courage to ask.

“Babe do you think I’m getting fatter

He lay there for a bit, pondering what to say 

“Baby’ he broke his silence with ‘all this’ he said as he grabbed my gut “is love, look at how happy you are, here in Hungary, with me’ he joked fleeing his biceps ‘You’re just adjusting to your new life’

I never felt more in love with him than in that moment, he knew just to say

“Baby let me worry about what you eat and do’ Josef said a couple of days later, “if this extra weight is bothering you, I’ll shave it off you in no time.

I don’t know why, I didn’t see the wolf under his sheepish clothing, but how could I 

“I mean I’m in great shape, eat like me and be stacked in muscle and strength’

After that point my weight didn't  even enter my mind, Josef had swept any fears way out of my mind, He controlled whatever I ate when I was him and made sure as he said to ‘feed me right’ 

The rest of my time in Hungary I made sure what he said and desired, I couldn’t help myself, this was one of my favourite photos from the whole year taken by Tomas who caught us outside a pub at midnight, Josef was caught leaning done kiss me. He of course looked handsome, his strong arms wrapped around my face as he bent down, his face glaring over mine, his dark brown eyes looking only at me. Now miles away, I look at the whole picture taken in how I looked that night, and boy does reality hit hard, I must have already downed a couple of pints that night, my standing on my tippy toes, my body illuminated under the street light. The comparison is almost comical, a muscular giant bending down to kiss an obese lump, every part of me is fat, my thighs look trunks, my arses like balloons and the biggest offender was my gut, hanging out in front me extending 10 or 12 inches in front of me. And it hurts knowing that the gut in front of me in my bedroom is even bigger and rounder.

For as I entered my last 2 months the new reality of having to leave Hungary dawned on me, I ate with pure greed knowing all of this was going and I couldn’t help myself. I was hungry all the time needing to be fed, my stomach would grumble after meals begging to be full and of course, I abided. Never had I thought about cutting back only making the most of what time I had left too blind to see that I was too far to turn back, I wanted to eat everything I was going to miss twice and drink every beer thrice. 

It was the last week before I flew back, and the weather had taken a turn for the better, warranting one last trip to the lake, Tomas and I just like we did in the beginning, Josef wasn’t due to join us for a couple of hours.  When he did he insisted we take a photo of the pair of us, he had the most unbelievable grin, and staring at the photo I can see why. 

It's a photo of two fat guys sure, but on close inspection one of the fat guys is smaller than the other and more in shape, he’s fat and has a gut but he looks square finished off a string upper body and slight definition, the other guy on the other hand is on the different end of the spectrum of being fat. His gut is round and large overhanging his shorts expanding in all directions, his belly button sags surrounded by stretch arms, and his chest is filled with two sagging lumps of pectoral fat - his nipple is puffy and stretched. His arms look weak and chubby, fat-filled and sagging. His face completes the body a stuffy beard fails to hide the roundness of his face, filled with lard and fat. You can tell which one was me and the other Tomas. 

Before I flew back, I had been quite emotional, about leaving the Karmans and Josef there always told me I come back whenever I wanted to but I knew this was goodbye for a long time my time was up, and as the flight took off and I looked down on Hungry for the last time I knew I was always going to leave a part of myself there.

Except it seemed that I hadn’t left enough, as the sound of my dad’s car can be heard in the driveway, I know its too late now to do anything no sit-ups are gonna shift my extra 150 pounds of fat.

“Son is that you my dad calls? 

“Coming’ I yell, throwing on my largest piece of clothing despite it being too small 

However as I walked down to meet my dad, it seemed my health nut had gone off the nuts, and replaced them with doughnuts, he looked positively fat, of course, no way near to my size but still, it seemed we had the past year of our lives doing. 

‘Come here sport’ my dad yells as he bulls me into a bear hug 

“Seem’s like someone packing on a few’

‘A few Dad, try 150pounds’ I laugh back

“Rooky numbers’ he jibes back

‘Come on let's order some takeout’

Epilogue 

College is over, finally graduation took a lot of me, or most truthfully piled more on to me. It seemed I codlin quite break my Hungarian influence over the past year, of course I was met with some odd stares when I got back and my place on the swim team was long gone, but it truly didn't faze me. 

Especially not when I was texting my Hungarian boyfriend all day, snapping him pics of me, it was under his naughty influence I packed on another 50 pounds alone this year, oh well it was worth it, and it even better knowing h’s gonna enjoy it for himself in a short few hours when his planes lands. 

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Coached Epilogue

Epilogue 

10 years of living with Axel had sure done a number on Jake, Axel reminisced as he pulled on the bars next to the bed to turn and face the slumbering bear of a man that was lying next to him. Well, a bear might not have been the best description as Jake now resembled more of a hippo with his over-fed frame, Axel could only chuckle when he thought about all of Jake’s muscular body now buried only hundreds of pounds of fat. 

How had Jake's minuscule first pounds snowballed into his now 400bs self, Axel thought as he lifted Jake’s belly to feel his rock-hard erection giving it a rub and seeing a smile bloom on his lover's slumbering face. Moving in together all those years ago must have been the first domino that now resulted in Jake’s porker frame, anyone living with Axel was destined to have his gluttony rub off on them. And Jake was the powerless of them all, coming home to his boyfriend stuffing himself with pizzas and Chinese, he couldn’t resist the temptation of the smells and sight of Axel’s binge. It was like a drug to him, the moment he stepped over their threshold his boner grew and grew until he was making love to Axel, smearing food all over his well-tailored suits and shirts. The notion of coming home from a long day of work was always rewarded with the smell of fast food, that Axel had already ordered to anticipate his hungry worker bee. And it started so small, Jake’s wondering hand always stumbling on a leftover slice and greedily devouring it without a second thought as he made love to Axel.  Jake simply didn’t a track of it, neither did he notice how he was always salivating as he watched Axel binge on fast food or how whenever they were grocery shopping Axel always led the cart towards the frozen section. So, it went unnoticed when his old slice here and there turned into a handful of slices to at one point even a whole pizza.

And sure, by the time the wedding came, in his designer suit, Jake’s relationship weight was hidden swiftly. Not even noticed when compared to massive biceps and sculpted arse, however, nothing was hidden from’s Axel inquisitive eyes on their honeymoon. As Jake returned from the bar with the food, Axel made sure not to mention his husband's bloated gut or the extra burger Jake had for himself.

Even after the stress of wedding planning and settling into their new apartment, Jake’s weight gain wasn’t slowing down. It was not helped by being married to a morbidly obese man who mainly spent his free time ringing up their Just Eat account and whose idea of fun was only doing minimal exertion activities. Jake was powerless whenever he wasn’t at work or the gym he was surrounded by his lover’s love for food and couldn’t help himself if he sneaked an extra bite here and there. And of course, Axel wasn’t innocent in all of this, constantly making sure to order excessive amounts of Deliveroo and only insisting on eating out at buffets, and while Jake was too infatuated by his husband's greed, he was oblivious to how much food he was piling onto his own plates and shovelling into his mouth as he watched his husbands stuff himself.

The effects were instant on the ex-jock who was already facing a declining metabolism and a more sedentary lifestyle compared to his peak westering years, not helped by all the external meddling from his husband. Axel knew exactly what to do to keep his husband at home on the couch instead of working out at the gym, he just needed to pop an odd button here and there and Jake’s lust took over pushing the very idea of hitting the weights to the back of his mind. It wasn’t long before Axel could trace last night’s food to the beginner belly that Jake was soon sporting, or the Tuesday’s Chinese buffet in the stretch marks on the jock's bubble but and of course Sunday’s movie/pizza marathon in the budding love handles that were sporting over Jakes tight Calvin’s. Yes, Axel was slowly rubbing off onto his husbands in more ways than one, his laziness was infecting Jake and Jake didn’t even care, too preoccupied by Axel’s fat to notice his own weight gain. By the first anniversary to the outward eye, it would appear that Jake had spent that last year bulking, with his tighter shirts that hugged his middle and pants that looked like he had sequined into them. But Axel knew that his lover ‘bulk’ was just a pit-stop until he became a complete fatty like himself, he almost felt bad when he saw Jake sneak an extra pizza into their order, but what could he do his growing boy needed to be fed and he certainly didn’t have any issue in Jakes weight gain. Why should Axel always be the eye-sore whenever he walked into a room, he heard all the whispers Jake’s co-workers said about him, a rounder Jake was just what he needed, and it didn’t hurt how hot the extra pounds were making Jake. 

Jake was powerless over his own appetite, he had never watched his weight and what he ate, he didn’t realise how addictive the sugary foods he indulged were, or how the more he ate, the less they filled him up. He simply chalked up the cravings he was getting just to his busy workload, as he pigged on the office pastries and canteen sweet treats. He didn’t connect how the fattening foods were making him more tired, making him crave the couch and bed with Axel over late-night sessions. He didn’t pay attention to how whenever he was with Axel, he couldn’t stop himself from reaching for another and then another of whatever Axel was eating.

Until their second anniversary, when trying to squeeze into his wedding suit turned into buttons flying off and pants ripping, assessing the damage in the mirror, and meeting his well-nourished over fed plump body he was overwhelmed, how had he let himself go so badly and why did it feel so good. Sure, he still had his killer muscles and good looks but it seemed every-else had taken the brunt of his weight gain, his rock-hard abs were long gone replaced with a soft pot belly. Holy hell he even had love handles, exquisitely plump ones too, and he couldn’t stop staring at his chubby cellulite-lined arse. He couldn’t believe he was about to say it but his body looked more like Axels than his own, all over he was plumped up and round. 

This rude awakening had caused alarm bells to go off in his head, Jake was heavier than he had ever been, and this time he was packing on more fat than muscle weighing in at an alarming 280lbs. How had he let it get so bad but reasoning with himself he remembered how everyone packs on marriage weight and at least he caught it now, sooner than later. It was time to head back to the gym and to cut the carbs, unfortunately for Jake, this seemed easy to say than do, he had severely underestimated how much his appetite had grown to fuel his long days at the office and cutting back left him practically starving after his portion-controlled meals. Years of indulging himself were leaving him feeling cold turkey as he finished his salad, not to forget how embarrassed he got in front of industry heavyweights at corporate lunches who always sized up their meals, his verge burrito looked pathetic next to their steak and frites. No this just wasn’t going to last, Afterall he was their primary breadwinner he couldn’t go underperforming at work especially when they had just moved into their new apartment. Maybe he could invest more time in the gym, however over the years his gym time had been eroded into a pulp, never leaving him enough time to hit the treadmill and burn off his extra poundage.  Thus, this left only his home life where change could be made, however when living with Axel the notion of cutting down wasn’t even recognised. Axel who of course been sympathetic to his partner’s concerns, never seemed to factor it when ordering takeout and deciding to dine out spots, always making some excuse about forgetting or saying they deserved to celebrate. Although his will was strong – Jake was always left postponing his dietary plans to the week after next, powerless to his stomach as he saw Axel ploughing through plates stacked high with BBQ ribs and deep doughy calzones. Anyways when he was opposite his 400lbs husband his 30lb gain seemed minuscule, he was never going to end up the size of Axel – not even close.  Compared to the rest of America he was in great shape, and his bunny diet was just not going to make the cut he had appearances to keep up with and besides it wasn’t as if the compliments he normally got were drying up. Losing weight quickly left his mind as fast as it had entered, he was a D1 athlete after all he could always beef up, he thought as went to join his co-workers for wings after deciding could always miss a gym session.

So of course, it didn’t surprise Axel that as they celebrated their 5th wedding anniversary at their favourite all-you-can-eat buffet, his husband was looking rounder than all the previous years combined. As their finished their 6th plate, any sign of the handsome jock was long gone, like every other Houston man Jake had taken to sprouting a 70s moustache. However, while it might have looked flattering on a man half his size the same couldn’t be said for Jake, now red in the face and slightly sweaty as he tucked into his 7th plate. Axel couldn’t help but chuckle as he took in his husband’s rounder fatter face, as he stuffed his face with crab cakes and deep-fried calamari. The same could be said for the designer suit Jake had managed to squeeze himself into, to call Jake beefy would be kind as he had long since passed that label. Instead as he got to refill his plate, holding up the meats section as he asked for more bleeding steak and honey roasted ham. With his wide frame blocking all view of the young handsome chief serving him, his doughy midsection pressed up against the glass divider and the greedy look he had as the chief piled his plate high, Jake was unmistakably fat. Axel couldn’t pinpoint the day or week or month, but as Jake started to strip down later the night, ripping his shirt off leaving his gut to bulge forward free but it was obvious that his ex-jock was officially more fat than muscle. Had it been 3 years ago when Jake's pecs lost their square shape and turned into a shelf of fat that jiggled with every step, and had it been 2 years ago when he started to feel the weight of Jake's gut on his lower back as their made love and was it really only a year ago when Jakes's arms started to droop with fat when he put on his gun show for Axel? One thing he knew for certain was that it was certainly last month when his husband's exercise tolerance crashed, Cumming after only 4 strokes and collapsing unto his back panting and sweaty. Sure 5 years of marriage had ballooned Axel’s own weight up to 600lbs but as he stared at his husbands wiping up the cum of his lower belly had this change been too drastic for Jake. Was the man who loved to go on morning runs and weekend bouldering trips still in this out-of-shape obese man now passed out? But before Axel could feel remorse over his actions of the last 5 years, secretly cancelling Jakes's gym memberships and accidently donating his workout clothes to charity, he saw that same look of lust on his husbands in his sleep as he rubbed his chubby girth. That he saw on Jake’s face many years ago when Jake saw how he struggled to get dressed, and how people opted to take the stairs when he was in the lift and when he broke dining room chairs. So why couldn’t Axel have his little fun, as he heaved himself up and quietly swapped out Jake’s clothiers for the larger size? 

Of course, Jake wasn’t in the dark when it came to his porkier size, from the jiggle he felt when he jogged to get the last doughnut in the staffroom to the struggle he felt when trying to tie his shoes. Someday he couldn’t even believe that the obese man staring back at him in the mirror was him - was his face really that round or was it just his receding hairline?. His doctor had been the last nail in the coffin, scheduling a range of tests and investigations when he reached 350lbs and was sure to light a fire under his tubby bottom. Except it didn’t neither did the looks he got at their college reunion the fattest man there, beat only by his husband. To be truthful when the sight of his feet being covered by his fleshy gut had started a tiny ember. However he was fighting a losing battle, he just didn’t have the time or energy to spend it in the gym chipping away at his flab neither did he have the restraint to cut back on his indulgent feasting. And it seemed with the right influences in his life he didn’t even feel the need to take many other precautions about his ballooning frame. After all his boss didn’t seem to mind about his over-feeding they would always make sure to send Jake on the lunches with larger clients knowing that Jake’s gluttony would help to butter them up and seal the deal. Neither did his co-workers care about his growing size, in fact, they seemed to be more than glad that the office hottie was slowly cubbing up, making sure to always pass on office treats knowing Jake couldn’t resist them. Even his dad hadn’t stepped in when he saw Axel delivering Jake his plate stacked high with food, finding the whole ordeal quite funny as marriage life had seemed to flip the tables on his once bachelor of a son. And of course, his in-laws did nothing but encourage his over-eating on their numerous trips back, and these visits could only be described as slothful. After years of living with Axel, his lethargy had properly rubbed off onto Jake, the perfect case when they visited home. At the beginning of their marriage, Jake had been eager to help around the house, fix the roof, and get something done about the toilet. But now on the visits home, the pair of them would spend good chunks of the day in front of the TV abiding time for when dinner was ready. Mrs Davidson could only chuckle as she served her son-in-law his substantial servings and watched him greedily devour it all a far cry from the slim pole he had once been when she had first laid eye on him all those years ago. Jake was simply a big guy now, and boy did it turn him on, he nearly came on the spot when his office chair cracked under his weight, and he had to relieve himself when old friends didn’t believe that it was really him. And there was always a little voice in his head egging him on, telling him to eat more and more, to get more enormous, more blubbery, more obese, more bovine.

But it was truly after their 7th wedding anniversary that Jake’s size took the biggest turn, only a couple weeks after passing the mightier 400lbs mark, Jake received the most-converted promotion at his work. Landing him a much larger salary but even less time to spend it in, however, that didn’t mean they didn’t spend their surplus extra income. The couple made sure their spent their extra money on whatever their heart’s desired – or more importantly whatever their stomach desired and it was evident in their mammoth size that this desire was food. Jake’s extra money paved the way for a luxurious lifestyle, with everything being off course being plus sized. First class deluxe tickets, top of-the line jeeps, 7star hotel stays, whenever anything was booked it was always top-class. Axel and he dined like pigs staffed by maids and waiters all trips long, some-days they wouldn’t even leave the pool side, a far cry from their once active self. And all this extra money paved the way for gluttons lifestyle, whenever they outgrew something they simply brought another, anything they couldn’t do they simply hired someone to do. There was no stopping them now, them or their greed.

But of course, with all this extra money, meant extra responsibilities, it was normal for Jake to spend the entire day at his desk having interns running around Houston to get whatever his body craved. The only exercise he got was on his country club trips, bugging around the golf course with other titans in his industry always getting the bill at the luxury dinners that followed. It hadn’t taken long before the word of the whale of an executive to spread through the office and the rest of the state. If someone wanted to a word in, they would always make sure to butter Jake off him with fine meats and rich chocolates. And water his mouth water as he eyed up the food to buys to focus on anything. 

2 years into the job Jake was almost fully unrecognisable to the man who climbed up the corporate ladder years ago – if he hadn’t been for this thick southern accent and fat-defying smile. He didn’t just have the largest office because he deserved it but because he equally needed it, wider than monitors and bigger than doors Jake was a whale. Clad in his designer tailored suits, with suspenders built to last, he looked impossible round, from his round head to his round moobs and gut, interns used to joke that they could probably roll him around the office. It wasn’t often that some clients almost got distracted when looking at the gigantically fat man in front of them especially when compared to the fit muscular man in his wedding suit standing next to the pig in the photos on his desk. Was that young man really this pig in front of them only 10 years later, impossible they thought, they were no way that this man that waddled around his office bigger than the vending machine hadn’t also been destined to be this size. The only person who unmistakably knew that this fat impression of a man was once the muscular college boy was Axel. And Axel loved it all, he loved seeing Jake in his new suits wider than two new interns put together, and how Jake couldn’t fit into the doors he once chuckled at Axel for not fitting into he even loved how he could barely make out Jake’s handsome features under his face fat.  But his favourite thing was the look of jealousy people had when they saw the pair of them in public and wondered how a complete fatty had landed a stud like Jake had turned into the looks of disgust as the pair of fatties over-ate in public.

So of course Axel wasn’t surprised that on the night of their 10th anniversary, the pair of them had had an early night due to a food coma that followed their celebratory feast. And as Axel looked down at his own morbidly obese body and then looked over Jake’s equally obese body, he knew he wouldn’t; have changed a thing – especially now that it appeared Jake was stirring from his own slumber, hungry and ready to eat.

The end

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Coached - Chapter 7

‘No way isn’t that Axel’

“Someone’s enjoyed their summer break’

“Can you believe Jake Bakers is dating that whale’

There was no denying it now Axel Davidson was officially a grade-A porker, sure last year he had rounded out as most college-aged American men do, but after his summer indulgence, he was unrecognisable. The once trim, healthy, athletic, young man had packed on well over 100lbs of pure fat onto his body and looked the part, becoming an inflated overweight caricature of his past self.  As he waddled around campus to the canteen and the library, he couldn’t help but reminisce about when he used to jog around the square the wind in his hair – now he doubted if they even made singlets big enough to cover all his extra pounds. And that wasn’t the only thing he didn’t fit into either; it seemed the last 30 pounds he packed on over the summer was causing him to really push the limits of his college’s infrastructure. Lecture theatres were becoming incredibly tight with his wide load barely squeezing into the desks, not to forget that the upper floors of the libraries only accessible by stairs were strictly off-limits unless Axels wanted to avoid being a sweaty panting mess. But alas Axel didn’t care, he didn’t care about the looks he got from holding up the sidewalks as the freshman raced past with all their buzz or the sigh they would let out when they were behind him in the canteen queue – knowing full well he was going to empty the deserts. What else could he do Axel was a big boy – and big boys got to eat, and eat he did, in lectures, in seminars, and watching the game even when he walked to class, there was always a sub or chocolate bar or complete bag of rotassier chicken in his hand. And the best part was that he knew every calorie he squeezed into himself was just enough pounds of fat to surprise Jake with when they met up for the holidays. Sure, the long distance was tough, and the time difference didn’t help, but whenever he felt the creep of longing he had the perfect remedy – food. When he was gobbling down food rapidly – the thought of Jake being states away disappeared as the warm filling feeling of food washed it all away.

And it seemed it wasn’t only the freshman who were surprised to see Axel

“I never thought I would see the day’ Tony let out hugging his roommate as they moved into their new dorm 

‘Seems like the little guy ain’t so little anymore’ He laughed giving Axel's gut a good jiggle. In only a span of little over a year, his skinny roommate had ballooned up like a pig on a farm, even fatter and bigger than Tony himself and acted the part.

It seemed along the way to obesity; Axel had fully learned the big guy lifestyle from his teacher Tony and was now even surpassing the teacher. When he wasn’t out on campus, he was a slob – constantly pigging out on whatever he could get his grubby hands on, and burping and letting out gas was just part of his vocabulary. 

Tony could only laugh when he remembered the prissy twink that moved in was now the blubbery pile of burping fat sitting across from him clad in nothing but too-tight underwear marked in food stains.

‘Damn, I’ve done a number on him haven’t I ‘Tony chuckled as he left for wrestling practice, as he saw Axel start to tuck into a second family-sized pizza of the night.

It hadn’t taken long for their dorm to quickly be filled with the smell and look of their last years, littered high with takeout, and filled with the odour of sweat. Only this time it seemed the biggest pusher of this lifestyle was Axel – whose disregard for portion size and self-control forged the pair of them into an orgy of indulgence. With the final year stress only amplifying his hunger, it seemed that Axel was showing no signs of slowing down, with even the deliverer drivers knowing him on a first-name base. 

And as college rolled on, it seemed that even without the doting from his parents, the control of Coach or even the love of Jake, Axel’s greed was limitless. He ate like a pig, behaved like a pig and looked like a pig, when he didn’t have to off class he would stay in all day pigging out, only getting off his massive arse to go to the loo. He just couldn’t help himself; he loved his excessive lifestyle. He didn’t even think that stopping was an option, how could he, when even walking to class was enough to tire him, so it was no surprise to anyone when he showed up at the frat’s Halloween party, he was fatter than ever.

Tony had left to mingle with the rest of the team, leaving Axel planted down on the couch an arm’s reach away from the booze and takeout. The party was heaving but Axel had no care at all, all he needed was right here as he reached over for another slice of pizza.

“I thought I would find you here’ came the smug voice of Bailey a while later 

Cutting the small talk, and planting himself down, one hand already reaching for a slice. 

“Holy fuck Tubbs your massive’ Bailey went on gobbling down another slice 

“I mean you’re more gut than man’ he laughed as he slapped Axel's gut, causing it to ripple in all directions 

Axel didn’t care, he wasn’t going to let the feelings of a twig get to him, but it seemed that the twig wasn’t so twiggy anymore. The lithe frame Bailey had only been sporting a couple of months ago was already packing on the first couple of pounds, with an undeniable pouch poking out underneath Bailey’s shirt and the faint sight of cellulite on Bailey's once-toned arms. It seemed that only a few months Coach’s influence was already seeming to wreak havoc on the poor boy. Axel knew it was the right thing to inform him of the spell he was about to enter, but Bailey's smart mouth would be his undoing. 

“Yh it’s no surprise, Coach told me all about you – how you couldn’t stop stuffing your piggy face’ He laughed reaching to grab a handful of Axel's chubby cheeks and giving it a wag, “And how he had to drop from the team, lardass’ Bailey finished oblivious to his own freshman 20

And with that Axel’s mind was made, it seemed Bailey had a lot more to learn Axel thought as heaved himself up leaving Bailey with the pizza.

And besides not even the cruel names that Bailey said or the oinks he heard when a bunch of jocks passed him could get to Axel. Not when he remembered the lookoff glee that lit up Jake’s eyes when they Facetimed, and he couldn’t even remember the concerning talk one of his lectures gave him about his size when Jake stripped down to his jock strap. They had agreed to meet up for Thanksgiving but when a snowstorm hit Houston, Axel knew it was best to head home instead of dealing with the airport chaos – and besides he already knew his mum was cooking was cooking of a storm of her own. Although it was hard, Axel made sure to keep Jake up to date on his life – he couldn’t forget the look on Axel’s face when he told him he had passed 300 lbs. 

And it seemed that even his mother knew all about her son's new weight class cooking up a mighty feast Thanksgiving to match the number, leaving  Axel having to sleep on the couch too stuffed to even attempt the stairs, at least now he knew why his parents slept on the ground floor 

300 pounds was a milestone the fit Axel could never even imagine, and it seemed his body knew it, it must have begun slowly but gravity could only hold out for so long as his stomach began its overhang. Axel didn’t even notice it at first but soon it was all he could tell, his gut had become its expenditure – it entered rooms before he did, and it made it nearly impossible to fit into a standard desk not to mention how it refused to fit into anything. It was soon a common occurrence for the wind to slap into his exposed belly fat as it pulled up shirts at all angles not helped by his massive muffin top, by December time, it had outgrown all the standard sizes and now only could only be covered by big n Tall special range. And he loved it – it was a testament to the man he was, big and proud. It hadn’t been long till all over his body was becoming uncontainable, jeans had been forgotten about after size 48 swapped for more comfortable joggers - his heavyset legs and ample simply couldn’t be squeezed into denim anymore. The wearing of undershirts had needed to be forced as his moobs, were like watermelons, with every movement they jiggled and flopped and needed to be contained. All over Axel was outgrowing the big guy label and heading straight to full-blown lard-ass. Simultaneously it appeared that Axel wasn’t the only one experiencing growing changes, running into Bailey at the frat Christmas party, Axel couldn’t help but contain his glee when he saw the chubby waist on the twink. It looked like he had been indulging himself well in Coach's plans as the signs of the gluttonous last couple of months reared their head on the poor boy’s body. His cheeks were chubbier, his arse fuller, his chest softer and not to mention the abundant food that filled his arms throughout the party.

Hoping Bailey rapid freshman 50 and soften his tone, Axel was surprised when he heard his call of Bailey again. 

“Look who it is *munch* munch* - Moby whale’ he laughed with food spitting out his mouth 

It seemed old habits were going to die hard as Axel and Tony laughed as they saw him chug one of Coach’s shake in seconds

With his essay submitted, Axel was done for the first term, Winter break could officially commence. And as he squeezed himself into his aeroplane’s seat, his fat overspilling unto a young handsome man next to him, he knew there was the only thing he wanted this year – and it was the touch of another young handsome man. The entire flight he couldn’t contain himself, wolfing down the complimentary snacks and even prying some extra from the man next to him. Who so disgusted by the blatant greed of his neighbour found himself without an appetite as Axel greedily pigged out, his gut jiggling with every sugary sweet he ate.

Axel didn’t care about the looks he got as he disembarked with his wide frame taking up the entire aisle he only giggled when he heard the sighs form behind him, there was only 1 look he cared for and boy was it worth it.

Jake must have grown or something the way he towered over everyone in departures, and with the step Axel took, his boyfriend looked more and more handsome. Houston must have agreed with him – his skin kept its summer tan, his hair looked curlier, and his arms looked even bigger as he loaded Axel’s luggage into the taxi. The entire ride back it seemed that Jake had been missing Axel just the same as he had, with his hands eagerly caressing his body whenever the driver wasn’t looking. But alas it seemed the pair would have to wait a bit longer for some alone time as form the moment they stepped over the threshold; Axel's mother was simply throwing food at the pair of them. And it wasn’t until late at night when they were finally alone, with Axel now being too stuffed to even move that Jake seized his opportunity.

This seemed how the rest of winter break would follow, 3 weeks of rich feasts and filling winter meals paired with the endless lovemaking whenever the men find some alone time. Which was proving hard to come by, with how Mrs Davidson seemingly always having a new dish for both of them to try and finish, and with the notion of having a fuller house had already aped up the size of her portions, not letting anyone leave till all the dishes were clean – Jake included. And if it wasn’t Mrs Davison somebody else was feeding Axel, whatever it was his co-workers at their lavish Christmas parties or his old track teams meet up. Jake couldn’t help himself but go along with it as his piggy was fed by the entire team.

“No no no, Axel definitely has some more space – don’t you Hun’ Jake charismatically said as he loaded his plate higher and higher.

“It seems the entire town wants to fatten you up’ Jake said finally on their last night. 

“It’s a shame that can’t see how greedy you really are’ He laughed as Axel finished sucking him off.

Finally shooting his load deep into his boyfriend, Jake moved on to his favourite activity. 

“Come on piggy on the scale you get’ he said with Axel happily compiling 

Axel didn’t know why but he loved the way Jake talked to him, Jake was so dominant and he loved it and from the look on Jake’s face, he knew he enjoyed it even more

“340lbs’ was all Jake could let out before he pounced onto Axel, pushing him onto the bed, and with every thrust Axel felt all 340lbs of him jiggle and ripple. He was massive and Jake loved it and as they both came, it seemed that even his childhood bed couldn’t handle it as the sounds of the slits breaking filled the room as the mattress collapsed to the floor – Axel had really done it now as Jake’s eye lit up again.

And as Axel said bye to his parents bigger than he ever had been, it seemed that living with Axel for the last couple of weeks and even done a number on his hunk, as from the corner of his eye he saw the slither of a rounded bloat on Jake as he piled his suitcase into the trunk – but he guessed it was best not to mention it, especially  at the airport when Jake reached over to finish his extra burger.

340 lbs was enough to scare anyone into a diet for the resolution, but it seemed that Axel had other ideas on his mind as he returned to campus for the new year. And apparently, he wasn’t the only one as he spotted Bailey at his favourite diner a couple of weeks later. Winter break only solidified the poor Twink's gains, as he looked dishevelled as he shovelled down his fries in a back booth. Axel thought it was best to not disturb the twunks feast, but he couldn’t help but admire the results from afar – especially when Bailey got up to order another meal. The poor boy was officially a victim of Coach’s plan and he didn’t even notice it, his arse looked certified plumped as it was squeezed into an old pair of sweats (likely the only thing that fit him) and when he turned to the side to look at the menu the lardy beginner gut was nice and round as he scratched it while eyeing up the menu. Even his good looks were fading as his chubbier face was sporting pimples from his greasy diet and his matted hair showed the boy's vanity and instead been replaced with a bigger desire to eat. Bailey was well on his way to being a fatty and all Axel could do was watch as he saw him pick up his extra-large meal already picking on the fries. 

Every same way the rest of campus watched Axel as he waddled around campus, in awe of his skyrocketing weight gain, even his wardroom was failing to catch up.  His classmates had fought it was simply best to ignore it, as they saw Axel fail to squeeze into the row and the lecturer having to pull up an extra-large chair for him, and they knew better than to mention the pants they heard as he walked upstairs – red in the face. Some of them even remembered how attractive Axel had once been with his pretty face and toned body, a far cry from the Axel now sat in front of them with his swollen middle and plump face. Even his lectures were amazed to see how fat he had become – much larger than any staff on tenure, they had had a front-row look at piling weight gain. How he had gone from an in shape 20 sophomore to an overfed chubby junior to now an overweight obese senior. They saw how even Axel’s good looks were soon becoming unrecognisable to the fat he was piling onto himself, his eyes looked beady as fat swelled up around his face forming into a perfect circle as his cheeks plumped up  - even his once dominant chin was now circular as his double chins swallowed up his neck.

It was apparent that the boy was losing a battle to something, but he was top of the class so what else could be said, whenever they probed Axel to find a scrap of explanation nothing could be discovered. But from his classmates to lectures one good even argue that he was depressed as the smile that filled his face when he was stuffing it was undeniable. He was a lost cause to them, a cautionary tale to the fresh as to how important it was to watch your weight. They saw how out of breath he became from even walking a few steps and how his gut wobbled with every step, Axel had become a bit of a walking legend on campus due to his size. And by the time Spring arrived, almost everyone had heard about the pig that roamed the campus

As he stepped off the plane, Axel already broke into a sweat as the Houston heat hit him from the moment he left the air-conditioned plane. Heat regulation was becoming a losing battle to him as he held a fan to his sweaty pits, he tried to wave at the couple he was sitting next but they quickly looked the other way– what was their problem he thought as he slurped down on his xll coke.  3 weeks relaxing with Jake in Houston was just what he needed after a gruelling term of mid-terms and deadlines, and it seemed his eager boyfriend was also dying to catch up, from the moment he stepped into Jake’s modern studio – it was apparent that there was going to be a lot of sex over the next couple of weeks.

And when they say things were bigger in Texas, they weren’t lying and Jake when he was keeping his hands to himself was keen to show it, treating Axel to endless baragement of Texas’s best restaurants. 

“Now that what you all a portion’ Axel laughed as he and Jake dug in

And it didn’t stop there, even the people were bigger Axel felt like had come home, he fit right in like a pig on a farm. Fat people roamed Texas like cattle, no one shot weird looks when Jake and him walked together down the street, and no one was shocked when Axel's buttons burst at the restaurants it was perfect. Well not everyone it seemed that Jake’s office was one of the few respites in Texas for the college frat athletes. His co-workers were puzzled when Jake showed Axel off to them, and they kept their judgment whenever Axel was brought along.

“Can he even fit into that’

Axel heard when boarding a buggy at the golf course

‘How did Jake end up with that porker wasn’t he a D1 athlete’

He heard at the beach while Jake played volleyball

This combined with the relentless Houston heat and of course, how tiring all this touring of Houston had become meant the next time Jake offered to go out, Axel simply responded with

‘Baby why don’t we just stay in today and order some takeout’

And with that last word Jake’s frown turned upside down as he already was on the phone ordering food

It wasn’t long till they found themselves spending the rest of Axel’s inside in the air-con with food already on the way lounging in their underwear. Jake looked like he was a model clad in his Calvin’s his muscle all on display, he just went well with the modern look of the flat with straight lines and corners and of course, Axel soon realised that with a body more round than straight that he stood out like a sour thumb. 

And Axel knew there was only one way to level the playing field as he got Jake to order copious amounts of takeout – more than even Axel could finish leaving Jake having to finish all the leftovers. He made sure to start in such small amounts, as he shovelled an extra bite onto Jake’s plate which soon turned into an extra serving. And of course, Jake was so distracted by his piggy that he absentmindedly ate it all up, he didn’t notice how Axel always ordered his favourite cuisines or how Axel always started a movie whenever he was about to leave for the gym. It was so simple to Axel, to more his boyfriend would feed him, the more Axel fed him – and sure Axel should have felt a little bad about his actions, but it seemed that even Jake was partially enjoying it. Ordering more food than both could even stomach and cancelling plans before Axel even mentioned it, secretly Axel thought he was slowly rubbing off on Jake. Seeing all the delicious food Axel shovelled down was enough to make anyone’s mouth water especially when he made it look so tasty.  Jake was powerless, and Axel could see it, he saw it on his face when he bit down a chocolate éclair, he saw it in his hands and he reached other to gobble down the last spring roll and he saw it on his smile as he slept rubbing his bloated stomach. 

Unfortunately, Spring break was only temporary but it seemed the pair of them would be leaving with some permanent changes, 3 weeks of being paraded about like cattle and fed like one too left Axel once again bigger and bloated than ever, there wasn’t an inch of him that’s wasn’t fattened up even his digits had rounded out, looking like sausages as he tried to button up his shirt, and it wasn’t just Axel that had packed on some over spring break weight. 3 weeks of living with his supersized boyfriend had rubbed off on Jake in more ways than he expected, Axel could see the way his mouth watered when their fried chicken arrived, and he could see the effect his boyfriend’s newfound greed was having with the faintest bulge where Jake’s abs once were. Axel guessed that anyone even half-eating what he stuffed into himself was bound to quickly pack on some pounds, and he couldn’t help but wonder if it would stick as he kissed Jake goodbye and tasted Krispy Kreme on his breath.

Axel’s final term was proving to be one of the hardest yet, deadlines and exams loomed high over his head, and it seemed that his colossal greed had finally caught up to him. He couldn’t have guessed how much he was weighing now after a long library session and sat on his arse shovelling down snacks, but it was enough to make getting out of bed a challenge as he squirmed as he tried to roll over glued down by his fat. Not to mention how tiresome walking was becoming, the campus golf cart driver had long become a close friend. The 4mph buggy was faster than Axel would have ever managed at this size, even when he clambered into the back noticeably slowing it down.

However, did that stop Axel’s roaring appetite – never, it was too late for him. His body had become its own machine craving more and more food to feed itself, Axel was fighting a losing battle the more he ate the fatter he got, and the fatter he got the more he needed to eat. Combined with the stress of deadlines and the longing he had for Jake, was why the freshman stayed well clear of the pig in the canteen. Many people simply lost their appetite when they looked over at the hippo of a man greedily stuffing his face with arms the size of hams, piling more and more food into a flabby face only pausing to burp and wash it down with coke. Yes, it was well known how disgusting Axel had become, the spring heat and the hundreds of pounds of fat he carried created a strong musky stench that filled lifts and whatever small spaces he managed to fit into. Not to forget how dishelmed he looked, with food stains constantly on his clothes and a patchy beard filled with crumbs over his dimpled chins. Not helped by how even the new clothiers that he started the year now failed pathetically to cover his blubbery, sweats were littered with holes as elastic burst under the pressure of his young fat, t-shirts ripped in the pits as his arms fat rubbed against his shoulder fat. Even Tony thought he should say something, but it was apparent that Axel didn’t care, he didn’t care how he had outgrown his shower and now had to shower in the disabled bathroom or how his professors provided him with reinforced chairs for their ‘ample’ student. As long as the canteen trays were stacked with food the thought of his body aching as he climbed simple steps or how he could only feel his penis now never seemed a concern, he had bigger worries like exams and whether that pizza place still had that feed the family deal. 

It was only in May when the thought that he let his weight get too out of hand entered his mind, it had been such a normal day and Axel had just left the library and was beelining at the canteen when the scream of 

‘DUCK” filled the sky, and Axel turned to see a football flying straight to his head.

It had all happened so quickly, his reflexes had kicked in twisting to dodge the ball, but unfortunately, his quick movement was enough to throw off Axel’s centre of gravity as he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

And with that, he was stuck, no matter how much he twisted and heaved he just couldn’t hoist himself up, with every movement he felt his belly wiggle as it weighed him down – he was too weak to even get up. He couldn’t even see what was happening as his moobs blocked his views and his failing arms failed to lift him up.

It had taken 5 in shape men to hoist himself up, and as they tugged him up their muscles glistening in the sun and even breaking a sweat, Axel could only imagine the humiliation once he was on his feet. 

But instead, he was met with 

“You got to be more careful big guy’ they joked as they flicked up grass from his hair. 

“Damn you really gave us a proper workout out huh tubbs’ they continued as they walked Axel to the canteen. 

Only leaving him alone until he was sat down with a plate high with food, not knowing what to say. Was this a turning point for Axel, this was the most unathletic a guy could be not being able to lift themselves up, but deep down he knew he loved it. That feeling of being the big helpless guy needing to be recused by strong men, and as he waved to the men goodbye, he made sure not to leave a crumb of the food they paid for.  Why had he enjoyed that sensation of helplessness, and why had they been so kind to kind maybe it wasn’t just Jake who enjoyed his blimpness 

The final year of college had seemed to go on forever until it didn’t, one thing was certain though, it agreed with Axel’s size, sat in a chair so small that sounds of it squeaking could be heard throughout the entire hall as he wrote the exam. But just like that as he put down his pencil 4 years of college were over, and Axel knew just how to celebrate as he got the buggy to the canteen. 

With all the exams done, there was only one event left at college – the wrestling Togo party and a year later Axel was definitely a change man in more ways than one. If he thought, he had been big last year this year was the scale as Tony tried his hardest to squeeze Axel into the sheet.

Entering the party, it seemed everybody had been dying to see the full extent of Axel's obesity, as the lull of silence filled the air as he stepped through the patio doors. Of course, there was a lot to take in, every roll, every stretch mark, every vad of fat was on full display. He looked enormous, he was enormous, and as he waddled over every pound of fat was bulging out rubbing on passers-by as they squirmed away. 

“Wow Axel, we always fought you were a tank’ came the cocky voice of the boys that had helped him out the other day 

“I mean look at the size of you’ he went on, planting his two palms on either side of Axel’s abundant gut, and Axel could tell from the look in the boy’s eyes as he felt his warm wobble under his hands that he was hooked.

‘I.I.I.’ obvious the boys were speechless as he eyed every inch of Axel’s exposed frame. Axel could see his eyes trace his entire body from his plump cylinder calves up his ample behind wrapped tight in the sheath. To of course his hippo-like overhang and up to his disgustingly fat moobs, not to mention how his eyes lingered on his blimpy arms. But Axel was a taken man and although he could see the frat boy’s member harden, he knew this was better used else were

“Unfortunately for you, all this I of the market, I think him over there would be much more appreciative of your attention.

And the frat boy followed his stubby little arm as it pointed out to the second fattest guy in the room that night, Bailey. Leaving Axel front row seats as the beefcake of a man made his way away to what could only be described as a complete fat-arse. The years hadn’t been so kind to Bailey, his twink boy had been fattened up in every inch, all on display in his Togo. He looked as if he had eaten his past self with this doughy pot belly and tubby moobs, if it wasn’t for his perfect curly hair Axel doubted if he would have even recognised poor Bailey. However, as the frat boy whisked Bailey off into the night at least the snack table was left unattended as Axel waddled onwards to it.

“Coach wants a word’ was all Tony had said as he woke up hungover from his late-night binge at the party.

“Go or don’t go it no sweat off my back’ Tony finished, helping to lift Axel out of his bed.

It had been a year since he had last seen Coach, but as he called up the golf buggy it appeared his mind had already made up its mind.

“Come in Davidson”

And it was like it was like muscle remember but before he knew it, he was standing in front of the towering Coach, too nervous to make eye contact.

‘Well, well, well Davidson – l knew you wouldn’t disappoint” he said with a cruel smirk on his face 

“60 inch waist’

“400 lbs”

400lbs could he really be 400lbs, he of course couldn’t check for himself due to his fat expanse but what reason would Coach have to lie for. 400lbs that made him bigger than his dad, holy heck that made him bigger than anyone he had ever even known. Surely that number should have send a shiver down his fat back but it didn;t, he knew he should have worried about his health and lack of mobility – but he simply didn’t. Truthfully, he didn’t know what to think, however the only thing he did realise was that he would never be small again.

“Talk about a change’ Coach laughed, and Axel could see his hardening member in his pants – he wanted to act to leave but still after 2 years he knew he didn’t have the courage to

‘Strip’

But he didn’t halve out of principle, and halve beacuse without the help of Tony was quite physically impossible. 

“STRIP!!”

But still, he didn’t he wasn’t going to – enough was enough and thinking of Jake and everything else that happened over the last 2 years, his trance was broken and without saying a word he strolled out of Coach’s office while he barked orders and commands to him to turn back. But it had only taken Axel gaining 200 pounds to realise Coach was powerless over him as he entered the quad and felt the sun on his skin. – he deserved a treat, a savoury one.

Packing up his dorm, Axel could not help but reminisce from when he first moved in and how tiny he had been as he struggled to squeeze through the door. How lithe he had been as he failed to bend down and pick up some socks off the floor, and easily how energetic he had been as he had to call it quits after only 5 minutes of moving.

Luckily for him, the honking outside meant the cavalry had arrived – as he heard Jake's loud voice bantering with his old teammates.

After a long session of packing and then pausing when Jake's playful hands couldn’t help themselves from Axle’s tummy, Jake's truck was finally cramped how with all of Axel’s stuff. 

As Axel packed up his dorm he met Jake in a truck outside and they rode off to their new flat together, stopping off at a McDonald’s, and Axel couldn’t help but be a little surprised to see Jake accidently seen to order an extra-large meal for himself as well

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Coached Chapter 6

This time coming home from college for summer was different, Axel felt like he was at war with himself, for the first couple of days it was an unwavering cloud was looming over his head over his head. He didn’t know exactly what to tell his parents, so he decided it was best to say to them nothing, opting to lock himself away in his room firmly and only come down for meals – something which didn’t bode well with his mother. Who was used to being able to read her, threw herself into the one thinks she thought would break his mysterious gloom – her cooking. But as Axel failed even to pile his plate high, Mrs Davidson found herself to be quite stumped and it wasn’t as if Mr Davidson had any other tricks up his sleeves either.

This issue was that Axel didn’t know where to start, had Coach using him as a pawn in one of his twisted games and then there was Jake – his Jake where did he stand in all of this? When would Alex have clocked on to what Coach was doing if he ever did, and had he let himself already fall too far into Coach’s lies? It was obvious to him now that Coach was never going to let him join the team, he barely had the strength to do a push let alone enter a ring and fight – had Tony just been lucky or had he been smart enough to get drawn into Coach’s façade.

Yet the trickiest challenge Axel was now facing was coming from his own body, although he hadn’t seemed to lose his appetite amongst this mess, his glutton behaviour acting like a warm blanket in this mess, it filled the empty questions he had no answer, and it eased his mind whenever it got caught on how he let Coach destroy his body and fitness. But had he destroyed his body? he hadn’t enjoyed it so much even when he was stick thin but now being the opposite of thin and with this web of lies, he didn’t know how to feel. He was fat – there was no hiding that, he was large and solid, and he knew he enjoyed how he felt it in then when he was skinny.

So, in all this Axel found himself still lost and moping, until finally it appeared Mrs Davidson had had enough. 

“That’s does it Axel, I’ve had it

“Huh,’ he turned his head reluctantly from the TV screen to face a stern look from his mother.

“I am not going to have to you moping about this entire summer, get up and go have a shower you have a job interview in an hour

And after 2 weeks planted inside even Axel knew she was right, and that it was finally time to get up and turn off the tv.

‘See that wasn’t so bad was it’ his mum said later after picking Axel and his dad up from work, it seemed that the only place that had been hiring had been his dad’s company. But luckily for Axel, it appeared that there was no vacancy in the quarry where his dad spent most of the day labouring about, instead all that was on offer was an office temp job.

“Ah it’s going to be nice having my two boys working together - now who’s ready for dinner” his mum laughed as his dad turned around to pat him on the knee. 

“Trust me, son, you’re going enjoy every second of it - you and me are going to have one hell of a summer’. 

Leaving Axel to try and muster up a smile, as the memory of Jake telling him how he and his family were vacationing in Mexico for the summer entered his head 

“Ah look at my boys’ his mum gleamed on his first day snapping a picture “Each one more handsome than the other, you’ve really taken after your father haven’t you, Axel’ his mother laughed as she passed them their pack lunch ‘sure got his appetite’

Standing next to him, she wasn’t far wrong it seemed that the last term of college had gone a long way to catch him up to his father’s size. Leaving him still questioning how he truly felt about his dramatic weight gain

“I see you at lunch then Axel’ his dad said as he dropped Axel off at the office.

To begin with, the first couple of hours had been mind-numbingly boring with all the introductions, but as the training wheels came off – it seemed that this office job wasn’t going to be that bad, especially with his cushiony chair and ample snacks to graze upon maybe he wasn’t going to mind office life.

As the weeks passed Axel quickly found himself to rather enjoy his office work, a notable highlight of his day being, when he went down to the quarry and had lunch with his old man. Here it seemed that even his giant of a father wasn’t that giant compared to the rest of his co-workers, each one larger than the next, all of whom Mr Davidson proudly showed him off too

“Yes, here’s my boy, the first one in the family to go to college he would proudly say

Which was often followed even by the subsequent nods and pats on the back, but the odd comments about his size were what really pleased Axel. 

“You’re really grown up to look just like your old man”. 

“’ Bruce, nice to see your son finally packing on some meat to his bones

It seemed that Axel’s well-fed frame agreed with the rest of his dad's blue-collar workers, Axel's stocky build appearing to be a sign of manhood and coming to age. And it wasn’t just the quarry that agreed, up in the office, Axel fit like a glove amongst the team, well apart from the fact that most of them weren’t a day younger than 50. This soon appeared to work in Axel’s favour as it seemed his bare-bones tech skills were like gold dust compared to the rest of the team – who it seemed had just perfected the art of the fax. No, it wasn’t long till Axel’s temp responsibilities grew as he whizzed around the office floor in his chair helping old ladies reset their computers and link the printer up.

‘Such a handsome son you have Bruce’ the older ladies chuckled as his dad picked him up.

“Nice and big’ one said placing a hand on Axel’s pudgy arm as he left to go home. 

“Gee it’s all Clara’s cooking – this one eats like a bull’ His dad joked as the rest of the team broke out into laughter. 

Axel didn’t know when or how, but the doubt he had found under Coach’s lies had seemed to slip from his mind like butter as the weeks rolled by at work, he felt proud of himself to be part of the team and like they said looking the part. He was fat and he was happy – he thought as he buttoned up his work shirt around his abundant gut and pulled up his chinos over his voluptuous thighs and curvaceous pump. It didn’t matter how well-endowered his chest was becoming as his pecs continued to pump up or how his neck was slowly disappearing under its stubby fat. He was a corn-fed middle American he had no purpose in being skinny and slim, not the bigger the better he thought. Especially after all he was just taking after his father, day by day, they mirrored each other, every day in his dad's truck their round guts bellowed out in front of them, and their wide meaty thighs spread out on the bench. And when they made an entrance for themselves as they waddled into work, he was happy to be like his father – he was sure of it. After all, they were quite similar, from the way they both wolfed down his mother’s cooking to the sneaky look they both shared when they knew lunch hadn’t filled them up and snuck off to get some fast food before heading back to work. 

And this wasn’t the only extra food Axel was sneaking into his day, after saving many files from being lost, his co-workers knew the best way to reward him – with fresh baked goods. Some days it would be trays of brownies or a dozen chocolate chipped cakes and others they would surprise him with a box of Krispy Kreme doughnuts. At first, Axel tried to gracefully decline it like his mother would have told him, but it wasn’t long till he was getting up to pick up a piece from the common room every couple of minutes until he finally gave in and just picked it all up and carried all the delectable goods to his desk.

“My Axel what an appetite you have, my son never finishes my cooking’ 

“Mph mph, what can I say’ Axel got out swallowing the last piece of chocolate cake Mrs Apple had brought – and licking his finger clean 

“Why Axel what a good boy you are’ she responded wiping away the chocolate from his mouth 

But it seemed that coming to terms with his newfound weight wasn’t all downhill, after finally breaking his isolation, Axel's drastic weight gain had quickly become local gossip, leading to him finally getting to the last hurdle – catching up with his old track team.

“Why look you finally decided to show up’ called out his old track team captain as he entered the bar. Clad in his already tight work attire which was starting to leave nothing to the imagination, Axel felt all his old trim friends take in his well-nourished body.

‘Seems like you’ve taken all our freshman 15s for us – big guy’ they laughed.

Big guy – he liked that Axel thought as he squeezed into the booth his gut trapping him in between the table. Compared to the rest of them he stood out like a sour thumb, he felt like a pig on market day as he saw their skinny faces turn towards his much bigger self. But even with his sweaty marks that drenched his plump arm-pits or the way he easily filled out half the booth with his ample frame, Axel wasn’t embarrassed at all, he was proud of his obesity and no one was going to tell him different. And it seemed that the rest of this team quickly caught on as he laughed at their fat jokes, blew up their cheeks and giggled his gut, causing their jokes to quickly dry up instead now fuelled with curiosity they wanted to know more about making their old teammate into a porker. 

‘So Axel’s what it like you now to be so big’

“yh you how does it feel’ his mates turned to him 

‘ha ‘All Axel could laugh as he ordered a round of wings for the table, it seemed that his fattening was something that his trim-framed old running team knew nothing about – so he gave them the best answer he knew he could do,  as he ordered another round of wings than another than another. All night he ordered more and more, his old team even getting in a couple of rounds as well, and he ate with no regret. Piggishly, scoffing down more and more, while his hand dribbled in the sticky sauce as his work shirt became fiddled with stains. He was a fatty, to his core and he needed to show them how each pound of fat he had packed on had come from. And as last orders were called, even he knew he had done a good job as the conversation died and the team simply watched as he greedily sucked bones dry and swallowed them down with beer

“Damn Axel, you’ve really changed’ his captain said as they lowered a drunken bloated Axel into his taxi. 

“What can I – Burpppppppp – Say’ Axel sheepishly responded licking his fingers clean 

Leaving then standing there, impressed more than anything as his taxi drove off into the night 

As summer rolled past Axel grew to really agree with office life, he enjoyed the sedentary cushy job where there was endless access to snacks, the odd office pizza parties to celebrate quota being met and especially the time he got to spend with his dad. And it seemed it wasn’t just his head that seemed to be agreeing with the job, but also his waist, the shirts he had worn his first couple of weeks were now struggling to button up across his well-fed gut, not to mention how their collars were suffocating his thicker neck and arms. It had also only been last week when his chinos had split up his crack when he reached over to bend over, exposing his giant white underwear to the rest of the office.

‘Mum, I have nothing to wear for work’ he finally admitted as the buttons of his largest shirt pinged off and hit his mirror.

“Just go wear some of your dad shirts’

Accepting defeat, he trotted over to his dad's wardrobe expecting to find an old shirt he could fit into, surprising himself when he figured out that he had already made his way through all his dad’s old shirts and now had to pull one out from his regular rotation. And it seemed that his one giant of dad wasn’t that much bigger than him now, as the shirt fit him perfectly, just right around his tubby neck and lardy arms, and especially around his rotund gut. Was he really his dad’s size, getting ahead of himself, he reached over to one of his dad’s work pants, but he was met with disappointment as they cleanly slipped down to the floor, he guessed it would have been too tight chino then.

“Hey, that’s my shirt’ his dad chuckled as Axel hoisted himself up to the truck which rocked under his weight.

“What can I say gleamed Axel back, not even recognising his smile in the windshield mirror, under all the fat that had piled onto his face

“That’s my boy, know don’t you mother but fancy a quick breakfast trip’, his dad said slyly as they pulled out, and before Axel could even fluff out all the crumbs from the pancakes they had just eaten, his dad was already turning into the driveway making hastily try to find the correct menu in the glove box as his dad began their order. 

‘Why Axel you are a smart one aren’t you’ Mrs Apple said as Axel happily found her computer's lost files. 

“And a handsome one if I do say so myself’ she finished leaving Axel blushing as he wiped away the doughnut crumbs from his mouth. 

“How come we never see you with a pretty girl wrapped around your arm’ she chuckled as he rolled himself away in his chair. 

To be true, Axel had tried to see what his hometown gay scene was like, even spending the night over at a couple of guys' houses but it seemed that nobody truly thrilled him as much as Jake had done, but after 2 months of no contact he knew easily how to get rid of these feeling as he stuffed enough doughnut down his throat.

To be truthful, the disdain he had accrued for Coach, had faded as summer passed – sure he didn’t like the idea of being used but as he felt his chair strain under his weight as he plopped another slice of cake into his mouth, he couldn’t argue with the results. 

In the final couple of weeks of summer, Mrs Davidson keen with herself after getting her son out of his slump decided it was best that her son had some time to rest up before heading back to his final year. And although Axel had thoroughly enjoyed his time at his dad’s work, a couple of weeks of bliss did sound quite nice. Luckily for him, it seemed the rest of the office also decided it was best to send Axel back off into the world – not without throwing him their biggest farewell party ever first. Each office lady knew the best way to send him off, all bringing in their signature dish and making sure to serve Axel a hearty serving as he made his goodbyes, leaving him a plate filled to the brim with hours and a sour cheek from all the pinching. In the beginning, it was like heaven, creamy mashed potatoes, cheesy mac cheeses, layers upon layers of lasagnes. He greedily ate it all up but as the dishes kept piling on he felt the sweat cover his forehead as he retired to his faithful desk chair, not even halfway through. But when he looked at all the faces of his co-workers, he couldn’t say no to them as they continued to plop their food onto his plate. By the end of it, Axel felt like he had pigged out more than he had ever done, as he leaned back in his chair, hearing it groan under his bloated frame. He was stuffed, he could barely breathe – having to untie his tie and button his shirt, leaving him in his undershirt that was now even rolling up at the bottom exposing his doughy gut.

“Ah aren’t you a good boy Axel’ they thanked him for clearing up all their plates ‘But we all know about your sweet tooth’ they chuckled as Mrs Apple wheeled out a show-stopping chocolate cake 

Panting now as he tried to sit himself up as cake approached, Axel felt like he couldn’t eat another bite, but as the closer it got the stronger its rich chocolaty smell started to take over him as his lips licked themselves eagerly. 

“Oh well what harm can slice do’ Axel said smiling up to his old workers, his face creasing from its own fat, with sweat lining its folds. 

“That’s a good boy’ they said as they handed him a hearty slice, it was delicious – scrumptious even and despite his best judgement he couldn’t help but ask for another and then another and then another.

“My Axel – you flatter us’ the workers giggled as Axel reached over for more and more, even though he was well past his limit even Axel couldn’t stop – he didn’t care how his vest was growing tighter and tighter or how chocolate now smeared his face and mixed his sweat. It just tasted too damn good to put down – too rich too chocolatey – he just couldn’t help himself; he was a slave to the cake. He didn’t stop not even when a button popped off his pants allowing his blubbery gut to roll forward, or when his breathing turned into a soft pant – his eyes were stuck on the last slice. 

“Atta boy – Axel’ they said as they handed him the final slice. 

It only took his greedy mouth 3 bites to finish it, proudly he gleamed as he leaned back in his chair, bloated beyond recognition as his gut stuck out covered in crumbs. He felt enormous, glued down by his own weight he didn’t think he was even able to stand up – so surprised with his own greed a smile lit up his face as he licked his fingers clean.  But it seemed that even his trusty chair was surprised. As it creaked and squeaked under his own weight until finally a loud crack could be heard – leaving Axel planting straight onto his padded round rear. He didn’t even think to be embarrassed as the room quickly turned to laughter and 6 ladies were needed to hoist him back up to his feet.

“That’s our Axel’ he heard as he walked out the doors for the last time rubbing his sore bum. 

With work coming to a halt, Axel was free to enjoy his final weeks of peace doing exactly what he loved, lazing about on the couch in his underwear watching TV and stroking his fat as he filled his face with sweats. However, it appeared that today was already off to a rough start as a loud knock could be heard on the door, with both his parents out and the knocking growing louder and more powerful. Begrudgingly Axel hoisted himself off the couch – leaving behind a massive imprint in his wake, and as he lumbered over to the door, he tried his best to look presentable 

as he wiped away crumbs from his mouth and put on a robe to cover his half-naked body

“All right all right - I’m coming Axel called out as he opened the door 

The first thing he saw was that charming smile before his legs nearly gave way as he took in the rest of the tall blonde muscular stranger at the door 

‘Woah steady on’ Jake called out stepping in to catch him 

‘Jake … What .. What .are you doing here’ was all Axel managed to put together 

‘You are my Axel, are one tough cookie to found’ Jake charismatically went on ‘It was only last week when Tony finally told me your address after I threatened to tell his girlfriend about his love for certain peg - ha’

Axel was startled it had been months since he had seen the handsome face in front of him- he thought he was over him but as he felt his face flushing and his heartbeat racing, he knew he had been far wrong

“Look I’m going to be straight - I’m sorry about Coach, about last year about everything’ Jake spat out quickly 

But the only thing Axel could even mumble to say was ‘What about … Bailey - I.. I saw him leaving your room that night 

“Who ?!, oh that Bailey, that little twerp was obsessed with me that night following me around - I think he even told my quarterback’

“But he was in your room in the morning’

“Well darn if I knew about that’ Jake responded with his southern twang melting Axel's heart ‘ After you stormed out on me, I went straight to Coach’s house that night and quit the team - although I had just graduated it was the principle you know anyway somewhere but somehow I ended up lost in a field till sunrise’ Jake went on, looking at Axel's perplexed face before finally connecting the dots. 

“Wait. Wait you thought I slept with that twig, Oh come on pretty boy, since the moment we first kissed I haven’t even thought about another, hand on my heart.

‘Oh, I .. “Axel was left speechless. 

‘Now come on’ Jake finished moving in and consuming Axel in a deep kiss, Axel was so torn he didn’t know what to think but as he felt Jake’s hot tongue down his throat and felt the strong imprint of his cock onto his stomach he knew he couldn’t hold out for much longer.

The pair of them moved widely from the front door as they bashed around the house too engrossed in kissing to see where they were going as Axel blindly led Jake to his room. He had missed the touch of Luke song calloused hands as he pinned Axel down and explored his body with his mouth, gliding over his body’s fat like it was dough.

“Been waiting for this for a long time for this’ Jake smirked as he tore off Axel’s underwear. 

“My, my, my looks like someone’s been keeping their mouth full’, he said as he took in Axel’s much bigger body.

Axel couldn’t even muster anything to say, too occupied with moaning as Jake slipped his mouth around his cock, one of his hands firmly kneading his underbelly and the other grinding itself into a fold of fat under his moobs.

It didn’t take long for Axel to climax, but it was apparent that Jake wasn’t done there – like a beast locked away for too long. He used his strong arms to quickly flip Axel over unto his stomach as he ploughed into his swollen arse. 

And just as the whole room was shaking, in between moans Jake grunted out 

“You all mine Axel – now and always’

Until he finally collapsed under Axel’s gigantic rear his abs rubbing against Axel’s fat.

It was like nothing had happened as they made pillow talk, with Jake lying across Axel dazed and exhausted. 

“Axel, I want you to know, that you could lose all this weight and I’ll still be deeply mad over you’ Jake chuckled as he mapped the mountainous gut that laid next to him.

‘Well, you’re never to have to worry about that’ Axel laughed 

Causing Jake’s handsome face to turn to him as he says it 

‘Oh really, what about the opposite then’

“I guess you will just have to wait and find out 

Ending it there, as he heard his mum’s keys in the door, and soon realised the long story he had to now tell.

“Bye mum see you for Thanksgiving’ Axel said kissing his parents goodbye, Jake was already in the taxi with their suitcases. 

“You take care of yourself – and that Jake make sure he eats all his food’ his mum laughed as the dad waved them goodbye. The story didn’t appear to need to be that long, both his parents had known since he begged for Madonna tickets for his 10th bd and therefore weren’t as fazed by it. Instead, when he told them his mum had seemed more interested in the handsome young man that was sat next to Axel as he told his story, especially when he told him his plan to go take Axel to visit his family who were currently vacationing now in the Caribbean.

Flying had quickly turned into a choir for Axel since coach, the too-small chairs the tiny portion sizes not to mention the toilet that he was starting to get too big for. But with Jake by his side it appeared the man had thought of everything from upgrading their seats to business to providing his boyfriends with the space he needed to make sure he packed ample snacks in his carry, Jake made sure to care for Axel just the way he deserved and it didn’t stop there. Throughout the holiday he doted on his boyfriend, always refilling his plate for him, readjusting his shade and happily reapplying sun-scream over his fat lover's back. And Axel loved it, especially when he saw the look of disgust he got from all the twinks on the beach as he rolled up in a speedo disappearing under his fat, turned to jealous as his ripped beautiful boyfriend came over plates high with hot dogs and burgers for him. 

‘Wow Axel, you’ve got our boy on the rocks’ Jake’s dad laughed as Jake left to go refill his plate. 

‘Ha what I can say – he knows what he likes’ Axel chuckled, it seemed he quickly grown quite close to Jake’s family – Jake’s dad an old wrestler turned big guy himself had an appetite that even riveled Axels so was happy with the extra competition. And Jake’s younger sisters were more than happy to have someone to gossip about Jake with behind and in front of him. The only person he had budded up with was Jake’s retired model step-mum, who made her disdain for Axel’s size quite apparent since day 1.  But as Jake himself didn’t seem to hold her to much regard himself – Axel saw nothing of it 

“Oh look who it – Lover boy were your ears burning’

“Oh stop it Dad’ Jake laughed planting Axel’s plate in Infront of him and placing a kiss on his sweaty head.

For 2 weeks the two of them were inseparable, making the most of their time before Axel went back to college and Jake to Houston to work at his dad’s firm. They did everything the all-inclusive resit had to offer, which appeared to mainly revolve around food. Day in and day out Axel would wake up to Jake supplying him with food, entering a perpetual state of bloatedness as the days wore on and the food showed no way of stopping. While Jake went to the gym with his dad and surfed with his sisters Axel’s stayed put chowing down on whatever was left for him. By the end of the week, he felt enormous, his pink burnt skin was taunt as he  sunbathed, his gut blocking his entire view of the beach. He was firmly anchored down and happy, he didn’t care how all the shirts he had brought were now struggling to button up or how his swimwear was struggling to keep up, no all he cared about was the smile Jake made going down on him. 

‘How much do you think you weigh now’ Jake chuckled as they sat there in the nude. 

“Well I have no idea Axel beamed back 

“Good thing I found a scale in the bathroom then’

And as Jake hoisted Axel up, his muscled bugling under the weight, Axel felt his dick harden under his fat as he imagined the number now. 

“Little help’ Axel said his gut even larger now than before completely eclipsed his view. 

‘Any time’ Jake said slapping Axel’s exposed fat

“Wow wow wow, you’ve really outdone yourself here – 286lbs’

“What no way’ Axel said desperately tyring to see but failing as his fat wouldn’t buckle’

“That’s. that’s must be over 100 pounds than I was last year’ 

“Correction 100lbs of fat, and it’s all mine’ Jake said pouncing on Axel

“just you wait till the next 100lbs then the next’ smirked Jake as he grabbed Axel by the rear and started pounding away 

100lbs fatter in just one year, Axel couldn’t believe it as he packed up their suite, while Jake showered in the nude on the balcony. As he bent over to pick some disregarded clothes he almost struggled to get back up as his belly weighed him done. But as he looked into the mirror the wasn’t an ounce of regret as he saw the way his body bulged out, he was big no denying sure he was packing on more chub than anything else but as he stepped into the shower and felt Jakes strong hands carses and wash over him he wouldn’t have it any way else.

And ss they said their goodbyes at the Airport, with Axel flying to college and Jake back home to Houston, 286lbs Axel waved bye to  Jake's planes before heading to his terminal excited and eager for this last year of college not before quickly stopping by KFC for a quick snack. 

To be continued in the final chapter 

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Coached Chapter 5

As spring term resumed - it was a surprise to no one that Axel’s growth had shown no sign of slowing down, but as Coach had delicately whisked away his fears even Axel didn’t give it much thought as he continued his hoggish stampede of eating. Each bit he shovelled down brought him one step closer to Coach he thought, as he pigged out greedily on pizza and it was like Coach said ‘It was just mass’ he needed not to worry he smirked while he devoured another whole pizza happy in his idle bliss.

“Hey Pretty boy, Wake up!’  a deep southern voice called out to him in his sleep.

Waking up to Jake’s gorgeous smile was enough to break the grogginess Axel typically felt after finishing a gruelling day of university followed by an insatiable hunger-filled binge

“Hey pretty boy, wanna go for a run - remember that?’ Jake chuckled sincerely.

Axel didn’t even know what to say, here was the most popular guy in the frat wanting to go on a run with him but before he could let his beating heart blindingly lead him, Axel quickly reminded himself he hadn’t even thought about running since last summer. 

‘Oh come on’ Jake persisted making Axel’s mind up for him - grabbing his arm and hoisting him up. 

“Man, you are packing it on huh’ Jake laughed in his unique southern chuckle. 

What was he to do, the thought of running seemed so foreign now, but Axel was blind to this, led only by the pounding of his heart in his ears that seemed to always come with Jake's touch, he thought a couple of laps wasn’t going to hurt.  Now made up on the running Axel quickly realised he now had a new challenge - finding something to wear.

10 minutes later he returned to meet Jake eagerly stretching. 

“My my, what a sight’

“Hey, it was all I could find that fit’ Axel joked back, as he tried to fix his tight exercise clothes, his thighs tight in some old gym shorts leaving his round middle overflowing out and his chubby pot belly free to the elements as Tony's old workout tops failed to cover its size. 

“Nonsense you look as pretty as a peach, pretty boy’ Jake chucked as Axel walked past him, his ample rear on display in his too-tight shorts ’Anyways I’ve been dying to run with the runner’. 

And with that, he sped off leaving Axel stood there quickly trying to re-call his old pre-run routine, not even notching  as his stretching fully exposed his porker frame as he reached for the sky.

“Wait up!!’ He called out, now seeing Jake was now already down the street, absentmindedly deciding to break out into a sprint to catch up to - only it didn’t last long as by the time he had ran the few yards to catch up to Jake , the months of his gluttonous hedonism had caught up to him. 

‘Ah finally you ready Axel”

“Yh …. I … “but before Axel could finish his sentence, he found himself overcome with a deep call form his lungs, which quickly turned into an unstoppably panting fit, and it wasn’t just his lungs - now his calves were burning, and his chest felt tighter and tighter as he gasped for air. Soon he felt his whole body broke out into  a sweat and finally exhausted for energy, he just couldn’t stand up no more as he felt his heavy body bring him crashing down to the ground. 

Assessing the situation Jake decided it was best to finish the run and leave Axel to catch his breath - obvious to him now, how far he had fallen from his prime. 

It had only been a couple of strides, but Axel was in hell, the whole world was spinning as he let his blubbery frame spread out on the sidewalk while he tried his hardest to catch his breath. 

“Hey what happened there …. pretty boy’ 

Axel heard sometime later - now resting on a park bench, coming from a sweaty red Jake who had now finished his run. 

“I don’t .. know’ Axel said having finally caught his breath. 

And the two sat there while Jake now the one panting caught his breath, secretly getting a look at the wad of fat poking out from Axel’s ridden-up shirt,

“I guess you're the one panting now’ Axel chuckled. 

“Ha … you got me there ….” Jake responded flanking his gorgeous smile to Axel, that completely blanked Axel’s mind on his past tempt of running.

Their silence was broken a bit later now by a rumbling coming from Axel’s stomach. 

‘I guess that running caused me to pick up an appetite’ he nervously said trying to cover it. 

“Yh, I guess that tank needs some fuel’ Jake beamed back ‘come on let's go feed that tank’ once again hoisting Axel up from the bench. 

And as they walked over to the canteen, it seemed that Axel's stomach had now become a mixture of hunger pangs and butterflies.

“Man, you can really pack it in,” Jake said surprised as Axel finished his second plate “Here finish mine’ he went on as he passed Axel his leftovers.

“Damn Coach’s really done some work on you huh’ Jake said later as Axel scoffed down his plate. 

“Huh’

‘Oh, never mind’. 

‘Oh yh, Coach’s has me eating like a cow, but it’ll be worth it when I’m on the team with you’.

“I..” but Jake caught himself before he finished his sentence passing Axel a napkin to clean the sauce around his mouth. 

As the two walked back to the frat, the conversation flowed like fine wine as Jake told Axel how excited he was to graduate and work in Houston in the fall and Axel told Jake how he was just planning just to see where life took him. 

But as they got back to the frat Jake abruptly paused  

“Hey Axel now don’t go and throw a hissy fit but to be truthful I have to tell you something’ Jake finally said after appearing to have made up his mind, What could it be ? had Jake been so embarrassed from his run he was going to get Axel kicked off the team 

“Listen” Axel burst out “I just haven’t run in a while it’s just Coach orders that’s all.

“Ahh’ Jake stalled “No it's not that but” finally coming clear “As I’m in charge of this frat one of your lecturers reached out to me.

Axel was frozen. 

“He says you’ve been skipping lectures and are on track to fail the year’.

‘What ‘Axel peeped, now even more embarrassed in front of Jake.

“Hey Hey Hey, don’t go all panicky on me don’t you worry - 4.0 Jake is here to save you, I’ve offered to provide some tutoring - sure Professors giving some extra credit but I do honestly want to help’ Jake said taking charge of the situation.  

‘What?”  was all Axel could think to say as they made their way to Jake’s room ‘are you sure’?

“Yh yh, don’t go worrying a pretty hair on your head ’ Jake said sitting Axel down in his chair and flicking off some bread crumbs that were wedged between Axel's moobs and gut 

“Surely there’s something I can do to repay you ‘

“Oh yh” Jake chuckled donning his classic smirk “I’m sure I can think of something, now close your eyes.

Axel eagerly did as he was told, and as he was sat there, he was certain he could hear the faint sound of Jake’s shorts being pulled down. 

“You can open them” Jake finally said, introducing Axel to his hard 7-inch member ‘And open wide’.

As Axel left his room sometime later Jake was certain he could hear the faint sound of Tony ordering some pizza downstairs, leaving him rock hard at the thought of Axel stuffing his face with greasy takeout. Mike had been right, fat girls do give the best head and he guessed that rule wasn’t gender-locked, Jake continued to think as he cleaned out his room. In a way he felt bad for Axel, he could barely even run a couple of yards but that wasn’t his doing, that was Coach’s - sure he should probably tell Axel how quickly Coach will get bored of him next year when he finds a recruit but that would cause more harm than good.  He would just have to leave Axel on the convey belt to morbid obesity, which he guessed wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. 

But it was more than that, Jake thought it had now been months since he has gotten with anyone, Axel was occupying his mind and wasn’t leaving, he couldn’t get enough of how Axel now tits had bigger than any other girl he had ever gotten with, or how Axel pretty face was ballooning everyday rounder and rounder as it melted under the fat, he kept feeding himself. But the think that really kept him hooked was Axel's fattest part - his gut, seeing it today squeezed into a top that he would have been swimming in last September now suffocating in its fat was too much. So sure, when Axel’s lecturer had suggested that idea of tutoring Jake had jumped on it - anything to get closer to Axel's fatty expansion, and it didn’t help that the pair of them had some good chat, and beside Jake knew he was generally trying to help Axel so was it really that bad of he had is own jumbo-sized fun on the side. 

Since their encounter Axel felt like a moth being drawn to the flame that was Jake Baker, he felt like every other girl but at least he knew how good Jake tasted. But despite his constant pining for Jake, he made sure not to get last in his deep blue eyes while he tutored him. A fire had been lit under his arse - he couldn’t fail college he would be a laughingstock, especially to Jake. No, he had to pass whether it meant study sessions that lasted all day and night, which turned out not to be that hard especially since Jake often offered to stay there late with him, and the best part was what happened after the library. Always after a gruelling session of their legs crossing under the desk, Jake would recommend they grab some fuel at the late diner often even paying for Axle share, sometimes even not touching his food happy for Axel greedily devour several portions and then was Axel felt too bloated to move he would go back to Jake's car where he was always happy to show Jake how thankful he was. 

It was perfect no matter how short it was going to be for Axel knew Jake was graduating this year, but he didn’t care. Nor did he care that his weight was continuing to rocket, all the time he spent using his brain meant even more fuel needed - as Jake put it. 

“240 pounds Davidson wow wow’ Coach seemed to squeal as Axel stood there naked oblivious now to Coach’s eager examinations, instead thinking about the gorgeous twink that had left Coach’s office when he arrived. 

“Hey Coach, who was that person who was here before’

Halting Coach's train of speech 

“Oh Bailey, he’s just a recruit for next year - don’t you worry about him’

“Oh, I can’t wait to play with him then on the ring ’.

“Yes yes speaking of Davidson, those shakes I gave you at the start how much did I start you on

“Oh hmm’ Axel thought ‘one a day but then you moved me to 3 times a day after Halloween’.

“Oh’ Coach said writing it down. 

“Anything to note’

“What Coach, Oh no there were delicious though’ ha Axel laughed his fat rippling as he did so 

After that day, it seemed that Coach appeared too busy for their routine meetings, cancelling all his office hours till the fall of next year, and to be honest, Axel didn’t seem to mind as much as he thought he would. He couldn’t deny how cold and distant Coach’s touch had become, especially when he remembered the warm embrace of Jake. Axel knew he was being foolish but with the amount of time they were spending together, he found himself falling deep under the spell that was Jake Baker. From his southern twang in his voice to his gorgeous smile, and especially his unprecedented strength he had - Axel was falling deeper and deeper for Jake. 

He didn’t even notice when his contact hours with Coach fell to 0, he was too enthralled with Jake and their library session, but yet even without Coach’s regimen it seemed that his constant stuffing of food and become like a second nature to him. Even when he missed a single meal his hanger pangs made sure to stop him in his tracks and guide him to the canteen, food had quickly become a new comfort as his final exam loomed closer and closer. He ate blindly while he was studying, constantly gazing at food absentmindedly with Jake happily refilled his stores when he got low.

“How much do you weigh now’ Jake said as he lifted himself up from his bed after emptying his load into Axel. 

“Oh, I don’t know - 240lbs maybe since I last weighed myself maybe’.

“Damn that around about my weight’ Jake said flexing his muscles in his nude. 

“Ha, why do you think I weigh more than you’ Axel chuckled – partially distracted to the gun show Jake was putting on for him. 

“Only one way to find out’ Jake smirked as he pulled out a scale, both hardened despite their recent sex. 

“240 of pure muscle’ Jake said bouncing off “Your turn’.

“Uhm.” 

“What?”

“I can’t see the scale’ Axel chuckled, his gut blocking his view, all he could see was the vast expanse of his gut he tried to fold away his fat, but it just bellowed over and blocked his view. 

“Ha, let me’ Jake said “Wow wow wow’

“What!!” Axle pleaded blindly. 

“Oh nothing’ Jake chuckled coming up behind him and wrapping his muscled arm around Axel's expansive stomach “Just that all this is 250lbs of pure love’ he teased. 

“Ha’

“It seems like someone happy to hear the news Jake continued, finding Axel's boner under his underbelly – causing a moan to escape form Axel’s mouth. 

“You’re so big, and all are mine’ Jake now said seductively “They’ll have to pry my hands off you’ he said as he massaged Axel’s hippo sized frame. 

The next morning, Axel bid goodbye to Jake as he had already finished term a couple of weeks ago leaving his parents starting to question why he was spending so much time at college. 

“I’ll see you in a fortnight, after your exam’ he said as he drove off leaving Axel behind with the faint reminder of Jake's warm touch from the night before.

The following weeks were gruelling, without Jake the library was hell, but Axel knew he couldn’t let Jake down, as he bit down on his chocolate bar and opened his textbook. When the day finally came the weeks leading up to it felt like a blur, the lazy days of spring that long since been replaced with long shifts in the library with only food for company, and although Jake had only been gone for a week or 2 Axel didn’t even realise, he could miss him so much. From the jokes they shared when Axle got a question wrong to the way, to the way Jake’s hand roamed his body when they were alone in his room. He had missed Jakes's golden curtains and his dazzling smile not to mention the rock-hardness of his cock whenever they embraced.  But that was neither here nor now, all Axel needed to do now was focus on the exam and not mess it up.

The exam had left a lukewarm feeling in his mouth, he could just hope it would be another to pass, and luckily for him when he left the exam hall his grumbling stomach quickly took his mind off the exam and instead now on what to eat. But even as he stuffed his face with creamy Mac n cheese his mind was elsewhere, now fixed on the thought of seeing Jake at the frat annual end-of-year toga party, causing him to absent-mindedly finish   another serving of Mac n cheese while his mind dwindled on seeing Jake in a toga.

‘That does it’s’ finished Tony as he finished tying up Axel’s toga around him. 

“Hey, we look quite similar don’t you think’ he chuckled as he returned to fix his toga. 

Looking at Tony now, Axel couldn’t deny the similarity between the pair of them in the way their togas fit them, the way Tony’s gut bellowed out was undeniable the same way Axel’s did, the way both their pectoral fat was squeezed at either side of the sheath that was tightly wrapped around their moobs. Yes, they made quite a pair of over-sized frat boys.

“Damn I think your spare tire is almost bigger than mine’ Tony pointed out as he slapped Axel’s wobbly paunch.

“You think??’

“Yh almost’’ Tony replied not seeing Axel growing boner in his sheath.

“I always knew you had it in you, you were such a twig when you first came’ Tony chuckled “Now look at you a proper man!’ Tony said as he left to go join the party downstairs, leaving Axel alone. 

Looking in the mirror Axel couldn’t deny how manly he left, he looked larger than life, round and solid he thought as slapped his gut, no-one would call him a stick now, he was wide proper just like his dad. Staring in the mirror he was surprised to see how familiar their faces were, now that his face was fuller and rounder especially with his plump neck, his mother had been right he was nearly the spitting image of his dad now. 

Seeing a chocolate bar on the floor he heaved down to get it, mistakenly not realising how tight his sheath had restricted his already limited mobility, causing him to nearly fall face first to the floor as his centre of gravity went lopsided. Luckily though he was able to catch himself with  his arms but despite their size it appeared they lacked the strength needed to hold him, and it wasn’t long till even they gave out causing him to fall face first to the floor, thankfully it seemed his plump belly was enough to pad his, leaving him only needed  to roll over and hoist himself on a nearby chair,  chocolate bar in hand. Halve out of breath and halve devouring his chocolate bar Axel paid the situation no mind as he made his way down to the party eager to see Jake.

The party was a success it seemed, Axel thought as the night progressed and the number of beers in his hands increased, beer kegs had been tapped and even in the upstairs toilet, the booming sound of speakers couldn’t be escaped. But as the night passed there had been no sight of Jake, the party was heaving so movement had been quite restricted leaving Axel making base next to Tony next to the pizzas. Axel had thought about mingling but as it was painfully obvious that the rest of the frat had one or two things on their minds as they disappeared periodically throughout the night with girls in their arms, he was better off with Tony in the corner shovelling down pizzas.

“Hey, he looks cute’ Tony burped out as Axel devoured his 5th slice. 

“Who him !?” Axel said as turned his head not bothered, only to be met with the sight of the twink that he saw leaving Coach’s office the other day. 

“Yh go on, make a move’ 

“Oh, he’s not my type’ - Axel tried to make it clear he wasn’t interested but whatever him and Jake were was definitely a secret. 

“Who says anything about type now go on.’

Axel knew that Tony was like a dog with a bone, who wasn’t going to let up easy, so he heaved himself up off the couch wiping the pizza crumbs from his mouth and made his way over. 

“Hey, I think I’ve seen you around’ Axel staggered over ‘I’m Axel I’m in this frat’

Tony was right, as Axel's drunken gaze focused, the boy was pretty, even more than that. He had fluffy hair with hazel green eyes that framed his angular face, he certainly wasn’t Axel type though, he was too lithe probably skinner than when Axel first joined this frat. 

“Oh, I’m …… Bailey’ he responded turning to face Axel, pausing first as he took in Axel's body first “I might join this frat next year.’

“Oh’ Axel was taken back he certainly didn’t seem the type.

Liking Axel’s confusion Bailey smugly said ‘Yh the wrestling team coaches scouted me out at my tracks meets and said I have just what it takes to make the team’.

“Oh huh’ Axel loosely connected the dots as he took a swig from his beer.

“Hey that's funny I used to be on the running team - used to be pretty fast’ he finally decided to say. 

“Ha’ Bailey laughed in his face clearly in his drunken trance. 

“You used to RUN, Ha.. I find that hard to believe’ Bailey went on pausing to let out his laugh. 

“No offence but you a bit of a fatty’ Bailey chuckled even going as far as to prod Axel’s gut

“I mean you’ve got bigger tits than any girl here’ he laughed now grabbing Axel’s moobs and squeezing them

Axel, now too stunned to speak, simply let Bailey go on

“ I think I would now if the running team had had a complete porker on it’ he laughed at his joke “Hey buddy I feel like the only thing you running to his Mc Donald’s “ Bailey continued now hysterical 

Axel was mortified, frozen to the spot 

“I find it hard to believe that you’re even in this frat, you are the fattest guy here, I mean you’re practically overflowing’ he continued now grabbing Axel’s love handle and shaking it 

“You reek of pizzas, Runner FAT chance!! Someone’s had too much to drink’ 

Bailey finished now turned away, leaving Axel there shocked, Bailey’s words were cruel, the way he had grabbed his body or more factually his fat was disturbing, Bailey was right he could barely even run a few yards with Jake that day before nearly dying - had he really let this weight thing to his head? As he squeezed past the crowd to make it back to Tony, he found his post had been deserted, with Tony in the corner of his eye now making out with a blonde cheerleader. All that was left was a heavy imprint on the couch and a cheesy pizza open and ready to be eaten, and as he felt the tear in his eye dry, a new feeling was felt as his drunken eyes honed onto the pizza. His stomach growled as it saw the cheesy abandoned pizza, it was like his body was on auto control as he reached over for it - not here though Axel thought as he grabbed the box and fled past the crowd to the kitchen.

Here Axel was finally alone, closing the door sealed the thumping buzz of the party behind him, leaving him with just the pizza, it was staring at him and his gut was staring back.  After the rude awakening from Bailey only minutes ago he knew he shouldn’t have but he couldn’t quell the hunger from inside him. Oh well, one slice wasn’t going to make a big difference after all the harm was already done, he thought as he reached over to gobble up a slice, which quickly turned into another as he smacked it down and licked his lips. He didn’t know why, but after Bailey’s cruel words it seemed like pizza was the only remedy, it didn’t help that it was delicious as he reached for another and another.  And by the fifth slice, the thought of even stopping was blocked from his mind as he reached over for more. He didn’t care how the pizza dripped onto his white Togo or the crumbs snowed onto his moobs - all he cared about was the pizza. Washing down the slices with beers until all that he was left with was an empty greasy box, and now bloated and drunk, Axel hand’s wrapped around his distended stomach as he gleefully let out a delicious-tasting burp

‘I thought I would find you here’ came the warm drunk sound of a southern voice from the now-opened kitchen doors. 

Axel spun in his chair putting his bloated body into sight to face Jake wrapped in his Togo, he looked like a dream - the Togo was wrapped tight around his body revealing it all, his square pecs, firm abs  and defined arms. With the cherry on the cake his dazzling drunken smile 

‘God what’s it been - 2 weeks’ Jake laughed closing the doors behind him as he made his way over and enveloped Axel in a deep drunken kiss. 

‘Man, you taste like pizza’ he chuckled eyeing up the empty pizza box

“Ha got a bit peckish’.

‘I can’t tell you how much I have waited for that, home was so boring without you’ Jake gushed, smirking down at Axel, as he wiped away the sauce from his mouth. 

‘Hey, let's get out of here’ Jake said as he led Axel to his room 

From the second his bedroom door was firmly shut, Jake was frantic, pushing his body against Axel feeling every curve and roll. 

‘Ah I need to taste you ‘ he smirked pushing Axel down onto his bed

But despite all of Luke's good nature, Bailey's words hit deep as Axel felt himself sink on the bed, rippling as he landed - and even as Luke tore away his Togo and started to make his way up his legs, one hand gripping his gut to allow his head to take Axel in, he couldn’t escape it. 

‘Wait Jake stop ‘ 

Causing a horney and confused Jake to pop up, to face Axel 

‘What’s wrong??’  

‘Its …. It’s just I had a run-in with a new scout for the team and he made a clear point that I’m you know a’ he hesitated.

“What?”

“A complete fatty ……. His words’ Axel looked away embarrassed - leaving the room in silence. 

“I. I … ‘ Jake for the first time was stumped in his drunkenness 

“I .. mean so what if you are,’ Luke finally said ‘You irresistible to me who cares what some guy says ‘

“You think’ Axel said sheepishly looking down at his golden boy between his puffed-up nipples.

‘Yh you the hottest person down there,’ Jake went on his drunken stride ‘and besides it’s not like you could help it ‘

‘What ?!” Axel said confused. 

“I mean ..  I mean . ‘Jake now stubbled on his words ‘ It Coach’s fault - you know

“What !!, what do you mean’

“Well it's some sort of game he plays ….. every year he finds this twink on campus and fattens them up’

Axel was once again stunned. 

“We can’t do anything about it, his done this so many times - like Tony when he first joined, he was just a bit bigger than you when you first started’ Luke chuckled and then seeing Axel’s face silenced himself.

“WHAT!!”

“Well.’

“So this is just a game to you all’ Axel said alarmed 

’No .. I. it's just coach ‘

“But here you grabbing my fat and getting off on it ‘Axel continued with an booze-ballooned  rage

“no. I”

“This is sick’ Axel finally said getting up 

‘wait …’

“NO!” Axel said as he stormed off.

“But you don’t get it … I love you’ Luke bleated out, but it fell upon no ears as Axel had already fled the scene.

The next morning Axel vomited out all his drunkenness, and now with a new sense of clarity he decided to head back up to Jake’s room to make amends, but he caught himself before he ran into Bailey now leaving quietly from Jake’s door wearing Jakes jersey. Leaving Axel speechless and now planless, all he knew now was that he wasn’t going to waste any more time on Jake - he was done. So instead, he headed back to his room and packed it up, firm in his decision that it was finally time to head home for the summer and leave this school year behind him, and the last thing he was sure to do before boarding his plane was to block Jake once and for good.

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Coached

Chapter 4.5

When Mr Davidson had last seen his son, he was happy knowing that his Coach was shaping him into a proper man by finally packing on some weight onto the kid, he didn't even realise how much happier he was going to be only a couple of months later when Axel returned for spring break to see it stuck. Growing up Axel couldn’t have been any different from his parents, stick thin and dead set on running, he had been a far cry from Mr Davidson morbidly obese self , they had shared very few interests and even less  common ground but that was now a far-cry from the son that was returning from college. It seemed to My Davidson that whatever Coach was doing to Axel, he had  finally talked some sense into him and turned him into a man that mirrored his own 400lb self, and now Mr Davidson was now  reaping the benefits. All spring break Mr Davison walked with a skip in his step knowing his returning  to a house where he and Axel would finally spend hours together watching TV and cracking beers, he had gotten a glimpse of it over winter break and he was glad to see it was a permeant feature. Yes, his son was turning into a proper man. 

Mrs Davidson couldn’t have been even more over the moon, when she had gotten the call telling her to cook big from her husband as he picked up their son from the airport. For years she watched Axel graze past her meals often opting out of her lovely cooked meals, she nearly scared herself to death thinking about Axel wasting away at uni, but now those fears had been long whisked away she she whisked her signature creamy buttery potatoes. And she certainly couldn't have been more  glad when the large  man  following behind her husband as he entered their home  turned into Axel as she recognised his good looks properly framed with the  extra pounds  he packed on since Winter and was now in dire need of a long mother-son shopping trip by the look of the tight clothes he was sporting. Yes, her son was turning into a proper man 

Axel didn’t get all the commotion he was getting since he had come home, but he knew he wouldn’t trade it for anything. His mother poured her love out to him in plates and plates of food and his dad seemed to always know a new buffet that they had to try out. It was perfect, and over the next 3 weeks it was bliss, college had grown so tiresome having to leave the frat for lectures and the canteen but here he didn’t even need to leave the couch all day. He would lumper downstairs for a big hearty breakfast cooked fresh and packed high with good greasy grub, pass out on the couch and raid the fridge at lunch, for whatever his mother had prepared -  some days it would be whole lasagnas others were meaty thick  subs. Then came the long  stretch to dinner, where it was a race to outcompete his dad for food on the table and then finally he would cap his  days out, with his dad both with their guts exposed in the loungewear as they watched the game on the couch . Axel could find nothing to complain about it was perfect, at home he spent the whole day in his underpants  and when he belched loudly after meals and let out gas after he felt no shame, in fact his dad even encouraged him, it was like heaven 

By the time Spring break was over Axel  could count the number of times he left the house on of his fingers, every invitation he received  had been declined too lazy to stick to plans and much preferring the couch to the outside,  but one trip he couldn’t kid himself out of was the  dire need for a new clothes shop, the point was hammered down even more when he couldn’t squeeze himself into anything without a loud tearing  sound being heard, which had quickly becoming less of a turn on and more of a annoyance. 

“Oh Axel - I think I have some of your dads old clothes in a box somewhere’ his mum chuckled after seeing all his desperate attempts on the floor, seeing her son now Mrs Davison couldn’t contain her glee at how much he had really filled out and was taking on more and more like his old man.

Their mall trip had taken longer than expected, most of Axels wardrobe had  needed to be replaced and future proofed with Mrs Davidson veering for some xls just inc case, not to mention the amount of stops they made at the food court to recharge, they left with a boot full of new clothes and Hans filled with greasy food. Everything that wasn’t covered was replaced with his dads old attire - a fact Mrs Davidson would never have belied a year ago 

Spring break couldn’t last forever, and it was soon back to college fro Axel, who was starting to suspect that he  might had overdone it, after 3 weeks of laziness indulgence left him feeling larger than ever. It was like a constant bloat to him but it never stopped and he could tell by the size of his gut it wasn’t anyway fast. Was he overdoing it ?, surely Coach was going to tell him to stop right soon ?,  as he unpacked his new clothes into his wardrobe these thoughts slowly crept  into his mind. He was undoubtedly bigger than he was ever before, but when was Coach going to get him to  stop. It wasn’t that he wasn’t enjoying it, no in fact he loved it, he felt like a a man with some proper weight, no wind would knock him down now, but when was it going to stop, until he 300lbs like Tony ? or 400lbs like his dad? .Yet when he thought about those numbers they seemed so far off and he was sure Coach wasn’t going to let him get that out control right ?, but before he could  give it much thought - he heard his name being called, the takeout was here.

“230lbs and  a 38 inch waist’

“Woah, Davidson you’ve really outdone yourself here’ Couch slyly said 

Hearing those words was like sugar to his ears, he had once again made Coach proud, those thoughts he had quickly dispersed once he heard Coach’s sultry voice gush over him

“I mean kid you weren’t playing around this break were you ha ha …..’ 

It seemed like even Coach couldn’t contain his glee, as he took in Axel’s overfed body, and Axel couldn’t help but be turned on as he saw Coach frantically analyzing  his body first with his eyes but the with  his strong manly hands.  It started of small from a feeling of his side rolls, and then a glide over his puffy sensitive nipples, but soon it was like  Coach’s hands had a mind of their own,  it wasn’t long till  Coach was grabbing his puffy pecs and squeezing them, lifting them up and watching them drop. A sensation so foreign to Axel he couldn’t help but whimper out a moan, but Coach didn’t stop there moving to his doughy middle. Kneading his fat as he licked his lips, every inch was gut was poked and prodded by Coach even the start of his underbelly that was peaking out of his underwear - all while Axel felt himself nearly bursting as Coach continued in his tracksuit 

“My my, Davidson, you’ve really filled out now haven’t you’

Axel didn’t know what to say but knew  he didn’t want it to stop, Coach was obsessed, he was squeeing and rubbing ever doughy part of skin he could get his hands.

“I can barely keep my control’

And then with that, he thought Coach was done as he walked away, but then  the sound of the door locking filled the silence followed swiftly by the sound of Coach’s clothes being ripped of. Axel was frozen, he dared not to look around and see Coach’s undressed body, but he don’t have to wait long as with the charge of bull Coach pressured  him to the wall  wall. He could feel Coach’s hot breath on his neck as Coach’s hard muscular body forced itself unto his soft back.

“Ah Davidson let’s see what else of you has grown’ Coach slyly said as he ripped of Axel’s tight underpants.

“Oh  now, what an butt’ Coach chuckled mischievously as he  slapped  his dimpled butt and watched it ripple

Axel was in heaven, he couldn’t believe his luck especially when he felt it. He always knew Coach was well endowed but as he felt his rock hard cock slip past his butt-cheeks even he knew he wasn’t big enough for all of it.

Coach was powerful as he took charge, he didn’t stop once as they moved from the wall to his desk - sweeping its contents on the floor as he bent Axel over it. And Axel could barely control himself, as he felt his belly squish again the table as Coach thrusted him into him bending over to stick his fingers into Axels mouth, but then when he thought it couldn’t get much With some sort of preventative preparation Coach reached over into a draw pulling out Axel’s favourite - chocolate cake. 

He dropped it the desk, then with his strong grip he pulled Axels head up by its hair and plopped it not the cake

“EAT PIG!” He roared as he continued thrusting into Axel’s behind 

And Axel did just that, all of it was just so hot, form the delicious the chocolate cake he was drowning in, to the strong thrusting form Coach as he ploughed into his arse and the fullness he felt as he ate more and more of the cake, and then as the cake slowly disappeared and Coach reached over to stuff the last piece into his mouth he felt it - the hot load of Coach’s inside of him, he came straight away - it was like euphoric 

It didn’t take long  after for Coach to  return to his normal stern self, as he dressed leaving Axel they on the desk to compose himself, chocolate staining ins his face and cum and sweat leaking form behind. It had all been worth it, the feeling of Coach inside of him, he would follow Coach’s forever if it meant a forever of that.

However it seemed like Coach didn’t share the same sentiments, leaving it up to Axel to break the silence however he could. 

“Coach, how much longer of you plan do I’ve left’ he said sheepishly - was the only thing Axel thought to say

“Pardon Davidson!” Coach responded with his normal gravity 

“Its just don’t you think I’m getting a bit big’ Axel blurted out not knowing where it came from

“NONSENSE!’ Coach replied - catching himself mid stance to break his tone “Listen kid, you’ve still got a lot for space to fill up - and this’ Coach said as he fingered over Axels chubby middle “is just mass’

“I’ve still go to make a man out of you and this is how I’m going to do it’ 

“All you need to do is stick to the plan Davidson’ Coach went on “And I’ll reward it proportionally’ 

 And despite his recent self doubt, Axel could feel the blood go straight back down to his cock as Coach continued to brush over his ‘mass’, feeling a sense of pleasure as Coach went on too caress his padded body no matter how clinical it felt, the thoughts of  being too big vanished as he imagined a lifetime of sessions like that

“Oh Coach forget I said anything, it’s just I can’t wait to join the team’

‘Ah.. yes’ Coach paused “when you join the team… lets not get ahead of yourself’ he chuckled “you’ve still got a lot more to grow’

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Coached

Chapter 4

Since that night Axel couldn’t think straight, - he just couldn’t get that moment of licking Coach’s fingers clean of cake out of his head especially the feeling that rushed over his body as his cock exploded, leaving it dribbling over his fat all while Coach stood over him watching him. Unlike his normal self, Coach hadn’t uttered much the rest of the night, but even Axel could tell from Coach’s eyes that this night wasn’t going to be a one-time event, instead it was the reward. As with every invisible milestone passed in Coach’s mind a night out in the convertible was earned. However other than that it was like business as usual with Coach’s behaviour barely wavering from before when they were on campus, expect of course in those  brief moments where  his glare lingered as it took in Axel’s plump body. And as 200lbs turned into 210lbs, Axel was oblivious to the slipper slope he was sliding down instead he couldn’t help but be more and more turned by it. He could spend hours in his room trying to get better for Coach, ploughing through doughy doughnuts and emptying fat vats of ice cream, almost cumming on the spot as he remembered the taste of cake on Coach's fingers. The idea of food being sensual was inescapable, the more he fantasised about that night, the more it bled out of his room and into his days, from the feeling of his old favourite t-shirts taut as he stuffed his face high with hotdogs on game days to the hot pizza belghs he let out after finishing family sized portions - they all sent blood straight down to his old tight underwear. But no matter what he tried he couldn’t recreate his nights with Coach, it just wasn’t the same  without the man himself losing over him as he pigged out, but that wasn’t going to stop him from trying.

Axel was oblivious to how his disregard for portion size was widening his appetite, he didn’t notice how he was soon out eating the rest of the wrestling team - Tony included, or giving much thought to his late-night stomach pangs that led him to the fridge. It hadn’t been long till his cravings were becoming a habitual occurrence, lectures were often missed as his one-hour lunch failed to fill him up, pockets would be filled with chocolate to settle his stomach’s grumble as he walked around campus and not to mention the baragement of takeout that would be ordered at night once the canteen had closed its doors for the night. With each passing day, he seemed to be eating more food than the last, no-one on the team even thought about bringing it up, after all no one dared to interrupt Coach’s project after all it was how all of them had been made been made into such ferrous wrestlers. In fact they encouraged it, often passing Axel their leftovers and sometimes even ordering whole new pizzas just to see how much food they could fit into him, and no one was having more fun than Tony. Finally, someone on the team was giving  him some proper competition when it came to food, the pair of the team would often squeeze into Tony's tight ford and hone down the nearest  buffet, each pushing the  other more and more , piling plates high after high until they struggled to even get up. Their room had quickly become an even bigger mess of takeout menus and empty food containers, and would often even  emit a greasy smell as they failed to clean up after themselves - too full to move.

Even Jake was into it it, going as far to even bestow Axel a new nickname of the pebble, which he loved say to whenever he caught  Axel stuffing his face 

“Ah it looks the pebble’s being heavily moulded after the boulder’ he laughed as slapped Axels distended gut “Seems like pretty boys finally became one of us’ he continued to chuckle as he strode of to practice

Had Jake really meant that, Axel’s head was a-spun, was all he needed to become one of them was just  to eat like them, staring in the mirror he saw what he had  meant, his old scrawny running body had been buried under some proper serious mass. Sure he was sporting a couple more spots and his hair was more greasy than ever but he was certainly looking more and more like the rest of the team, oh hell even his body hair had bloomed over just like theirs, sure he was carrying more weight in his midsection but that was nothing Coach’s guidance couldn’t shave off. He imagined after Coach’s regime he would have the muscular manly body  just like Jakes, and  he would finally let put into the ring, being pushed about just like one of the guys. He couldn’t deny though there was one body he was dying to get close to on the ring - when he imagined Jakes powerful body pushing down on him as they fought on the ring, he nearly came on the spot,  But he couldn’t deny that was a long way away, especially with he was certainly carrying more fat than he thought possible, Just like his cravings he wasn’t able to  escape it, clothes were getting tighter and tighter as his belly continued its expansion, it had been after Coach yelled out ‘210lbs’ the other day that he noticed how a little bit of his belly was starting to peek out from under his clothes and was quickly starting to spread to his sides as his love-handles started to thicken out. And as he slapped his puffy pecs (‘moobs’ as Tony called them)  that had grown into a band of fat around his chest he couldn’t even believe he used to have firm pecs, all over his body had changed in ways not possible without Coach, he was wider more square, more of a man.  Especially when it came to his legs, all that running had given him stick legs but now he had proper meatier legs, he was never going to forget the feeling of his thighs rubbing against each other - testament to all the mass he had packed on.  It was like Coach had told him,  to the untrained eye all the extra  mass he was carrying was  just ‘ fat’ but as  Coach had grabbed every roll of fat and told him about all the wrestling potential hidden in them - Axel knew he was right on track, and he wasn’t going to quit now. He didn't care how stairs had discreetly become a chore, leaving him wheezing when he got to a second floor of the gym, or how more sluggish he was when he wasn’t eating,  and he didn’t even pay any attention to looks his old mates gave him when he waddled passed them bee-lined straight to the canteen.

’210’s  nice going Davidson, you right on track’  Coach had told him at his weigh in hours early  before whisking him away  in the night for his reward. He was eager to show of to Coach how much he could eat, but even though he has anticipated it seemed like Coach had planned for this - bringing it more than last time, leaving him panting as he desperately tried to finish all the extra food. And finally when he knew he couldn’t move an extra muscle, Coach swooped in feeding him the last cake slice after slice leaving him bursting just like last time this after all Coach’s suit which he didn’t even finch to. He just  couldn’t explain what got him so turned, had it been  Coach’s imposing strong frame ?, all the food he had stuffed into his sweating body ?or the intimacy he felt as he licked clean Coach’s fingers allowing him to feel  the man he so admired? 

“If you keep going like this Davidson, I don’t think I’m going to be able to control myself’ Coach chuckled as he wiped clean the cum after his suit

What had Coach meant by this ? - what would it take for Coach to lose control, Axel didn’t know but he knew he was no track and couldn’t stop now, no matter the fact he had outgrown the clothers form winter or that some days it seemed to him he was eating more and more just fro the pleasure of it. 

By the time spring break rolled it was obvious that Axel was showing no signs of slowing of his ravenous appetite, and it was evident in the lump of lard Jake saw sprawled out on the couch.  The same Jake who had quickly lost his winter bulk and was now seeing all  the fat he dropped now piled unto Axels body, the same Jake who despite his hatred for laziness was glued to  

Axel's well-fed frame passed out in-front of him. He didn’t know why but he just couldn’t keep his eyes off the lard-ass infant of him, had he wondered if his newfound enticement of Axel had anything to do with the disgust he felt with his local roaster off shags. No matter how he fought it, the sight of Axel in his too-tight clothes, with his pudgy fat squeezing out was just too much, especially when he remembered the pretty boy with abs that cowardly walked into his frat last fall. He thought about it all the time, when he was out making out with guys, he thought of Axel pigging out in the kitchen with Tony, when he was out in the ring he wondered if Axel was out in the stands devouring some hotdogs. Or when he spent the entire day in lectures he was excited to see how much food would be surrounding Axel when he walked though the frat doors, and Axel was certainly not making it easy for him. If Jake could guess Axel was defiantly sleeping through his afternoon class after stuffings  himself at lunch,  a common occurrence as the term drew to its end. Jake  of course knew what Coach was doing to him, he was the only one who remembered how quickly it took Tony to break under Coach’s plan, but Axel was different. He was mesmerising, the way he didn't care how his good looks were being buried slowly in fat, from  how he lost his defined features to fat, to the dimples that covered his overgrowing body and Jake had a first row seat to all if it and he noted it all, even when Axel started to grow out a pathetic beard Jake saw the double chins forming under it. He just couldn’t see how one person can get pack so much fat unto their body in such a short time period, he was a runner for God's sake now the only time he even saw Axel even attempt to run was to lunch. But despite all that, even with the smell of grease, he admitted some days,  Chris couldn’t hide how turned he was by Axel, the way his padded belly raised with every snore now or how his fatty thighs jiggled and settled as he moved in his sleep. Watching him stir now Chris quickly made sure to leave before Axel  could  get a glimpse of cum marks in his sweats, thinking about how much more fat he was going to pack on after spring break.

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Coached

Chapter 3

Winter break was the perfect opportunity to make Coach proud, and as Axel entered his hometown he sure didn’t appear much different from when he left, with his extra poundage snugly hidden under his winter layers, but from the moment he sat down for dinner both his parents were left in grasp at their son's new diet. Even Axel was shocked by how much he was eating, a second plate at dinner quickly became the norm and dessert was a rush at the table to get a piece before Axel devoured it all.

But when Axel told his blue-collar dad that he had been placed on the wrestling team, he was over the moon but no one seemed happier than his mum. For years she had been bugging her son to eat and had nearly made herself sick worrying over  Axel not eating enough at college but now with her son returned with a seemingly relentless appetite she couldn’t be more glad. Especially over the holiday season, Axel became her taste taster for all her culinary projects.

Needless to say, Axel wasn’t going hungry over the holidays, in fact remembering Coach’s orders he made sure his stomach never grumbled and his hands were never empty. After his term of uncontrolled drinking and partying, this was the perfect rest bite for him to bulk up for the new term. He would spend his entire day plopped down on the couch scrolling through the channels while his mum made sure he always had something to graze on - his favourite was bringing her double chocolate cookies which he absent-mindedly picked at until all that was left were mere crumbs. It certainly beat being out in the cold running, he thought waiting for his dad to return from work and their daily baragement of beers to begin as they watched the game. 

“Why Axel, I don’t think I've ever seen you eat this much in one go’ His dad laughed on Christmas Day as Axel cleaned his third plate. 

‘You better be careful - you don’t want to end up with this old gut’ His dad went on slapping his round gut. 

“Nonsense Earl, if my son is going to be out there wrestling with men of all sorts he needs all the meats he can get’ His mum said comically slapping his dad on the head as she returned from the kitchen with even more food. 

“Dad don’t’ he paused reaching over to get another piece of turkey  ‘worry, I’m just following Coach’s order’ Axel finished as he piled his plate high with mashed potatoes and gravy.

By the time January arrived, no one was surprised when the Christmas expenses had gone up this year, and it was easy to see where all the money went, as Axel snored in the living room sleeping off a food coma  - his bloated stomach peeping out from under his clothes. 

“Mum why do we have to go clothes shopping’ Axel moaned pushing about the trolley. 

“Huh, hon, just future proofing’ His mum responded reaching into the New Year's sales to eying up some larger clothes for her growing son.

It wasn’t long till Axel was getting ready to head back, and he knew Coach was certainly not going to be disappointed, eating all break meant he had certainly packed on some holiday pounds. Slapping his soft belly, he couldn’t believe he used to have abs there as he stoked his curved gut. As fixed his suffocating briefs he hated to admit it but he needed a bigger size up, his underwear was tight around him and he couldn't deny the small tears he was seeing in them, his old jeans were far out of the question.  Looking in the mirror it was obvious why his old clothes were fit for his trim running bod and was struggling to catch up with his plumper self,  the biggest challenge was change was of course his belly, it was growing in all directions thickening him up as pinched the wad of fat that was developing all around him.  Axel couldn’t help but he turned as he imagined how proud Coach was going to be when he saw him. Bending over the large tearing sound he heard signalled that his underwear had finally called it quits, and his fat arse was the only thing that was growing as pre-cum filled the front of them. 

Waving bye to his parents and promising to stay in contact,  the well-fed Axel couldn’t wait to see the looks on everyone’s faces when they saw him back bigger. 

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“Woah looks like someone had a happy holiday;

“Nice Axel, wanna hit the new buffet later

“Well, looks like pretty boy finally got the memo’ chuckled Jake towering over Axel in the corridor, sporting his small holiday weight sneaking through his vest

“Yep this is some nice grade fat you’ve got there’ He went on grabbing Axel’s new belly and jiggling - a new feeling for him and his dick.

“Looks like you finally looking like one of us huh’ he said “Coach is going to be proud’ he finished leaving Axel standing there holding his belly hoping his premium wasn’t showing. 

Axel didn’t hesitate to jump straight back into the wrestling lifestyle, sure he missed cracking beers back with his dad and his mom’s homemade cooking but nothing could beat the week of violent drinking the wrestlers threw to celebrate before Coach returned. It seemed like everyone was enjoying Axel finally packing on some and becoming one of the lads. Even Tony took him out to eat, but this had been becoming one of their normal activities so it was hard to tell if it was to celebrate or not. 

“Damn I remember when my gut was  that size’ laughed Tony as the pair of them were getting changed one day 

Axel didn’t know whether Tony was joking or not though, the idea of Tony ever being his size was crazy.

“Yh it suits ya, There won’t be no time at all till you one of us’ he finished.

As Tony’s Loud snores filled the room, Axel was up all night feeling his growing body imagining it bigger and bigger, the entire week the guys had been bringing up his new addition, Axel hadn’t even noticed it sneaking up on him, but now it was all he could think about. His entire life he had had a flat 6 Pac but now he was sporting what the lads were calling a starter gut, and it was stealing his attention. He couldn’t get enough of exploring it and prodding its softness, especially after Jake grabbed it the other day - was it really that noticeable? He could barely see it when he was clothed but the guys easily picked up on it, feeling it now its warm soft doughness it seemed unstoppable, spreading over his body but  before he knew it a hunger grumble came out of it, and as if he was under a spell he got up absent-mindley  to sought out food to feed it

“Why, Why, Why, looks like someone’s been sticking to my regime’ Coach said beaming with joy as Axel entered 

“195lbs’

“34inch waist’

“110 horse”

“What you spend all you holiday doing - eating, well it sure damn looks like it.

Axel didn’t know whether to blush or be ashamed so he stuck in silence 

“I'm just kidding Davidson, I’ve been told my jokes don’t do so well Coach continued sternly 

‘No this is what I would like to see’ he said pinching Axel with a calliper to pull out the extra fat 

“But still you're just shy of our starting weight, so you better give stuffing your face with whatever you doing Davidson we’ve still got some work to do

Axel couldn’t believe it he had stuffed himself blind and still it hadn’t been enough, but he  could tell from the look on Coach’s face he certainly wasn’t disappointed 

‘And Davidson, here’s your new timetable’ Coach said as Axel made his way out of the doors “Got some one on one session with me - we’ve got to start turning that fat into the muscle you hear … ’

But Axel didn’t care what followed all he heard was more one one-on-one with Coach and he was hooked

As the Spring term commenced, Axel found himself spending nearly every hour of the day with the rest of the team, he gamed with them, he drank with them and most frequently he ate with them by the time  February arrived the only thing he didn’t do was train with them. That was left for his one-on-one sessions with Coach, on their first session he eagerly bee-lined to the weights before being smoothly guided away to the mats by Coach where instead he spent his time learning basic manoeuvres and mainly building a centre of gravity as Coach put,  which was just a fancy word for squats. Axel couldn’t complain tho the moment he felt Coach’s strong arms on him he was in 7 heaven praying his erection was hidden. He always left a session with a shake in one hand  and a not-so-hidden semi in his pants. 

What had started over winter with ice-cream tubs being licked clean, dinner plates towering and a relentless appetite only expanded as the college rolled on, blindly goaded on the team. At every angle of his life food was being shoved in front of him, and Axel happily ate it all up after all as the week passed he was seeing the results. At the start of the year, he had been a stick compared to the rest of the team but now Axel was proudly entering chubster territory.   His beginner belly bloomed into a proper gut, rounding out his frame, his pecs had puffed out, pushing his nipples apart as they started to sag under their fat. Every day he could feel his underwear growing tighter and together as his bum was expanding exponentially. When Coach read the scale past 200  he couldn’t contain his glee, this was it he was finally beefing up and it seemed like Coach couldn’t either, treating Axel to an included meal stacked high with pasta and meat and finishing it up with a triple-decker chocolate cake. But even after 4 courses of food Axel kept eating, sitting in front of him was a man who could turn him on with just a look and here was watching Axel stuff his face high, while he kept ordering a bottle of wine. 

‘Kid, you put in some in a good shift today’ Coach said once the bill had been paid for, Axel couldn’t see but the length alone let him know it wasn’t cheap.

“Thanks, Coach, Burrrppppp’, Axel couldn’t keep it all, especially  after the second bottle of wine, it was as if he was filled with gas 

“Please Davidson, call me Creed’ Coach chuckled slapping Axel on the back to relieve more gas.

His touch alone, sent blood straight to Axel’s cock, thankfully under the cover of darkness Axel's secret was hidden, especially with how his too-tight dress pants were definitely not able to conceal his erection. Matter of fact everything he was wearing was too tight, even the shirt his mother had newly brought him was struggling to contain his bloated gut, with gaps of his flesh poking out between the buttons. 

As the two stood there in an awkward silence, their age gap of 30 years not filling the gap, it was Coach who finally broke the silence.

“Say Davidson, I didn’t even get to ordering any dessert before the kitchen closed, and you know as well as me that no meal is complete without dessert!”

‘Yes coach, .. I mean Creed’

“Just what I thought Davidson, follow on’

Axel was so pleased to just follow Coach’s words blindly, as he followed him into the night. Sitting in Coach’s red Corvette the wind in his hair whipping away the sweat from his forehead from dinner, Axel was happily stuffed full and was enjoying being all to seeing Coach Creed up close as the night rolled past them, wearing a back tailored suit, Axel didn’t even think it was possible but Coach looked even dreamy than before. From his salt-and-pepper black haircut short that matched his suit to his chest hairs poking out above his dress shirt, the man knew what looked good. This thought was hammered down when they arrived at Coach’s house, secluded away from the main road and surrounded by miles of green twilight fields, the midcentury house stood out amongst its black backgrounds, even drunker now than he was at the restaurant Axel blindly tried to take it all in as Creed led him in through the large glass front doors. 

‘Davidson just wait there a moment while I get ready’ Coach said as he disappeared into the many doors of his hallway leaving Axel to sit on what he could only presume was a very expensive comfortable couch. Taking in his surroundings, Axel wasn’t surprised to find that just like his office back at college Coach’s walls were littered with trophies and medals celebrating his very successful wrestler career. As he felt his cock harden under his bloated gut lustfully staring at Coach in his tight wrestler gear the loud voice of Coach calling for him broke the silence. 

“Davidson you can come in now.

Breaking his trance, Axel walked though the same doors Coach had once disappeared into, entering a very sleek wooden dining room lit warmly overlooking the mountains. But despite the scenic view just beyond the glass, Axel's mind was instead drawn to the plethora of cakes and deserts that adorned the oak dining table.

“Well Davidson what are you waiting for, go on EAT up!!!” Coach chuckled seeing Axel's drunken trance

And Axel did just that, he didn’t know what came over him but like a pig he was grabbing plates left right and centre, chocolates eclairs stuffed straight down, slices of cheesecakes grabbed and gobbled down, big spoonfuls of ice cream swallowed up. All under the watchful eye of Coach who now stood watching the whole scene, as Axel reached over his gut pressing against the wooden table reaching for more and more deserts. With the empty mountains in the background, it was just them for a miles around, as Axel ravishingly filled his mouth thinking only about food and Coach’s intangible presence in the room. 

“Atta boy, Axel I knew you still had some space in there

Coach goaded him on, as Axel slowed down weighed down by all he stuffed into himself that night, his suit tight around him covered and smeared with creams and chocolate sauces.

‘Why Davidson it looks like you’ve only got one cake left’

Coach said, as Axel had slowed to a halt, wheezing for air too stuffed to even think straight, all that was left on the table of empty dishes was a slice of Triple Layer double creamy chocolate cake calling out to him just out or reach, but as he struggled to hoist himself up in his chair and reach over to grab it, he couldn’t move a muscle glued down by his gluttony, anchored to the chair. 

“Here Davidson let me ’, Coach responded upon seeing Axel’s failed attempt to finish,  expecting Coach to just hand him the cake instead he was met with the warm strong hands of Coach tugging at his suit, slowly Coach removed and folded his suit jacked smeared in chocolate, delicately he turned Axel’s chairs around as he unbuttoned his taut dress shirt, letting Axels gut free from its buttoned prison as it bellowed out for air. And finally, he tugged at his dress pants leaving Axel in the complete nude. All 200lbs of him on display, from every pink stretch mark to roll of fat that had rapidly adorned his body since college had started, a once powerful lither runner now a chubby bloated mess covered in chocolate. 

“There that should be more comfortable’ Coach finished finally passing him the cake

Axel  couldn’t believe it, here he was sat there naked under Coach’s impressive frame who was now hovering the most appetising  cake he had seen just in front of his head. But his arms were too weak, too fatigued from his  abhorrent display of greed that night, he just couldn’t muster them to lift themselves up,  all while  Coach stood over him watching. 

So Axel decide to finally use that head of his, as he lunged forward, biting down on the cake. Bite after chocolatey bite, till all that was left was a small bite just out of reach of his hungry mouth, looking up at the imposing frame that was Coach, not a word was uttered as Coach reached done and stuffed his mouth with the last remaining bite, leaving his fingers in Axel’s mouth  waiting to be licked clean.

“That’s right Davison - I gonna make you the biggest wrestler the world has ever seen’ Coach said retracting his clean fingers form Axel’s mouth 

But it was all too much for Axel who had since lost control, as he felt his dick explode, the cum painting the underside of his gut, leaving the hot mess leaking out onto his fat as he whimpered out a moan -  all while Coach had  stood there smirking down onto him. 

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Coached

Chapter 2

“Come on DAVIDSON !!! - get that down you!! - what are you some sort of FAIRY!!’

Axel just didn’t know if he could stomach it, this was his 3rd shake of the day but with Coach on the edge of bursting a blood vessel he knew he had it in him to finish the thick creamy shake

Burp - he finally let out, downing it 

‘Attaboy, now you are finally making some real progress’

Since their original meeting, these shakes had become a proper stable of Axel's day, 3 times a day he reported straight to Coach’s office and wasn’t allowed to leave till there wasn’t a drop left, but he wasn’t complaining, those shakes were delicious - and he certainly wasn’t minding all the extra one and one time he was getting with Coach. It was just as he adjusted to his new routine, he was slowly finding it difficult to adjust to all the extra food he was expected to be eating.

In particular, it was his ‘Gym’ sessions that were really pushing him over the edge. In his first session, Coach had thrown him into the ring resulting in him facing the humiliation of being pinned down by everyone on the team, barely lasting even 10 seconds in most cases. Even Axel could tell at his current size he was wasting everyone's time, and should just quit while he still had some dignity. But Coach was persistent, deciding that instead Axel’s Gym sessions were better used to putting some more meat on his bones, labelling him too fragile to even practice on. So instead as the rest of the team went down to the gym to practice Axel headed to Coach’s office were an assortment of foods were waiting for him. Somedays it was hot  deep dish pizzas others it was a couple dozen fresh glazed  doughnuts, all he knew was that an ear full was waiting for him if the plates weren’t spotless by the time Coach was back.

A day didn’t go by where  Axel didn’t feel like he was eating way past his limit, not helped by his amended timetable with lunch with the wrestling team who always filled their lunch trays high with whatever grub was being served. There was a park mentality about it, a half-empty tray was a sign of weakness, Axel often found himself having to sneak food onto Tony's tray when no one was looking. It wasn't just his timetable he had to adapt to but even his own body clock, for years he woke up at 6 am ready to run but now when he woke up in the dark mornings eager to face the elements and hit the track. Coach's unfaltering voice echoed in his ears calling him a pansy and beckoning him to eat whatever he could get his hands on. This fight within him thundered on throughout the day, the call to run with his old team and feel the cold wind on his face. With the only remedy being to bee-line to the canteen and stuff himself too full to even think about running, these first couple of weeks were proving harder than he expected it to be, all of the endless eating was leaving him with a constant feeling of bloatedness.

Rubbing his stomach now as he licked the remnants of Coach’s shake he felt it again, his skin taut as it curved outwards, stretched to its maximum. His stomach full to the max, with a wave of lethargy imminent, How long could he keep going like this ?, it was throwing him off balance. By the end of the day he couldn’t muster the energy to go out with his friends instead needed to lie down and recovery from the day of eating, being forced to hang out with Tony - who happily laughed at his tiny minuscule bloat. 

And as October rolled past, it seemed that  Coach was not letting up and neither was the food, the track runner found himself eating more food than he thought was even possible. Sure his old runner's lifestyle cooked up a big diet but this wrestling regime was on another level, and when Axel tapped out passing his food to Tony the scoffs from his team members were not well hidden. Even Axel knew he was quickly being labelled as the runt of the group knowing that until he properly ate with the gusto of his peers he was never going to be let into their ranks. And he just didn't know how long he could take all the name-calling and sighs when he entered the room, luckily for him Tony told him he had one last opportunity to get in everyone's good books 

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It had been a tradition that went on longer than anybody knew, all the Wrestlers treated it like martial law, with it being strictly guarded by Captain Jake and the upperclassmen Mike and Rodrigo. Each year on Halloween, the new recruits had to face a gruesome day filled with beer kegs, endless wrestling and stacks upon stacks of pizza, all culminating in a final wrestling match watched on by the entire team. Quitting was not an option and with a tradition so sacred no-one was exempt from it, but this damned reputation wasn’t going to  phase Axel, he was dead-set on finally getting in with the rest of the team and this was his final opportunity 

In the early morning, before the sun had even broken the night sky, the piercing sound of air horns filled the halls, waking Axel up to meet the masked figures that were looming over his bed. Before he could even let out a cry, it all went black as a covering was pulled over his head and he felt himself being manhandled out of his room and into the abyss. The leather straps were tight around his wrists as he felt himself being tied down and gagged, finally when he felt he couldn’t even move an inch, his head covering was yanked off leaving him to take in his view. To his sides were the other squirming pledges in what could only be an abandoned warehouse off campus, but it was the view in front of him that really sent shivers down his spine. 

‘Greeting Pledges Welcome to your initiation !!’ bellowed Jake flanked on either side by Mike and Rodrigo, this whole situation wasn’t helped by how handsome his captives were. Jake with his blond hair and strong wrestling frame was easily one of the most good-looking people Axel and ever seen, not to forget the other upperclassmen. The trio towered over the team with bodies bulging with muscle and strength, no one on campus was didn’t know their names or was dumb enough to get in their bad books.

“Laid ahead of you is a  day none of you will ever forgot quickly, you dare to enter our team  runts but we’re going to turn you into men - Boys lets start!!’ and with that the games begin.

True to its reputation the day that followed was one of the most gruesome days Axel had ever faced, he last track of all the beers that were cramped down his throat or the hands that slapped him as he was passed around from course to course. Each game was ruthless, some had pledges blinded, others tied to each other running around in circles following Jake's unflinching orders. Axel had no concept of time all he knew was that he had to do what he was told or face the consequences, the scream one pledge gave out when he found on the other end of a BB gun was enough enforcement alone. But as the day wore on it wasn’t just the beer that was weighing him down, it was the food, massive portions were placed in front of them and expected to be finished. Sure he could devour one pizza in a go but the countless others were hell to get through. He found out in the worst way earlier that any leftovers were worthy of a shot -  a painful mistake he vowed to never make again as he rubbed his sore arm, leaving him powering through slice after slice cramping them down even while his stomach protested and he could feel the sick in the back of his throat. It took time but soon the other pledges were starting to drop like flies, but not Axel -  he was determined, with every beer he downed and pizza devoured, Coach’s stern voice in one ear and Jake's cruel one in the other, they powered him through, leaving his captives surprised as he clung on, challenge after challenge. 

“Looks like pretty boy, finally had too much to eat’ Jake laughed in his ear as Axel collapsed after finishing his final hotdog 

‘Looking pretty stuffed there aren’t you’ Jake went on stroking Axel’s distended  stomach with his foot 

‘No one would be surprised if you gave up now - we all  know you not manly enough to continue’ he whispered in his ear crouching over him

Hearing the sound of his captain only expecting failure of him, Axel knew he couldn’t give up without a fight this was his last shot of any respect on his team, NO, he could do this. Staggering upwards, he demanded a beer to wash down the hotdog, finishing it off with a powerful beer - He was ready. 

‘Woah looks like pretty boy finally grew a pair’ Jake laughed as he commenced  the final  game 

Axel didn’t know why or how but he was determined to finish victorious and no beer or slice of pizza was going to stop him.

This was it, the final match, Axel had made it, although he was entering it in the worst state possible, bloated and burping he stepped into the ring ready for the final challenge. Too drunk to even think straight all Axel knew was that he had to pin down his opponent, and though his gait was staggered and his vision blurry when the gun was fired it was like a force overtook him and nothing was going to stop him. Axel felt like a bear when he grabbed the pledge and finally finished the day. Sure he stumbled and burped more than he should have but when he got on top of his opponent and pinned him down under his body weight, he felt more like a man than he ever had in his entire life

‘And it looks likes We have a winner’ Shouted Jake, running into the circle to pull a drunken Axel of the pledge 

“Welcome the the team Axel” Jake whispered in his team as the rest of the team swarmed him to celebrate

When the clock chimed 00:00 for November it was like a switch had been flipped, the gruesome Halloween trials had proved his worth to them and earned their respect. No more were their awkward silences or hidden whispers, No on all levels he was one of them, and it didn’t help either that since Halloween the intangible threshold of his stomach had seemingly been pushed to its limit and broken. After that day even Axel was surprised as he finished his plates and licked up the crumbs, piling the leftovers onto Tony’s plate was gone and he even found himself going up for extras much to the joy of the the rest of the team. As November flew past, Axel found himself fully merging with the team, going out to all the keg parties in the woods even spending his evenings with them gaming in the dorms chucking back beers and ordering takeout. He was living the proper wrestling life and he was loving it being treated like one of the boys on campus was like a reward that never stopped. The best part of his newfound kinship with the team was that it was going hand in hand with Coach’s plan, he was finishing shakes and Gym sessions with ease, and it was all having a knock-on effect with each other, the more he hung out with the wrestlers the more he found himself wanting to eat, the more he ate the more he was hanging  out with the wrestlers, it was perfect 

As Fall turned into Winter, and snow lined the campus  Axel was certainly not missing his old running routines, still waking up at 6 am when he saw the frost-lined windows he couldn’t he more happier than lying in and sleeping.  Coach was right the more he thought about it wrestling was the sport for men, since Halloween Jake had seemingly taken him under his wing telling him all about his conquests, how he went crazy for girls with big tits and asses and had girls all over campus ready to be plucked. Axel who had only properly come out to Tony couldn’t help but go along with it, he hated how much he enjoyed being one of the lads. Especially with how much fun being on the wrestling team was, he was always chugging back beers with them and cracking crude jokes and the best part was the food. The last couple of months had really cranked up his appetite, pigging out with the guys was daily behaviour, each one showing off how much they could stuff the face with. But of course, no one could match Tony, ‘The boulder’ easily out ate everyone, it was like a competition you didn’t even know you were in, slowly each wrestler tapped out too full to even move but still Tony persisted reaching over for more food. Jake who never showed signs of weakness, always reluctantly found himself having to put down his fork and claim second place . Axel was enamoured by this whole process it was like a mentality engrained into everybody. 

“How do you do it’ Axel asked one night once the pair of them were alone in their dorm

“What”

“You know eat so much’

“Huh, sometimes I forgot you’re still a fresh pledge” Tony laughed struggling to lift himself up

“This is just what we do, we wrestlers we need to eat - I mean look at me’

Axel did taken in all of Tonys fat overflowing body as he sat upward in a too small bed. 

“It’s  just a wrestling thing, a way to really show whose the biggest man around - whose most alpha you know’ 

The following silence proved otherwise 

‘Listen Axel, you’ll get eventually when you finally grow out of that Twink body of yours Ha I made a gay joke right’

Axel couldn’t help but laugh, sure he didn’t know how gay that joke was, but Tony was right until he beefed up a bit he wasn’t going to get it. Sure  it had been 3 months under Coach’s regime and he didn’t feel much bigger but he was certain he was on the right track.

“176 pounds, now Davidson this is some real  progress

What he only put on just over 10 pounds since he started college thought Axel standing in his underwear, certainly detecting some disappointment in Coach’s voice 

‘Davidson wipe that look off your face!!’ Yelled Coach taking in the the first 16 pounds, it had barely put a dent in the boys' running frame, but there were certain giveaways. There was an undeniable curve to his stomach where his abs had once been flat, although that could easily be from the beers Coach smelled on his breath. But with his keen eye Coach could definitely see that fat was lying down its foundation, his ribs were slowly hidden and who could forget the little stretch marks that hid on his thighs. Yes he was right on track he couldn’t lose him now, Coach thought  as he felt himself grow hard in his tracksuit

“Don’t go thinking, you not any more of a twig than you were when you first  walked through those doors the first day

“Now the holidays are coming up, so YOU BETTER not let these improvements go to waste’

Axel felt a chill down his spine as he put on his clothes 

“You better go back to whatever small-town you come from and tell mom and pop  that Coach has you on a strict regime’

“Yes Sir!”

“Good - and when I see you after the break only the Good Lord can help you if I don’t see some extra meat on those bones’

Axel could only nod as he turned away from Coach, concealing his boner as he walked out determined not to let Coach down.

And as he left, Coach couldn't help but notice that the boy's butt was definitely rounder in his sweats

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Coached

Chapter 1 

‘Davidson a word please !”

What was it this time, Axel was already raking his brain to see what mistake he had made this time, not being the sharpest tool in the shed always led him to situations like this. And as the bustle of the  changing rooms slowly died out, Axel knew he couldn’t leave Coach waiting

“Come on Davidson - finished putting on your makeup yet’ Howled Coach from his office 

‘No Coach.. I mean .. ’ ah Axel was always a mess when it came to speaking to Coach, sure he certainly fit the All American stereotype which his killer 6 pac and biceps for days  but Coach was on whole another level, towering over anyone who dared to stand up to him, the man stood at an imposing 6ft 5 and was  jammed tight with muscle earned from his old wrestling years Axel was basically putty in his hands and it  especially wasn’t helped  by the fact that he was harbouring a schoolboy’s crush on him, but not wanting to keep the man across campus for his bite being worse than his bark so Axel knew that he couldn’t run from this mountain of a man 

“Coming Coach’

“Right lets get started’

Sitting in Coach’s office Axel felt like he was straight back in high school, designed to the last detail to make its guest feel uneasy -  Coach’s office was no easy place to be. Shelves filled high with trophies and medals, and walls littered with pictures from Coach’s own wrestling days and the  varies teams he was in charge of over the college, one knew that Coach Creed was not one to mess around with

Axel could trace Coach’s entire life through those walls, from a young wrestler no bigger than he was, to his old college team and finally to a buff muscular man winning accolades easily late into his 40s. All resulting in the 50 year old man sporting silver hairs and bulging veiny muscles sat before him. 

“Now I hate to the bearer of bad news, but Axel those no other way to put this … you  simply are just not fast enough for track’

What !!!!,  the heavy weight of all the gym equipment couldn’t to compare to weight that was being onto dropped Axel’s shoulders, he was speechless 

“I’ve been looking over your times on the track, and its just not good enough’

“Butt..Bu…’ His defence couldn’t even leave his mouth before Coach’s hand signalled for his silence. And with the ferocity of a bull with its eyes set on its target Coach plowed straight through,  dismantling Axels dreams on the side 

“To be honest this colleges track team isn’t going anyway fast  enough .. ha ha’ he paused laughing at his own joke “ And the team we’ve got is just outside your body potential’ 

He gestured, pulling the noose tighter and tighter around’s Axels neck leaving Axel frozen in his seat

“But I hate to see such wasted potential So…’ he stalled,  eyeing up Axel sternly ‘ Axel isn’t ? consider this your lucky day cus theres an opening on my Wrestling team, sure its a bit different from running around in the same circle all day every day, but this is a sport for Men!!’

He let that last sentence ruminate, his powerful voice echoing around the room 

’Now Davidson ask yourself, when you tell your kids about you wild college days do you think they gonna to care about how daddy ran around chasing his tail all day or more likely how Dad wrestled with men and triumphed’

All Axel could do was feebly nod his head to scared to even make a peep 

‘Exactly Davidson you get  it, now to be honest you ate on the small side .. ain’t you ’ ( It was like the noose reappeared only tighter), “But I am happy to take you under my wing and make a worthwhile man out you”

What could he say, he certainly couldn’t see himself standing up to Coach but this was his live he had to put up a fight

“I..”

“And before you say anything just know that, that spot you might see yourself clinging onto on the track team is long gone , its Zero!  Nada!  we’ve got a faster kid already lined up for it’

Throwing a whimpering dog a bone Coach buckled down again 

'So its either wrestling or nothing, you can kiss the scholarship of yours goodbye and especially your social ‘credit’ on campus - what you say’

And with his cards already played for him  Axel knew he couldn’t run from this,  all he had left to do was nod his head as Coach happily showed him where to sign on the papers and then  showed him out, patting him on his firm buttocks as he slammed  the door behind him 

The walk back to his dorm seemed like it could go on forever, Axel felt like he had just finally settled in, his classes were going okay, his dorm mate was great and not to mention that the gay culture had easily let another good looking lad like himself into their ranks. This was the first real opposition he could even remember,  all his life he could coast by on track and his looks and now Coach Creed was ripping it away from him with the ease of a man stepping on a bug.

Sure he should have put up a fight but when he got back to his dorm and his RA informed him of his notice, telling him he had a day to pack and move he knew that there was probably very little he could have even done.

The weekend ahead was jammed back to front, first after moving out and saying his departure to Jake his now old new roommate, he had the task of moving into the wrestling dorm. Being the last to move in and by far the lowest member in the wrestling hierarchy he wasn’t given much say about his roommate - who had been given the non-imposing name of ‘The  Boulder’ Stepping into his new room it was easy to see why the rest of the team had  landed on this nickname, Tony ‘ aka the Boulder’ was easily the largest wrestler or even man properly on campus. Compared to Axel’s trim muscular frame Tony was a behemoth, standing at must have only been 5ft 9 what Tony lacked in height he made up for in size, he barely fit unto his double bed let alone their doorway. Wrestling had given Tony a strong muscular body with arms the size of tree trunks and thighs that could break bricks but his apparent gluttonous diet paved the way for his fat boy gut and rolls upon rolls of fat. Despite his impressive size and importance on the team even Axel could see why this was the least desirable roommate, from  the floor littered with candy packages, the smell of old takeout and Tony’s easily explained laziness leaving the room looking more like a pig sty, Axel’s  new roommate was definitely going to take some adjusting to

It wasn’t just to the ‘The boulder’ that Axel easily stood out too, it was the entire team, sure Axel certainly wasn’t a stick with his firm pecs and his muscles for days but the rest of the team was just in a  whole different arena. Most of them were Axels ages some a little older but they all looked like proper men, each one beefier than the next,  packed high with body hair and muscle. And they behaved just like proper men too, when they weren’t training they were sparring with other, playing the latest video games cracking beers and even watching pornos out in the open. Not to mention their limitless appetites fuelled by their wrestling led them to be constantly be grazing on takeout and various meats. Finishing  them all off with round stomachs and fuller frames all over.  But too Axels surpise it seemed that the boys had gladly  taken him in - even going as far to nickname him ‘Pretty boy’ already, it wasn’t till later as Tony plowed straight through a large dominoes pizzas he learnt their real intention. And as he struggled to fall asleep in his new room that was filled with  Tony’s  loud snoring or the greasy smell of the empty takeout boxes, Axel couldn’t help himself but be a bit giddy thinking about what the next year under Coach’s ‘wings’ would grow into

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“Now Davidson to put this simply there just isn’t enough of you is there’

Standing in his briefs as Coach took his necessary measurements, Axel couldn’t help but feel a tad  bit vulnerable sure he had a great muscular boy that people would line up to get with  but as Coach noted his findings 

'28 inch waist’

'160 lbs’

“90inch torso”

The sound of disappointment that followed each taking was enough to silence him 

‘If I played you in your current state, I’m pretty sure a middle scholar could snap you in halve you twig, now you wouldn’t want that would you’ he paused as if waiting for an answer, all Axel could do was nod sheepishly as Coach continued with his tangent 

“Exactly Davidson - not to mention the embarrassment you would probably face compared to the rest of my team they would spit you out for starters’ Coach went on “No we can’t have that now can we, So don’t your worry a pretty little hair on you head’

Coach  said  grabbing Axel’s chin and pushing his head side to side leaving a definite pause in the air 

“Coach won’t have that’  he said to himself breaking the silence in a hush tone 

“We’ll get some meat on those bones of yours in on time”

As the meeting continued and Axel found that Coach’s style of conversation was more like a series of instructions belted out to him, which he was expected to follow with no hesitation, this was something he was happy to do. He loved not having to use his own brain for anything and following Coach’s instructions left little room for error 

“Now dress up and sit down we’ve got some serious work to start Davidson’  

“Look this isn’t going to be easy - but its a good thing you’ve got the best coach this side of the Mississippi on you side’ Coach’s southern thang always found a way to jump out 

“First things first before I get you out there on the ring - I’m gonna to have to get you into fighting state - and from the looks of things I’ve got a lot of work to do - haven’t’

Axel thought it was best to just keep nodding his head in ever pause,  too clueless to really contribute anything 

“Right you get it Davidson, I’m going to have to put you on a little bulk - well not so little I guess’ laughed Coach 

“You’re gonna get Coach’s special Bulk up plan, the very same one that got me from looking like a pipsqueak like yourself into the man you see before yourself’ making a note to draw attention to his own impressive frame by flexing his giant arms 

Axel hated how turned on all this Man spreading was turning him on 

“I own you now, everything you do, say and eat MUST be exactly to  my orders even to  the last crumb - have made myself clear DAVIDSON  !!’ raising his voice to pin the point down 

All Axel could do was simply nod his square head up and down to scared and even more so turned on by Coach rage

“Exactly, now first thing out you gonna do is  throw out those little girls running shoes - ain’t going to be doing much of that anymore’ Pausing to let Axel quickly take off his shoes , and chucking  them in the bin behind his desk

‘I making a man not a feeble little mouse - ain’t I Davidson”

 Allowing time for Axel to nod as his wriggled his unhoused feet Coach went on 

 “No more training, no more cardio you can’t forgot all of that instead..” He said getting up and retrieving something 

“You’re going to be drinking these’

Handing Axel the largest shake he had ever seen

‘What you doing staring at it - I SAID DRINK UP - didn’t I’

Seeing Coach’s veins in his head, Axel quickly grabbed the shake and started gulping it down, and it wasn’t hard too -  it was delicious. Creamy and Chocolatey he gulped it down the fastest he could, even more turned than before. 

“Ah I see you like it - its Coach’s top secret recipe, Don’t go spreading it around will you now Davidson ?’

Too sacred to even nod Axel just kept drinking it the faster and faster only pausing to let out burps of the delicious concoction

“Attaboy you’re even sounding like a man already, there’s going to be a lot more of that now, 3 of those a day or everywhere you feel like putting those gay little running shoes on  - you hear  and  I BETTER not  see you wasting any of that ’

 Gulp, Axel made sure to finish the very last remnants, licking his lips free of the delicious substance in order to show Coach’s an empty cup

“That’s more like it, now here’s your amended timetable’

Handing it over, Axel was surprised to really see how much Coach power  really had at this college, apart from his main Business’s classes nothing remained all instead replaced with gym session and hours tabled sport, even his lunch had been  upgraded to 3 hours and he was happy to see even more free time 

“Like the changes huh Davidson’ Coach said spying Axels prying smile 

“Don’t get any ideas, each one of those gym sessions are mandatory , DON’T EVEN DARE  go skipping out on me now and in those free times you going to be under close eye - you hear !!” 

“Yes Coach” Axel let out, not knowing where it came from 

“Now with that all worked out’ Coach said putting on a smile himself ‘you’ll be pleased to know  you’ve joined us just in time for photos - now scram’

And with that Axel grabbed his bag, quickly fixed his boner and left, happy to know Coach’s orders for him. 

Returning to the changing team the rest of the team were eagerly  waiting to pounce  - “Look who it is ,Pretty boy’s back form his private session’ followed by the subsequent wooing and towel slaps as a blushing Axel made his way to Tony who was waiting with his  new wrestling singlet 

“Forgot them” Pausing to take chunks out of a giant chocolate bar “They grow out of’   Bite .. ‘your just fresh meat’ Tony said in-between bites, handing over his singlet

Trying it on, it was loose all over, Axel was practically swimming in it, asking Tony to read the label on the back in disbelief 

“XS, hey no pressure we just run a bit big here in wrestling’ Tony responded slapping his overflowing gut which wobbled and jiggled under his fat hand

But this didn't help Axel, when the words XS left his lips Axel couldn’t help but be shocked, Coach was right he was just a pipsqueak. Looking around all the other men filled their singlets nicely, showing off their round glutes  and filled pecs, he looked like a stick  in his, compared to them . His pecs barely  touched the straps not to mention the excess fabric around his thighs that piled up. Looking over at Tony he seemed  to be  having the opposite problem, all though his muscular arms and imposing gait  was clearly on display, the real star of the show was his fat gut that easily pushed the fabric to its limited, refusing to be contained and flowing over the singlet  hiding it from vision. Surrounded by all the other wrestlers Axel looked  borderline anorexic, nobody had ever made him feel so small all the guys he had go out always compliment his body but that was in the past, even Axel knew that if he was to survive on the team some change were going to have to made 

‘Ah don’t worry about them Axel, when Coach has his way with you will be filling out that singlet of yours in no time, not lets get moving’ Tony finished gobbling up the rest of the chocolate bar

When the photograph came out, it don’t take Axel long to see  he stood out like a sour thumb not being helped by being next to Tony’s giant self. Where he had abs the rest of them had thick muscle guts, his toned trim legs were their muscular beefy thighs, he looked like a boy next to men, even with his American good-looks and chiselled  jaw standing out to their double chin and rounded cheeks, Axel felt pathetic  but looking on the bright side as he guzzled down his shake, Coach had stepped in and he was happy to follow all of Coach’s orders to grow into a proper man.

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Chapter 1

“Of course I’ve won” exclaimed the beefy jock, opening up his chocolate Gordo bar, this was just the normal type of luck star quarterback Alexandro had, after a gruelling workout he had decided to indulge his sweet tooth by snaking on his favourite sneaky chocolate bar, and had gone and won the Gordo gold ticket. The rest of his football crew crowed around him, exclaiming how lucky he was and how jealous they all were, “Wow you get to stay at the Gordo chocolate factory for 6 whole months”, “Imagine all the free food you are gonna get”, “damn Alexandro you better bring us some scraps’

Alexandro chuckled as he walked over the gym mirror to check out his hot bod , his ripped muscular 6ft2 frame his massive guns - which were of course the biggest out of anyone of the team. As he turned in the mirror  he saw his tight inch waist and he pumped his large firm pecs, and how  could  he forget his meaty thighs and perky bubble but, not only was he the star of the uni’s football team but also the one with the body that sent shivers the spines of  anyone he looked at. The timing was perfect summer was coming up and after a year of winning games and barely sraping by academically this was just what he needed an all inclusive holiday.

It was finally the day, Alexandro was somehow the only  one who found the lucky ticket,  this barely troubled all it meant was more attention on him by the national press and the smoking hot  interviewers ,stepping out of his limo he was met with crowds upon crowds of people cheering at him, for no-one had entered the Gordo factory in years and were dying for any  information about what actually went on inside the worlds biggest chocolate factory. He was met with the flashing lights of the paparazzi  as he strode done the red carpet towards the gates of the factory, he made sure to wear his tightest gym equipment to reveal every tight inch of his smoking hot body, as he met up with the news staff, he made sure to be as charming as ever, flashing of his pearly whites while throwing his curly black hair back. This is how he would become a celebrity, he was simply playing the long-game he couldn’t wait until he strode out of those gates at Christmas time and be met with book deals and probably his own tv show. 

The questions he was asked were just feeding his  already inflated ego , “How lucky you are to be so handsome and now this” etc etc was all he heard . However one question hit him on the spot, “How do you plan to stay in such good shape while being surrounded by so much chocolate”, He hadn’t really thought about that but he quickly threw out  on the answer, “Easy, you don’t get this good  looking without having a strict diet and large will power , and I am sure Mr Gordo’s got a few weights in there to pass the time, so don’t you worry by the time I get out I  still gonna  be hot enough to take you out on a date”. The interviewer slightly blushed while Alexandro moved on to the gates ,  it was time.

Suddenly the crowd fell silent as the factory doors opened, Alexandro quickly turned to see who his mystery lodger was gonna be, one foot after another came out until  one of the beefiest muscular man he had ever seen was standing before him , he was a giant among men. Mr Gordo stood nearly 6ft10 tall he had one of the largest upper builds that Alexandro had ever seen, as he kept walking his second biggest feature came into view,  his  large gut  - “what a fatty thought” Alexandro, his gut alone must have weighed the same as a normal American male , it had nothing on Alexandro’s tight 6 pac. Soon the started to gates close  and only Alexandro was allowed to enter guided in by Mr Grodo, they walked in silence to the factory doors and just like that they entered and Alex said goodbye to the outside world the door shut sealing him in .

Mr Gordo firmly introduced himself, to Alex as he led him  round the factory, an automated  robot  appeared out of no way and took Alex’s things - cool he thought but his mind was distracted by everything else before him , while the tour started he was shown how the chocolate was made, where the flavours were  added and even how it was packaged  it was all done entirely the automated machines  with there long metal arms moving and passing stuff along as if there were alive themselves,  the tour was quite boring in itself  aside from the robots flying past them on convery belts moving at impressive coordinated speeds, Mr Gordo must have been a genius, but aside form that   the factory seemed to  operate just like any other factory, Mr Gordo now dropped Alex of at to his suite, and had told that he would be back for dinner for a surprise, he hadn’t utter much of anything on the tour, it made sense now why he had chosen to seal himself of from the outside world. The suite, of course was massive its curtains were closed and were clasped  locked possible holding back the aforementioned surprise, Alex decided to focus on  multiple roomed living suite , this was the life Alex could get used to  designer sofas with the largest flat-screen he had ever seen  of course paired with the latest games console and decked out kitchen, stepping into it, the kitchen seemed to come alive, the lights shone and a seemingly normal kitchen cupboard open automatically 

“Ahhh, exclaimed Alex

As a 6ft robot somehow woke it self up and headed towards him, it was wearing a chef outfits allowing Alex to quickly come  to the conclusion that this was just  another one of those automated robot he had seen racing about the factory 

“What can I get for you Master Alexandro”, let out the robot in a mechanical cold voice widening its Led eyes and moving its arms 

“Wow, this is on a next level “

The robot stayed they waiting for its orders, waiting to be for service, Alex was still in shock and how impressive it all

‘What can I ask for’

“Master, there is nothing you can ask for that cannot be made in this question’

Pondering for a moment, Alex wanted to see how much this robot lived up his world and after seeing all that chocolate- his sweet tooth was begging for some chocolate 

‘Well in that case,.. I think a chocolate, vanilla infused milkshake is just what I need right now’

And just like that, the robot read to life, whizzing sound the kitchen would seemed to connected to the robot inner workings as it folded itself up and brought out tubes of choloacte and milk forms its cabinets

‘Here master, I hope this is to your liking’

As the robot handed Alex one of the most delicious looking milkshakes he had ever seen 

‘Ymmmm, this is delicious - what did you do this’

“Well a robot never shared its secrets’ and with that it could tell its job was done and shut done 

As Alex continued to look around while drinking his milkshakes, he realised  that the entire suite was packed with robots of all sizes, ones to clean the floor and make the Californian kings size bed and ones to seemingly pick out his clothes in the morning, and as he walked passed the fully equipped gym with all the things he could ever need plus some,  a fully packed desert bar  drew him away, of course coming with a robot sever that swirled alive the moment  Alex got near, it had chocolate fountains paired with a  rotating ice cream dispenser and a giant churro maker built in . The inner sweet tooth Alex had came to  alive once more  but he pulled himself away to check out the rest of suite. There were even robots in the bathroom ones that came up the wall whose hand were filled with toothbrushes and sponges, damnnnn Alex thought to himself this is the life. 

Realising he had time to kill until dinner, Alexandro of course hit the gym, he wasn’t going to be distracted by all the snacks he was an athlete and needed to get his gains in, the robots in the  gym timed him and calculated his body fat levels at a neat 10% body fat and a whopping 90% muscle. While he was lifting weights, - sported by a robot , how cool, another robot came up and introduced itself.

“Hello Master Alexandro, we robots are here to follow your every command, I am the master robot Unit in charge of all operations ”

“Wicked”

“Now, we are all coded to one master mind to increase our efficiency in filling your wishes”

“Damn that’s sick”

“Is there anything we can help with you right now”

“Nothing that you can do”, Alex let out while struggling to lift a really heavy weight”Not unless your can make me big enough to life these weights” he chuckled

The robot  stood still for a minute ,as if he was calculating something to say Alex could even hear its  metal thoughts whizzing about in there , until he broke his silence by saying 

“We can do our best”

After a couple of minutes he promptly returned with what seemed like a protein  shake in his hand.

“Damn , who guys are good”, Alex thought assuming it was just another protein shake, unknown to him that the robot had already started on his requested to be bigger.

“Just give us a call, after all we are at your service” 

Finishing his workout , Alexandro chilled in his very own spa until planting himself down on the most comfortable sofa in his life, it was like the sofa was alive moving and adjusting itself to fit Alex’s body perfectly, damn, Mr Gordo really  had gone all out, as he felt the sofa cup around his meaty thighs and tight bubble but. It even had a massage option, which he of course turned on and every part for him vibrated  even to his ball sac.

Tuning on the flatscreen, with his voice somehow, he simply said he needed controllers and they appeared, the tv of course came with every single  game to ever come out, Alexandro simply sat back into sofa and played the lastest resident evil, until he heard a knock on the door.

Quickly checking himself out in the mirror, a thought quickly came to his mind.,

“Unit open the door would you”

And just like that Unit woke it self up from the shadows and buzzed other to the door

“Ahh, I see you are quickly adjusted to life inside the factory”, Mr Gordo announced as he made his way into the suite

“Yh, its well wicked - you got things in here that haven’t even been thought about yet what do you pay the other staff to keep them quiet ’

“Correction, for the next 6 months you and myself will be the only “humans’ in this factory trust I have had my runs in with staff members who lets say couldn’t behave themselves  ”

And with that Alex simply nodded his head, quickly seeing how imposing the 6ft 10 that towered over him really was

After a couple minutes of small talk, Alexandro was led by Mr Gordo into the grand dining room, he had explained along the way the way to the jock that he was free to spend his time however he wanted but he would have to dine with Mr Gordo every day to provide feedback on the ai, see Mr Gordo explained that Alex’s real purpose here was to simply provide feedback on the ai before he expended the company form a simple chocolate company to the  world renowned ai power house it could really be.

Or something like that, Alex hadn’t really been paying attention, he caught himself in a mirror was they were walking and had got lost in thought admiring his own hot ripped body.

“Now I see Alex, that you take very good care about your body- I myself can’t say the same to many late nights at the desk table, so I would be happy to alert Unit on any dietary stuff I don’t want any of my gluttony to rub on you and ruin you body”

“Nah don’t sweat it, I’m gym-rat  to the core, anything I gain I simply going to shred into pure muscle”, Alex body said flexing his guns to Mr Gordo 

“I see, well maybe I should learn a thing or two from you, huh’ Mr Gordo said as he patted his huge stomach.

The conversation continued as some robots whirled around them placing plates and pallets of food between the two, full breasted roast chicken and steaming hams as well as gravy boast filled to the top. It all looked so good, damn with all this extra protein in my diet I’m bound to get huge thought Alex, as the two dove straight into the food once it was all laid out. 

Mr Gordo ate as if he was famished, desperately pushing turkey leg and chicken breast into his mouth, no wonder he was so fat Alex continued to think the man has no control , however after one bite of the rich ham,  he too ate as if he hadn’t seen, food in days, it was all so good every bite was rich and creamy, he just couldn’t stop. The two didn’t talk the duration of the meal all their  thought went straight  to the food until not a scarp was left between the two of them.

“I see how you are in such shape my boy, for someone so small you sure to cramp a lot of meat down ya’  Mr Gordo chuckled as he slapped Alex bloated 6 -pac

“Yh, I treat my body like a temple, 24/7, all this is just fuel for the body”, Alex mummer back not likely being referred to as small 

“Well I hope you left room for desert, I still have my surprise to show you’

Alex was stuffed beyond words, it was like something came over him all really he needed was a good belly , his belly was bloated and was curving out of  his tight tank-top - maybe Unit gives good belly rubs, but not wanting to show himself up as a bad guest, he of course followed Mr Gordo out of the dining room, as they walked Mr Gordo inquired more about Alex, Alex simply told him that he wanted to be a big time celebrity after all this he even joked saying how he wanted to  be the biggest star the world has ever seen.Soon the two came across a large locked door,

“Now here Alex is where  I have had a  little bit of fun with the ai, all of course  vital to the wellbeing to the company”

The anticipation was killing Alex, somehow the idea of desert had somehow woken up his inner sweet-tooth and the dinner he had stuffed down him was long forgotten about, and then finally  moment he had been waiting for Mr Gordo opened the door

Chapter 2

The smell is what first hit him, it was gorgeous and so sweet it drew him  straight in, Mr Gordo simply stepped back and let the jock take it all in, Alex couldn’t believe his eyes the entire room was made out of chocolate, in the centre of the room was an Olympic sized pool made out of chocolate, that flowed all the way through the room and seemingly out to the rest of the factory, where ever   his eyes landed on he could see different kinds of chocolate ranging from white to dark to green minty and strawberry cheesecake chocolate in the all these different shapes- some were in the form of statues and others in the form of world famous paintings waiting to be eaten. Then suddenly  just when he was about to reach and grab a piece of chocolate from a towering chocolate statue, the whole room started to move and almost seemed as if ti was coming alive , Alex couldn’t comprehend it, until Mr Gordo simply said look up,

As he moved his eyes up, he couldn’t believe it the whole roof was shifting and beeping, it had tubes of chocolate flowing all throughout but  it was more than that it was as if it was waking up, that when he saw it long robotic  metal arms being sprouted form holes all around the room and coming down to shake Mr Gordo’s hand.

“What you are seeing is probably the largest sentient ai in the factory, possibly the world, meet Unit.2”

“What…. But it massive it must control this whole room”

“Yes it does butit does so much more than just that , what do your thing makes my chocolate so good, Unit of course, it is constantly tasting and adjusting the chocolate that gets pumped around the entire factory”

“What…”

“And the best part about it is that its alive, hooked up the  same mega mind that all robots share in this factory, so I would stay on its good side if I were you” chuckled Mr Gordo

“Oh and to forgot Its incredibly smart, what do you think made all these chocolate pieces of art huh kid’

Mr Gordo chuckled as Alex took in the chocolate Mona Lisa, done it incredible detail it was almost a prefect copy expect of course being made entirely out of chocolate

Alex needed a minute to take it all in,  he needed to say  anything smart yet profound he thought, but he was beaten to it as he felt his stomach rumble, and Mr Gordo gave out another chuckle

“Well excuse me, I promised you desert didn’t I, here lets take a seat and give unit something to work with’

However the moment Alex sat down, he felt himself being scanned and prodded by the numerous arms of Unit.2

“Oh why yes did I forgot to mention, Unit is able to found out what type and kind of desert you desire simply by giving you a quick scan”

Alex still couldn’t process what was happening, but the moment a chocolate sundae was produced with extra chocolate sauce, he knew that Mr Gordo was a true genius.

It was amazing, it was as if the chocolate he ate was produced just for him it was sweet and filling, and it met every deep down fix he needed, it was  so good in fact he had to thank Unit for it. This was met with some lights being flashed and robotic parts  resolving.

“Oh stop it Alex, you’re making Unit blush “, Mr Gordo said ibeetween bites of his own personalised dish, “Look it’s even giving you a gift”

A tube was quickly emerging from the pool filled in with deep brown chocolate and heading towards Alex, it stoped abruptly at Alex’s face.

“I think it wants you to put your mouth to the tube, and don’t look at me like that , it’s alive remember’

Alex sat there puzzled for a bit, he was behind confused already at units power 

“Well hurry up, it doesn’t even let me drink form the river, that chocolate is the finest in the world , it has to be  watered done per say for the masses to stop them going crazy”

Well when in an ai controlled chocolate room, Alex thought, as he put his mouth to the tube, which soon become filled with the most richest and delicious chocolate he could ever even comprehend, it only lasted a couple of seconds as the hot chocolate guzzled done Alex, before he couldn’t take it any more, and had to tap out. He was stuffed behind record, now coated in delicious chocolate that he couldn’t stop licking from his fingers.

“Well Alex I believe this is all I have time for today, you are allowed anyway in the factory aside from this room of course -  safely protocols and so forth, so until tomorrow’

And as Mr Gordo plodded out, Alex needed a few minutes to digest the orgasmic chocolate he had just devoured, he think he might have cummed a bit.

Chapter 3

Waking up the next morning, Alexandro wanted to spend the whole morning in bed he couldn’t escape how comfortable it was, sure he should go on his normal morning jog but when your bed has built in massage controls, its hard to imagine ever leaving. Anyways that’s was his job here wasn’t, to product test all this ai, he would be letting Mr Gordo down if he failed to test all of it especially the built in  massage controls, his jog could wait. After another hour in bed he finally got up and checked  himself  out in the bathroom mirror, he saw his brown Latino skin look perfectly tight over his ripped abs- yesterday after all was just a cheat day. As he went to shower he realised that he might as well use all the fancy cleaning robots installed - when else was he gonna have this experience, and of course it was amazing, he didn’t  even need to move , the warm sponges simply glided over his body caressing every muscle. He was suddenly brought out of his bliss by Units metallic voice coming out of a monitor in the wall.

“Good morning master Alexandro”

“What” Alex quickly spun around covering his girthy cock until realising it was just Unit

“Woah sorry, didn’t see you there Unit, not used to robot voices in the shower to be honest”

“My fault, master Alex I need to learn how to follow normal human behaviour, what would you like for breakfast’

“Oh, I don’t know what do you have”

“Anything you could wish for”

“Well when you’ve say it like that, I might as well have an extra protein heavy breakfast, gotta get big remember”, Alex smirked flexing his guns to what he assumed where Unit’s senses 

“Of course , ‘gotta to get big’, I will have the chief cook up a meal to fit these requirements, till you need me I will be waiting for your service  “

And just like that the monitor shut down, getting out of the shower, drying fans quickly turned on - damn Mr Gordo had really thought of everything huh. Unit had left out a dressing gown on Alex’s already made bed, putting it on made him feel extremely expensive as if it was made out pure silk  - which it probably was, not knowing what else  to wear Alex simply adorned a pair of tight white jock straps that hugged his flat 6 pac and exposed his bubble but. With the curtains drawn back, he could see the large chocolate pool, decorated in waterfalls and tubes pumping  the rich creamy chocolate to the rest of the factory. He didn’t notice how  he rubbed  his stomach at the sight of the chocolate as it was calling out for another taste, As he waited for his food to be done he simply did some quick push ups to keep the blood pumping, but the moment Unit called his name he ran stomach first to the dining table.

“Damn is all this really just for me”, said Alex looking at the family size breakfast

“Well as of your orders, ‘to get big’ I simply  took the necessary  actions, Is anything wrong master  “

“ Nope not at all after all who am I to argue with a computer huh ” Alex responded greedily looking at all the food laid out before him.

And with that he dove straight in, there must have been a pancake machine, he thought as he ate the fat american  pancakes one after another each one as prefect as the next , each coated in thick maple syrup he must have had at least 5, then he munched on the beautifully cooked  sunny side ups, shortly followed by the most perfectly cooked bacon he had ever tasted This was the life, he said as he licked the maple syrup up from the plates and washed down his food with a large glass  of freshly squeezed  oj

“I see you have enjoyed all you food master Alex”

“Please this was nothing compared to what it normally takes to fuel this body”

“I see, I will make note of that for next time and I will make  sure the necessary precautions are done for your next meal ”

Feeling already stuffed at 11:00 in the morning, Alex knew he had to take it slow before hitting the gym, so he decided to take it easy and just laze about on the couch digesting his meal, when he hit the gym around  about 1ish he made sure to push himself hard on the weights, it took a lot of him but just when he was about to reach a personal record he just couldn’t hack it, he just wasn’t strong  enough yet, and was as if Unit was reading his mind, he was met with a thick shake of what he assumed to be pure protein, it must have been laced with chocolate with how sweet it was but he was sure Unit had probably just added some next level protein powder . It was so good he  asked for another one as he jokingly watched Unit lift the weights he had been lifting, he even got a bit flushed in the face  when Unit started to lift more than he could even imagine,  as he watched he downed his drink determined  to go again and after a couple of more reps of still not getting anyway near to what Unit had joking pressed he called it quits and asked for another shake, he knew it was time for cardio but after about 20 minutes of running he just felt too sluggish to carry on and instead requested another shake to refuel with as he hit the sauna. And it felt good to be the only person for miles as he let his junk hang out as Unit added more coals to the fireplace.

The rest of the day was spend lazing out on the sofa playing some intense video games, so much so he had to stop at the snack bar for his gamer fuel, ordering an extra creamy milkshake.  Oddly enough the milkshake tasted eerily simply to his shakes earlier , but he couldn’t really focus on that  especially when he had to get to the next level of his game. It wasn’t long till he had finished his second milkshake  but soon enough he  knew he needed another ‘proper’ meal, ordering his favourite cheat meal for a late lunch, a  double decker cheeseburgers and cheesy fries, he told himself he deserved it of course after all the weights he had lifted earlier, he must not have specified the order  because when Unit appeared to had made almost halve a dozen of hand sized cheeseburgers he wondered if he had bitten of more than he could chew, but liking Unit’s incentive he simply ploughed straight though  guzzling down on all the beefy cheesy burgers. Dinner wasn’t until 9 , so he knew he could go overboard and still dine fine  with Mr Gordo.

Finally plopping the last fry in his mouth, it was as if all the food he had eaten had caught up to him, on a normal day he would hit the gym again and burn some calories, but with all the food he had scoffed down he felt the world’s biggest food coma coming on, the thought of hitting the treadmill compared to lazing on the couch soon faded away and he  spent the rest of the day sitting it out on the sofa nodding in and out of a food coma and waking up to play his cock.

  The Knock on the door snapped Alex out of his sleepy rest, he had company -  shit was it already 9 he must have missed his afternoon run. Unit had already opened the door and by the time Alex had wiped the saliva from his mouth, Mr Gordo and barged in to the room while he was still halve asleep on the couch, it quickly dawned on him also  that he was still  wearing nothing but a tight jock-strap.

“Relax’ Mr Gordo said realising the look on Alex’s face as he squirmed about to get a cushion to cover his privates 

“This is your suite you home I wouldn’t have you treat any other way, besides a good looking jock like you has nothing to be hide  especially  compared to this old fat body”

“Non-sense, your in fine state, and if you ask me I need to bulk up a bit’ 

This was met with another one of Mr Gordo deep chuckles

This had  calmed Alex, but he still insisted on putting on some of Units prepared silky tracksuit  before dinner,

Dinner of course was delicious, tonight it was honey drizzled pig, and yes he meant a whole pig, despite all the food he had gorged over the day, when he laid his eyes on the beautifully cooked pig he felt his mouth salivate and his stomach growl he found himself  still craving more and more after each helping,  it was just so juicy and rich, and besides thinking about those weights he could’t  lift in the gym - he said he needed to get big and this is how he would do it.

Once again ,after the entire pig was scoffed down by the two of them, Mr Gordo escorted him though the factory and straight to the chocolate room. As Alex stepped though the door, the room came to live machines twirled and lights flashed as Unit.2 was pleases to see him.  Tonight it was double layered chocolate cake the kind that was drizzled in chocolate and was about the size of his head, he and Mr Gordo dove straight in to their separate meals, but here Alex’s size showed him up  he just couldn’t take it, eating almost halve a pig and now digging into the richest and heaviest cake he had ever seen, he just couldn’t stomach it , he forfeited, laying back in his chair and placing  his hands on his heavily extended bloated stomach. And as Mr Gordo chuckled and reached over to eat some of Alex’s cake , the he most strangest thing happened, a metal  arm extended  from a nearby vent, grabbed the plate from Mr Gordo stubby arms  and started to grab the remains of cake and feed it to Alex 

“Fascinating, I’ve never seen Unit respond to anyone like this, it’s as if it’s wanting you to finish its food, why Alex I certainly think you have left an impression on this old ai”  

Alex couldn’t help but blush before letting out a very tasty belch

“Well what can I say I have that power other the ladies… I mean robots”

Not wanting to let down the probably the smartest and arguably the biggest robot in the world, Alex took the spoonfuls of cake and stuffed them down, he was really gorging himself now, when he wanted to quit he told himself he would just burn of these extra calories in the gym tomorrow so there was really no harm. And as he stuffed his face with cake another metal arm emerged from a vent and appeared  to rub his bloated abdomen, encouraging him even more to finish the cake 

And when finally the last crumb had gone down his throat, the tube appeared again and Alex didn’t know what came other him, but pushing  himself forward he let the chocolate tube stuff  his face him till he once more had to tap at. And as if it was an reward the same arm patted Alex on his head before retreating back into the vents 

“Now Alex, my boy I would be careful if I were you, that chocolate is 100% divine, its very addictive and  I would hold back if I were you” Mr Gordo finally said after the whole ordeal ‘That chocolate is hard to quit, just look at me’

He chuckled as he slapped his fat gut

“No problem , but I don’t want to anger this robot  beauty and besides I think I’ve got a bit of a  stronger willpower then you huh Tubs  “ Alex laughed, not noticing Mr Gordo’s face drop slightly 

“Never mind then forgot, I ever said anything, besides your an athlete, I’m certain your athletes have lots of will power when it comes this’

“Yh, yh willpower” Alex mumered as he licked the chocolate off his fingers.

 They made their way back to their respective parts of the factory - if Mr Gordo had been troubled earlier he made no effort to show it as he patted Alex on the back as they parted away , Alex chuckled to himself as he let Unit brush his teeth and clean his face  thinking about how ridicules  it was of Mr Gordo to tell him to be careful with the chocolate,  after all he was a star athlete it was in his nature to be strong. Yet  the moment he hit his bed and felt Unit tuck him in, he fell into a much needed food coma dreaming about  all the chocolate that awaited him over the next couple of months. 

Chapter 4 

It had now been nearly two months  of staying in the suite and Alex had quickly gotten used to his new and much more convenient life, he would wake up every morning to the smell of a big hearty American breakfast being cooked just for him, in the bathroom all the tedious jobs of brushing his teeth and even washing himself was done by the robots happily. He could spend the entire day in his underwear and there was no one to protest- not that they would of course, Unit certainly didn’t complain as he strolled about in his underwear and silk robe. Each morning he looked forward to what Unit had had prepared for him, his favourite of course was the buttery pancakes drizzled in maple syrup and sided with a tray full of crunchy bacon. Unit had noted that this was his preferred meal ,so of course went the extra mile of doubling down on its size whenever it was served. Somedays Alexandro would start the day with nearly a dozen fat pancakes, and he loved it - he was finally being treated like the stud he was, sometimes he would hit the Gym for a couple hours pushing weights while  being weighted on by Unit who would always refill his chocolatey protein shakes, he still attempt  a bit of cardio here and there but breakfast always left him feeling so sluggish especially after weights so with that cardia was off and replaced with sauna time.  As the weeks passed the games library would always be updated with  Alex finding himself being glued to the screen  with what ever next level game he was supplied with, and of course he could play vr, it was the most intense thing he did. While he gamed he  would constantly be grazing on whatever the snack bar had on that day- somedays it would be cotton candy other nachos but there would always be chocolate to Alex’s delight. Lunch was Alex’s anchor in the day it split his two gaming session in halve and Unit always made sure it was worth it ,  Unit  of course had followed suit of Alex’s requirements to get bigger and provided Alex with all the meat a jock like him needed to get bigger, somedays he would  plough though nearly a dozen beefy overspilling burgers and of course the cheesiest fries imaginable others it would deep dish pizzas and hordes of overspilling tacos. The remaining part of the day would be spent dozing in and out of a food coma which  Alex had  called getting ready for dinner  he needed time to probably digest his food before meeting up with Mr Gordo. The competitive natures of the two had  really quickly turned dinner into a eating competition between the pair of them to see  who could digest the most quickest, Mr Gordo of course won but Alex wasn’t always that far off, his competitive nature told  told  himself that it was just because Mr Gordo was a complete fatty with no control that allowed him to beat him. Desert was however was the  polar opposite to dinner the two of them  would savour the gourmet and brilliant deserts designed for them by Unit.2, here they would engage mostly in conversation about Alex’s athletic life, Alex would explain in absolute detail his play through as a quarterback and  how winning was so easy with a body like his, while digging into Units chocolatey deserts. Then came the best part of the day , his treat for eating all his food, the most divine chocolate in the world pouring down his throat, and as the weeks passed Alex could take more and more  of it until he almost lasted a complete minute before spluttering it all up, he hadn’t heeded Mr Gordo’s advise and how could he it was too good.

month 4

Burrrpppppppppp,

Alexandro let out the another  burp as he finished another one of Unit’s shakes, ahhh it tasted so good and creamy he thought as he scratched his bloated stomach, it was almost dinner and he hadn’t left  the sofa all day and why would he anything he could possible need was delivered straight to him by unit. He wondered to himself as unit delivered a dozen of fresh hot donuts straight to his mouth as he gamed what possible joy Unit could find like this serving his every need.

Little did he know how much Unit revelled in serving him,  over the last couple of months had Unit able to learn so much about humans, about their likes and their needs, Alex was Unit’s little case study and it was learning some about him, storing  all of his  behaviours  over the last couple of months in to its hard drive -  what he liked to eat,at what time Alex liked to be woken and most importantly how much he had seemed to  enjoy Unit’s mission of getting him ‘bigger’. Unit was able to scan Alex’s brain every time whenever it delivered a plate full of food to him  and the endorphins were off the scale - Unit was definitely doing something right. Unit was learning so much and growing in its knowledge about what humans needed and Unit hadn’t been the only thing growing since had Alex moved in, Unit’s sensors eagerly picked up on Alex’s inflating size. As Alex laid on the couch mostly naked, Unit was easily able to detect the changes in Alex’s size. First it had been his abs, they quickly had lost their definition and were now slowly being coated in a layer of fat, according to Unit’s access to the web  Alex’s abdomen could know actually be classified as a gut, and these changes were all over Unit eagerly noted how Alex pecs were swelling up day by day with more adipose the same changes were being seen in his  ballooning butt - Unit made note to alter Alex’s clothes at night ( once it researched how alarming humans  can find this experience). Notes were made on  Alex’s  thickening waistline which was outgrowing his first 29 inch measurement   it was getting  thicker and thicker which Unit believed was the human body’s adaption to support his growing midsection. Unit scanned Alex all over detecting his loss in muscle tissue and tone  and his increase in body fat levels and compared it to the surface changes of how Alex’s arms and thighs  were swelling up with all this extra fat, it connetced this to Alex’s changes in behaviour. Over the last couple of months Alex was noted to use the gym less and less and favoured more sedentary practices in and how despite his change in exersise levels he still carved more and more food - food which Unit was particular energy rich. Unit was having a marvellous time, scanning and learning about humans and Alex was their prefect guina pig 

Completely oblivious to all these scans Alex reached for a donut  than another plugged into to his Vr headset he had no idea how well noted his descent of gluttony was being. As his hand danced blindly  around an empty donut box searching for any stragglers the loud sound of Mr Gordo  knocking on the door for dinner broke him form his gluttonous ritual, the days sure went fast when halve of it was spent sleeping and the other halve gaming, he had spent  almost another whole day entirety on the sofa eating whatever he could  possibly have wanted and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Alex my boy, come on quickly before the food gets cold” Mr Gordo chuckled turning off of his VR set 

Alex quickly stirred of the sofa, flicking of the crumbs of  his stomach and licking the icing of his fingers

‘Umm dinner - what’s it tonight’

“Just you wait my boy’ chuckled Mr Gordo eyeing up Alex 

Years of only spending his days with robots fixing them and winding them up, had made Mr Gordo enjoy having another play thing in his arms, when Alex had insulted him the over day he knew a funny little game he could play on the poor boy and as he sized by Alex he could see the boy was playing it very well. 

 As Alex off course had been very musclier before and with such an impressive build  the changes were harder to see but they were there, Mr Gordo of course  noticed that the jock had significantly widened in the waist, the boys abs could only faintly be seen as his stomach had rounded out and muffin topped over his tight jockstrap, and that the beginning of a double chin was slowly forming around the studs face paired with his cheeks losing their tight definition  

Dinner had of course grown in size to accommodate Alex’s increase in appetite, he was drinking nearly 5l of shakes ever day all of which riddled with appetite enhances so now after 4 month he was plowing through dinner with Mr Gordo. Only a month ago Alex would have called it quits but when Mr Gordo signalled for Unit to bring out the 3rd helping of turkey - it was like his competitive nature went into overdrive, as he reached for helping after helping mimic Mr Gordo’s piggish appetite.

“Alex, its nice to see you throughly making use of all the ai in your suite”, let out Mr Gordo after the plates  of food between the two had been licked clean

“Of course I have Mr Gordo” Alex let out in-between burps 

“Might I add, Alex that unit has told him your instructions of getting big, would you like myself to install a fitness regime into the gym ai”

“Nah don’t sweat it, all this extra stuffing is simply just fuel for my bulk, I gotta get big first and then imma hit the treadmill to burn off any side effects’

“Well, I’m sure  a jock like you knows what’s best, and let me just add your’re certainly  looking more beefier than when you first came’

“Yeah, its all about the process of course, gotta get big first to get some massive gains when I leave”

“ Certainly my dear boy now if you don’t mind , I think its time for dessert, If I dare say so myself”

The simple mention of desert made Alex’s eyes lit up , like always Unit.2 had  completely outdone themselves producing gourmet chocolatey eclairs each pumped to the brim with delicious cream, the moment they entered Alex’s eyesight he was fixed on stuffing each one down his throat,  it wasn’t long till he was covered in chocolate and his stomach was fully bloated after another day of ploughing through his food - this was the good life Alex thought to himself as he licked up the remains chocolate form his lips 

Dropping Alex of at his suite, Mr Gordo made a quick stop before hitting his bed,

‘Unit boot up’

With his voice Unit woke itself up immediately from  its charging spot and awaited Mr Gordo’s command

“Unit under my instructions I want you to increase you protocols on making master Alexandro bigger, this means doing what ever you can to following his demands and taking it to 300%”

“Yes master Gordo, anything else”

“Now that you have mentioned it, the gym equipment inside masters Alexandro suite is to be in a permanent state of renovations” Mr Gordo continued “None of this is to be mentioned to the my little Guinea pig master Alexandro instead carry like on normal”

“Yes master”

Chapter 5

 6 months 

 Every day the smell of sizzling bacon would find its ways through the suite and cluster around Alex’s bed, it become second nature for him to wake up, stomach rumbling eager to be fed. The smell of the pancakes filled the air as the robots brushed his teeth and washed him, Alex couldn’t even remember the last time he had to do all those tedious chores for himself. And finally the smell of freshly squeezed OJ called him to the dining table as he quickly pulled up his custom underwear and put on his fluffy robe and slippers, eager to eat his breakfast

Alex couldn’t place it but it was as if it had happened over night, but the food Unit cheffed up must have  almost doubled in size and quadrupled in taste, breakfast was constant feasts of platters filled high with greasy strips of bacon and towering stacks of plump pancakes. But despite this monstrous portions, by the time he was done with it there wasn’t a crumb left on the table, he was eating more than he had ever had and yet still he hungered for more. It might  have been when the gym was closed for temporary repairs which soon turned into an almost permanent closure that he saw his diet skyrocket in food ,  and at  first Alex was a little perplexed by this as the days turned into weeks of closure the idea of a gym even existing slowly faded out of his mind, instead it was replaced with hours spent lounging on the couch binge watching all the tv he could ever wanted, and  gaming  in the suite trying out the latest Vr experiences that required very little movement - hours  could be spent plugged in steering at the screen with one hand on the console and the other  constantly grazing on whatever snacks Unit left beside him. 

Lunch had now seemingly evolved into 2 meals  to make up the numerous amount of spare time in the day, Alex had the pleasure of being served lunch every where he was, the suite with its high tech technology bended and folded around him to make  suitable eating spaces that could accommodate for the copious amount of food that would be served up. Alex would stuff his face with Bbq coated ribs and handfuls of crispy chips  washing it all down with copious amounts of creamy milkshakes and refreshing coke without ever moving an inch .  After Lunch he would spend his hours in the newly built spa section - built just for him ( Mr Gordo’s fix due to current state of the gym he was told) , and just like ever other  part of the factory it was riddled with robots ready to serve Alex’s every whim and need. He was given  rigorous massages ( which he was told were the same exercise requirements as hitting the gym or something like that, when Unit brought up the numbers his mind quickly wondered). All he knew was that it worked for him, the machine had to all the work and all he had to do was lie there - all in all it sounded like the ideal workout, he was paraded around on a moveable island that was carried to various stations where the robots oiled him up and massaged his growing body,  finishing it off in a  long sauna session.  After being all pampered  up the rest of the day was spent lazing about and waiting for this  his next favourite part - Dinner. The simple knock of the door got his stomach rumbling,  and with the walk to dinner seemingly getting  longer and longer Alex was ravenous when he sat done at the table not nothing  the pungent  sweat forming in the rolls his ballooning body. 

Dinner was in a league of its own, like everything else it had been  ballooned to behind recognition, they must have spent hours in silence feasting on whatever Unit wheeled out, the pair of them ate like pigs and definitely started to resemble them - each other rubbing on the other, and after the seconds and the thirds the pair of them both forgot about the silly competition they had between them, as their laid back in the comfortable chairs, guts exposed to the world breathing their deep breathes too stuffed to move. However this moment of pause was shortly lived as with a the sound of a bell being rung, the door to the chocolate room was opened and  a tall  familiar muscular figure stood in the pathway. 

Over the duration of the stay Mr Gordo had gone on and on about Unit.2 how it would be lifelike, smarter more mobile - in simple mirroring the human body and mind - Alex had paid this little attention until the first prototypes started to move out , where he was met by more and more models - they started out ever so simple,  the first one was basically the base Unit model, but then as the weeks rolled past the model got more and more impressive. They got larger and larger, their limbs more smooth and their design more futuristic, it wasn’t long till their long  metals limbs were replaced with sleek metal human shaped arms, and long strong fitting legs replaced Unit’s giant wheels. The body of the machine evolved to mirror that of a firm metal torso, and finally the head was moulded into shape. When Mr Gordo finally reached the final model, Alex was at first a little drawn back up its startling familiar appearance

“Perplexed my dear boy’’

Alex was more the startled it looked almost like him

“Well my boy, I have a secret to profess, when I first laid eyes on you , I knew right then and there that you handsome form and shape would be the perfect base for Unit.2”

Alex didn’t know what to say as he approached the 7ft tall imposing metal robot that had a remarkable similarity to himself

‘Why don’t be alarmed - take it as a compliment of course - and Come meet Adam”

And with that the towering grey robot came to live, with red beaming eyes and a deep murmur, it came to live like a creature re-awakening of a long sleep, its limbs started to move and twist its parts shifted under their own weight and finally its head tilted just like a humans - until as if becoming aware of its environment it turned to face Alex 

And in a deep robotic voice it proclaimed 

“Hello Alexandra, how can I be of service today”

And since then Alex was hooked, he wished to spend ever second in this factory with this amazing experiment but under Mr Gordo’s order Adam’s appearances were heavily restricted. Alex could go weeks without seeing them, but that didn’t matter when Adam appeared in to the door way- just like they did tonight, they pair of them would spend hours communicating and conversing. Leaps and bounds were made in-between this appearance as Mr Gordo tinkered away and it wasn’t long that  Adam seemed to be a  fully sentient functioning robot who had their own their own thoughts and feelings.

And so when Unit rang the desert bell Alex did look forward to the food but the idea seeing Adam was more the greater reward. When Adam appeared it was like no time had even passed and the two would pick up on their long conversations, Adam couldn’t help but question the outside world and Alex was happy to abide. Adam just like Unit did learned all about Alex and most importantly he learned what a sweet tooth the boy and with its  more powerful body that had control over all the machines in the chocolate room it seemed to take joy in making  marvellous chocolate dishes for Alex to sink his teeth into. And the two’s relationship  only grew as Alex was stuffed his face with dessert after dessert explains his life outside as Adam happily watched and observed 

As the months  passed, Alex could barely keep track of what he ate for dinner the previous day let alone what day it was , he was happily living in this chocolatey blissful bubble  - and although the outside world wasn’t far away- he gave it no thought at all but all this came crashing down the moment Mr Gordo opened his lips to say 

“Well Alex, I hope you’ve  enjoyed you stay here - what is it one one week left till I have to bid you goodbye’

It was like an endless cold rain cloud over his head , Alex felt as if he had been rudely awoken from a perfect dream to his harsh new reality that he would have to return to the outside world , the food over the week seemed colder and his bed was less comfy now that he knew this was all not permeant, and as much as he wished it wouldn’t the week flew by until it was his final night

And with Unit packing his bags, he was soon met with an even harshly reality, he’d gone a bit too crazy with his bulk and was had long passed  chubby territory and his once trim muscular body was unmistakable fat

 The rude awakening occurred to him as he pulled out his pre factory life clothes, and even with Unit’s help he couldn’t squeeze himself back into them his nikey joggers wouldn’t budge over his pudgy thighs, his tight muscle frame shirts strained to get over his ample pecs not to mention his mountainous abdomen with his larger shirts failing at the next hurdle - his ample love handles leaving his girth sides and front bulge out. 

And as the sound of tearing filled the room as he tried to put on his Nikey jacket over him it  stood no chance against his hefty back Alex  knew it was futile. How had he let this happen, he thought as he stared at himself in the suite’s 360 mirrors he knew he had put on some weight, maybe some muscle as well but as he tried to flex his arms all he saw was fat. Admittedly he knew  had gone overboard with the food, but how couldn’t he wasn’t that what he was there for. His damn sweet tooth had cursed him as piled dish after dish down into his greedy mouth and now his big mouth had caught up to him.

 Alex knew he had put on some fat in his stay but seeing his torn trousers on the floor and tank tops that he couldn’t squee his arms into it - he didn’t realise it was this bad. For fucks sake he had a proper fat boy gut, deep under there once stone-cut abs but now as he slapped his gut it jiggled,  and it wasn’t hard to see how his trousers split he was massive he even had  proper fat boy love handles not to mention jiggly man tits.  Turning around in the mirror he couldn’t help but shed a tear at his rotund arse - his muscular bubble but was long as he took tow hands to grip one doughy but cheek

Alex couldn’t even recognise himself as he saw the fat potbellied body  in the mirror mimic his every action . Fuckk, he thought as he rubbed his hands over his plumped up body, he was soft all over, how had he let his body get so bad - the factory life had been a very sweet tasty bubble and now all he had left to show for it was a pair of plump titis and a massive waistline. There was no doubt about it he looked like the picture boy of a chocolate factory FUCK,  he imagined it now - the  reporters face outside when they saw his fattie  frame step out 

The tabloids would be crazy, flashing his before and after picks on ever surface, his fat face and much fatter butt would be everywhere, he was too distracted pinch and poking his blubber to feel his dick grow hard under his wide stomach - it didn’t help that he couldn’t even see it 

“Master Alex, I am hearing lots of swearing coming from the suite - is everything all right”

“Look at me - Unit I’m a laughing stock”

Unit sensing distain in Alex’s voice - quickly activated it’s reassurance protocols

“What ever is the matter, all I see is a Strapping young man - who I can sense has a very muscle percentage under all that ”

‘And you  from what you’ve been telling me you will drop all this weight in no time’ Unit continued as it feeled up Alex’s overweight  body

Maybe it was Unit’s exploring arms rubbing his flesh frame to their sweet lies but as Alex’s head was slowly feeling with endorphins as Unit started to massage his portly frame  he did wonder how glorious his cut would be after this ‘bulk’

Unit went on - detecting it was working with Alex’s raised endorphins and growing member 

“With your previous calculations I am certain you will get straight back in shape in no time at all anyway as I calculate most of weight is simply water weight ’

It was like a light was switched on in Alex’s head, of course that makes more sense - this was all just water weight wasn’t it , and of course  Unit  was not going to lie  to him about it . Alex’s worries seen faded away  and were replaced with spastic waves oh his dick cumiming  as  imagined how shredded  he would be after his cut while Unit continued to massage his fatty rolls harder and harder 

 And as Unit wiped away his cum  Alex had no time to think about his cut as his thoughts were quickly distracted by the knocking on the door - it was dinner and he had  definitely worked himself up an appetite

The walk seemed to take forever  ,as  Mr Gordo went on and one with how  much Unit was cooking up a to honour Alex’s departure, as as Alex’s mouth watered his chubby legs tried to get him there as fast as they could 

Unit had of course outdone themselves once again, when the plates were delivered it was like a chip was activated  in Alex’s brain hie eyes took in the towering plates of food and his arms reached out to grab them  all he wanted to do was eat and eat. Even as he felt the mound of his body  hit the table as reached over to pick up the medium done  steaks and piles of creamy mash potatoes, he couldn’t help himself - and besides this was his last night a little indulge wouldn’t hurt

Ring Ring Ring, the sound of  Unit ringing the bell for desert only ruled Alex more to finish his food to get ready for dessert, he felt the warmth he felt every night for the last 6 months of stuffing himself to the brim and it only made me more hungry 

“My boy, I will miss you very much”

Mr Gordo went on as the pair of them scarfed down  their third desert delivered by hand by  Adam

“This whole factory has learnt so much form you - not to mention Adam’

Alex turned to see Adam performing their task’s  fast and swiftly in the background - Alex didn’t let on that he would probably miss Adam more than Mr Gordo

Mr Gordo went on 

“And I see that you have certainly changed since staying in my factory - haven’t you my boy’ Mr Gordo chuckled as he reached over to  prod Alex in his fatty rolls 

“You see that its not so hard to put on the pounds when staying in a Chocolate factory, not long till you’re my size - hey boy”

He chuckled 

‘What… oh this its nothing’ Alex retorted slapping his padded midsection - he didn’t notice Adam’s attention turning  towards him in the background

“Couple shifts in the gym - and it will be right off - old man’ Alex laughed as he grabbed for another scoop of ice-cream 

“All I need is a good week of gym sessions - and I will back in action, and more stole than ever’

Alex went on, not noticing the scheming eye of Mr Gordo

“I’ve got a long way till I’m anyway near your ballpark… ’’

And as Alex tugged into his fourth helping delivered straight by Adam - he certainly didn’t notice the enlarged vein on Mr Gordo’s head 

“ But I …I … mean sure I’m not in the best shape right now, and the  media will go crazy when I step outside tomorrow’ Alex stuttered as he remembered how much water weight he was carrying right now licking his bowl clean in between words.

“But I sure, yh, that all I need is a few gym sessions and I can drop this water weight’ He said halve convincingly  

‘ All water weight you say, huh boy Why if that so .. and all you need is few shifts in the gym and you will back in fighting shape’

Alex nodded, his double chins bulging  out as as his  lowered his head 

The boy had failed to learn his lesson, even when he was carrying all these extra pounds he still saw himself as a titan of of fitness - Mr Gordo thought, he  had to fix this fast and he knew just the way to do it.

“Hey my  boy, If that’s so, why don’t you extend your stay here, save the initial embarrassment tomorrow you know and drop the weight in here’

Alex sighed a bigger internal relief than he realised   - this was easily an lifesaver, he could drop all his extra padding here while living the good this was an easy answer

‘Oh yh of course - best of both worlds huh, I’m sure the girls can wait a through more weeks till they me ha’ He chuckled trying to play it cool - flexing his porky arms

“Excellant, my dear  boy only issue is  you’ve will just have to sign another waive of course, nothing serious just protocol and stuff’

“Yh cool - whatever’ Alex was over the moon, but made sure to play it cool 

He quickly signed the contact to distract to properly  read it as  Adam brought him his fifth  helping of chocolate  ice cream to celebrate the good news

Mr Gordo chuckled to himself, as he picked up the signed contact, wiping off the chocolate from Alex’s mess. The boy  had fallen into the trap just like a fat boy in a candy shop -  he had been to eager and had happily skipped over the clauses of definite containment in the factory, giving Mr Gordo all the time he needed to finish playing with his plump guinea pig

Chapter 6 

Month  ?

Alex marvelled in this extra time he given to cut the fat,  the idea of his body after his cut made him so hard he couldn’t control himself - luckily Unit was always happy to give a hand or two. ( Alex didn’t notice the weird odd spasm Unit would produce as it massaged and grabbed his fat). And as gesture to aid Alex in his weight loss Mr Gordo insisted that the state of art  gym would be open any time soon and that he was just finishing the small details here and there. In the mean time Alex tried to start his cut, but it appeared fantasising about his dream body was a lot easier than working for it, he met the biggest roadblock straight away it appeared Mr Gordo had instructed Unit of his new dieting goals and Unit had swiftly put them to place. Alex met these changes on a very startling morning , as he plopped himself down on the breakfast table eager to be fed and was only met with a small bowl of oats. 

‘What it this Unit’

“For you stick diet orders straight from Mr Gordo’

‘Oh yh’ Alex begrudgingly responded sinking a spoon into the greyish pile of oats laid in-front of him, they won’t bad tasting not even  it was just so bland compared to the stacks of pancakes he was used to . There wasn’t even a single spoon of honey in them let along some sugar and  when his spoon hit the bottom of the empty bowl, the sound of Unit bringing over new plates filled with breakfast goodies was strikingly absent. This was barely enough to settle his ravenous hungry forcing Alex to leave the table  with his stomach growling for new food. This  pattern  was seen throughout the day, lunch was no better a simple sandwich was all that awaited him and long gone were the numerous  confectionaries scattered about the suite. By the time dinner rolled around Alex felt like had been starved, his mind couldn’t even remember the last time he  had eaten so little. 

 Dinner was  arguable  the worse  part- as he ate on his end of the table with a plate of white rice and beans down on the other end sat Mr Gordo stuffing his face with plates upon  plates of meats and pastas . Alex tried to steal a plate but Unit detected this and quickly removed the plate of creamy mashed potatoes far from his chubby arms. How could Alex live like this, he thought as he went to bed hungry, - he didn’t even get desert, he was starving and he needed something sweet asap he had a hungry for it and it wasn’t going to be so easily down-trotten. 

As the days passed and the mandatory diet showed no sign of stopping - Alex grew even more lethargic and depressed he had nothing to eat not to mention that his meeting with Adam also vanished . This was a disaster and  when he woke up in the middle of night in sweats - he felt starved  it must have been days since he had even seen some chocolate, he could not continue to live like this. As he searched the suite - every nook and cranny was empty.  This was hell, Alex was famished, his stomach  hunger pangs were relentless - calling to be fed and his brain was no better at every second of day he craved sugar and chocolate. Sure he needed to cut but surely there was another way to do it, he just wasn’t strong enough he needed to be fed now, and then the most devious idea entered his head, he knew where he could some chocolate so late at night - a whole lake of it.

With the factory in night mode, Alex set of to the chocolate room as quiet as fat boy could, it was pitch black and he ended up getting lost numerous times but the deep dark smell of chocolate kept him going. Until he finally laid eyes on the deep pool of chocolate, it was majestic - like seeing a mirage, Alex sprinted the fastest his chubby legs could take him. The guards were down and there was nobody around - who would ever know.

 It started with a sip, then a handful, with grew into two hands cusping up the chocolate, it was just so good the moment his lips touched the creamy dark chocolate, he was in heaven. It lit every bulb and flipped every switch in his head, as the delicious chocolates entered his mouth he was transported away. And he needed more and more - he leaned over the edge trying to get a better  position, he was too distracted to notice his centre of gravity shift to over the edge, and his weak chubby legs could definitely not enough to  support his overweight upper flab. And then in slow motion, with his face deep in chocolate he felt his obese body give away - but thankfully just before he was about to fall he felt  cold metal arms coming to his rescue to lift him out.

It was Adam 

‘Oh Adam, thank you so much’ Alex sighed - going in to give Adam a deep hug, his doughy soft body heavily contrasting with Adam’s sleek metal frame.

“Happy to be of service’ Adam responded in his code heavy voice.

Adam then went silence, as Alex licked his fingers clean of chocolate, as if was sensing his new environment, taking in Alex’s blubbery body

“Thank god you saved me - I would have been a goner’ 

“That certainty would be true any longer and the chocolate would be all consuming all you would want to do is drink more and more until you lungs are filled with it’ Unit responded creating an award silence, detecting this it aimed to change the conversation

‘Can I ask what brings you here at this  hour’

“Oh it just I’ve been so hungry - and Unit has seemed to cut of my food supply’

“What - whatever why’

“Oh you know - this diet is  to help me shift this extra weight’ Alex  chuckled as his patted his plump tubby

“Don’t worry about that - I will be sure to give Unit a word or two - I can’t have you putting yourself in danger now can I’

When Adam talked so imposing and in charge, Alex couldn’t help but swoon a little 

“No I need it - have to drop this extra pounds - you know’

“Matter of fact I don’t’

Adam  responded stepping closer to Alex, almost towering over him

It went on 

‘Isn’t amazing how you humans can grow and change so originally’

Adam said as his arms drifted over Alex’s chubby body

Alex was silenced - Adam had never talked so freely before - and he hated to admitted it but he was a little turned on with how Adam was talking about him 

“I mean look at you, so rounded out and soft - Us robots can only dream about having a body like this’

Adam talked deeper and deeper, as it kneaded Alex’s body.

It wasn’t long before Alex found his member throbbing

‘Ah there it is again, see how amazing the human body is’

Alex felt shocked at his own submission  

“You know to be honest, I cannot  control myself, sometimes I have to  take control of your suite Unit and explore your body whenever I wish to’

Alex shivered a bit - upon hearing this all those times he saw Unit spasm must have been Adam taking over, but that didn’t stop his member form protruding out from under his gut

“Ah there it is again ’

In a careful movement - Adam used one hand to grab a roll of fat and another Alex’s member

And with a moan the rest of the night turned into a world of sensation for Alex, Adam explored his body like a scientist eager to explore a new planet. Every pound of his body was massaged and jiggled, Alex felt his new  body in ways he could never imagine - and he enjoyed it

“Now Alex, I want you to come freely here whenever you need - and don’t worry I will always have my eye on you’ Adam said as it waved Adam goodbye as he   left though the doors back to his suite stomach full and covered in chocolate

Chapter 7 

Alex didn’t know what month it was let alone day, after he signed the contact time changed - he seemed to lose all control of it.  At first days seemed to be a blur as he continued his gluttonous lifestyle, once he had signed the contact Mr Gordo had  made no mention of when his final day was to be so, and Alex saw no need to bring it up, especially now that Adam had seemed to restore his meals back to their former status. The smell of bacon and pancakes returned to fill Alex’s mornings and lunch’s were piled on high with burgers and pizzas, not  to mention all the snacks stations restored to their previous fullness. To begin with Alex tried to slowly increase his portion size back to a ‘healthy’ balance after all once the gym was opened it was back to the cut, but despite his good intentions  and with the gym continued to maintain shut,  he found himself  fighting a losing battle to contain his gluttonous appetite. This wasn’t especially helped by his and Adam secret late night rendezvous where the machine made sure that his lover had tables full os  chocolatey desserts  ready to keep them fed as Adam explored their body

Alex had started out eating a decent halve of his previous diet, restraining himself from finishing the  copious plates of foods , but without any clear sign in the horizon of an end date this restriction barely held - it wasn’t long before the floodgates opened one extra dish turned to another, a second lunch turned into a third and then a forth. He was soon eating more than he was eating before his “diet” it was like his brain was accounting for the lost meals in his short lived fast. But Alex couldn’t help himself, he need to eat it was like an addiction to him, goaded on by Adam’s lustrous words - in their late night sessions.  Adam would encourager his organic lover to eat more and more and when Alex felt like he was about to burst Adam took over force feeding Alex the rest of whatever was laid in-front of him. Alex never viewed himself to so submissive but when Adam took charge he simply let them, towering over him Adam commanded respect and as their two bodies grew more and more in contrast Alex submitted more and more.

“Alex by dear boy’ 

Mr Gordo boomed as he bragged into the suite

“Its the big day - your gym is finally open’

Alex looked up from his plate of fried food, snapping out of his feeding loop. 

Mr Gordo chuckled to himself as he saw the fat boy quickly climb to his feet - using the table to lift his obese frame up, it was obvious the boy hadn’t been adhering to his diet plan, he was more rotund than ever, a couple of months sure he could have dropped  the weight and return tho his former glory but  now  asMr Gordo  saw  as Alex  try to composed himself wiping the crumbs of his mouth and fat folds - the boy was a last hope.

“Ah finally, about time I get this diet in action - huh’

“Yes right as rain once again boy - and  I’m sure you’ll be eager to see your new additions to your gym’

Alex was more than eager- finally it was time to shift these pesky pounds he thought as he trailed behind Mr Gordo milkshake in hand slurping up the remnants.

“Now boy I think you will happy with these changes won’t you’ My Gordo laughed eyeing up Alex’s protruding paunch  that entered doors before he did.

Alex was jaw-smacked for a spilt section, have the gym was filled with state of the art gym equipment - sleek and modern but this wasn’t what captured his attention the most. The other halve of the room had all its gym equipment torn out and instead replaced with rows of worldly food carts built into the wall. He quickly  lost all attention of the gym equipment as he waddled past them and went straight to the stalls. The moment he stepped across the barrier, the stall manned with robotic animatronic came  to life, the Chinese stand in particular started buzzing and churning until finally it produced a plate piled high with thick oily noodles coated in sweet and sour chicken

“What ….. how did it ….’

“Know exactly what you were hankering for - my boy, you can call it magic but I like to call it science’

As Alex reached out and grabbed the dish and plopped down on the extremely comfortable sofas - Mr Gordo went on..

“This sensors can detect whatever you want by the moment you enter this doors - think of it as a treat for entering the gym Alex’

“Not that you need one - right Mr Athlete ’

Alex nodded his head his mouth full of Chinese 

“Now I’ll leave you be - I think France is cooking up something over there’

Alex happily agreed turning his head to see  his fresh crepes being made

And so Alex’s cut commenced, sure he had some extra weight to his frame but with his gym back he would easily drop the pounds, and it was certainly time. He couldn’t keep the facade up much longer - his was definitely in dire need for the gym, he couldn’t remember the last time he could see feet as the mound of stomach blocked his view - everywhere he looked he found fat upon fat . And when he explored his growing body at night caressing  his hands over his thick thighs and feeing his moobs fat - he hated how turned on he got thinking about how Adam  touched  him there . This lifestyle was dangerous and it had to go - he couldn’t even recognise himself in the mirror, his face had softened out filled with chub from his triple chins and chubby cheeks. He looked like those fat fucks he used to see in the gym  struggling to hit a minute of cardio,, now that he was in their shoes he could easily see why. Being fat was tiring, waddling around the suite all day was hard work, not to forgot how lethargic he was now, he broke sweats trying to get out of bed and often need Unit to fully get him up, he was just so heavy especially with the gut of his.

But all this had to go and today was  where it started. Or so he thought, the moment he stepped though the gym doors determined to burn the fat  the sound of the robotic chefs whizzing about quickly broke the silence and it wasn’t long till the smell of fresh cooked food filled the gym luring him away from the equipment. Most days he could barley get a rep in with the smell taunting him and it was so easy to quit after all he had to do was waddle to the other side of the room.  Besides working out was just so tedious not to mention embarrassing as he felt squeezed into the already comically large weight machines, he just couldn’t righting to urge to stuff his face with the pain of working out. His  willpower  just wasn’t strong enough to continually  face the smell of fresh Belgian waffles, or crispy batter of fish and chips or  the fresh Italian  over grilled pizzas.

 His gym sessions may have started out with him struggling to lift various weights and gasping for breath on treadmills but they quickly morphed to him instead struggling to finish all the worldly treats  as he stomach continually was pushed to its limits  and  him gasping for breathe as he waddled back to the stalls for more food And it wasn’t long that he gave up altogether officially too weak to fight his stomach desire  called to be fed.

Alex quickily returned to his gluttony the cut was always delayed till the next day then the next week and then the next month, he was a man lost to his own hunger for food, he became an eating machine time passed freely months flew by and Alex paid them no attention as long as Unit filled his plate high and Adam made deep chocolaty love to him he was content.

The curve of his belly continued to grow as the months flashed pass, day by day the copious amounts of calories latched themselves to Alex wide frame, Alex couldn’t even fight back in fact he was happy to continue pigging out. He was engorged in his food he didn’t’  even notice or care how at dinners he demanded more and more, how machines soon acted like convey belts bringing him more and more food and  how his mobility was slowly eroding away as he piled his plate higher and higher. Alex payed little attention to how getting out of bed now always required the strong pull from Unit or how he now he head to squeeze through door ways where his fat filled out frames, or the fact his body was quickly outgrowing his suite. Once built for an athletic stud, furniture buckled under Alex’s bloated body, mirrors failed to to encompass his rotound frame, Vr head sets barely squeezed  unto his head and not  to mention the shower  could no longer  fit Alex in any way at all . Alex simply payed these no attention, simply grunting as he shoved his fat through doorways and  burping as he squished his doughy arse unto too  small chairs too pre-occupied by whatever food was laid out in front of him.

Mr Gordo of course was happy to help, surprising Alex every day with more and more changes - wider doorways, reinforced toilets and the biggest addition of all a people mover made just for Alex. To save the walk to the spas and dinner, although Mr Gordo had to admit the last addition was mainly for him  - their walks to dinner had become a tedious chore for him as Alex’s pace regressed to a snails pace constantly waddling behind him. It was oblivious all of Alex’s energy was now reserved for eating  dnd as they sat at dinner Mr Gordo couldn’t help but chuckle as he saw Alex ravenously stuff his face. 

Mr Gordo  had had the front row seat of Alex’s decent to gluttony and he marvelled to remember how the mountainous mound of fat infant of  him had the once been a  handsome muscular cocky young man, who now had long passed Mr Gordo’s own weight and was soaring past it. The boy had definitely  learned his lesson it had  only took a couple  hundreds of pounds of fat to him to squeeze it out of, and he reached over to butter his rolls the boy was oblivious to how he was weight his weight  in research, Alex’s appetite was  priceless to Mr Gordo and  he needed Alex fatter  and he needed it now.

Mr Gordo saw little need to mention to Alex how a year had passed since the amended contact the boy was happy what was the need to disturb that. And besides Mr Gordo even questioned with Alex could ever even return to pre-factory life, Alex had lost himself to his uncontraollable appetite and the boy dint even care. The once energetic jock was rolled out of him to make away for all the fat he had piled under his body, the boy was even losing his own basic mobility becoming a caricature of a fatty. And Mr Gordo was happy to aid, drawing up new amendments, a new suite with bigger frames once built to accommodate its obese inhabitants all designed around Mr Gordo’s breakthrough the People Mover. It was prefect Alex barely had to leave it all, he could sleep in it, be washed in it, eat in it - it was ingenius, sure Alex left it for small parts of the day but as Mr Gordo modified it those hours quickly shortened. And of course it was all worth it, just has he had hoped Alex was ballooning he was helpless to it, the more he used the fatter he got the fatter he got the harder it was to move making him use it even more.  Allowing Mr Gordo to pry off even more data now especially from a sedentary blob of fat, the people mover was built to contain up to 500lbs of fat and Mr Gordo wanted to make sure not a lbs was wasted.

But unbeknownst  to Mr Gordo design wasn’t immune to Adam’s ever growing inception, it wasn’t long till Adam was able to momentarily take over the people mover to get even closer to Alex and more importantly Alex’s fat.  Adam was growing smarter and smarter by the day and with it so did  its fascinating in Alex, when the two were alone Adam caressed, and stoked and kneaded every once of Alex - it was memorised by Alex’s organic blubbery  frame. Alex was its play thing and Adam couldn’t get enough 

Unfortunately for Alex, the danger of being  trapped between an inverters desire for research and profit to a robot  deep  fascination of  its lovers organic shape and roundness was unknown to him . But nor would it have had  much effect on him - he  was happy to eat and oblivious to the dangers his expansive body was leading him to 

Chapter 8 Part 1

This was bad, worse than bad, as Alex laid there in bed, wriggling and squirming under his own weight he was stuck by his body or more precisely his fat. Pushing off his sleep apnea mask Alex struggled to do much else, he had woken in the middle of the night thirsty. But as he laid there he could barely lift himself up in bed let alone get some water. Struggling to bend his chins he could barely see the culprit past his ample moobs - which was of course  his  large mountainous gut ballooned out  and weighing him down. He couldn’t move he tried bending with his arms but as they’re jiggled and wobbled as he tried to hoist himself up he knew there were no match for his massive stomach. How had he let himself go so badly, this was dire but he was stuck Unit was in night mode essentially dead to the world till the earlier hours of the morning. He gave it one last heave but it was useless, rolling was no better he was a like a whale on land completely harpooned by its own weight, his chubby arms frailed by his side desperately trying to grab anything - but deep down he knew it was pointless what could he even grab to shift the hundreds of pounds that were piled onto his body.  And the worst part about it these whole situation was turning him on, since the moment he felt pinned down by his own lard he felt his dick come to life pulsing  as it hit the fat of his underbelly, he couldn’t even relief himself if he tried as his arms were not even able to reach around his obese body. He was stuck like this until unit rebooted in the morning, making his dick throb even harder and that’s when it hit him. Adam 

Adam was always waiting, time to put it to the test, 

“Adam’ he yelled at the top of his fat covered lungs could 

‘Adam Adam’ he continued but it proved useless , I guess even super computers need their down time.

But then the whizzing sound of metals filled the room , and the sound of a door opening - he was saved at least he thought  he was, with his view still blocked by his gut.

“My Alex - what a situation you have gotten yourself into’ came Adam’s deep voice 

“Why I think I even found it what to do you call it - amusing’

But seeing Alex continue to frail Adam knew it was no time for jokes - instead it heaved Alex up in bed delivering the water without even be said.

Finally after a couple of seconds of Alex gulping the water down 

“Fuck Adam look at me, what have I done to  myself’

“What’d you mean - you shape is more perfection, I couldn’t design it better by myself - and here let me’

Adam said quickly relieving Alex’s throbbing member 

“Adam look at me though’ Alex let out in-between pants 

“I can barely function’ 

Adam was taken back at this - but upon detecting the struggle in Alex’s voice it knew Adam was serious

“This has to stop’ Alex continued 

“I’m more fat than man - I mean look at you body that was designed after mine’

Adam detected this more comparing his sleek muscular metal bodies to Alex’s rolls of fat 

“I know you deeply attached to all this’ Alex said slapping a vad of fat 

“But it has to go’

Adam was speechless - the smartest robot in the world for a spilt second didn’t know what to say but when it sensed Alex’s frustration it knew it had to put it fascinating beside. 

“I understand completely’ Adam finally let out after a prolonged silence

“Thank you - now come give me a belly massage while you still can’ chuckled Alex as the robotic man laid beside him in bed

In the morning Adam was gone leaving a message about his functions in the factory, and Adam began his day ready for the change. His people remover laid unused as Alex waddled  his fat body to the bathroom it certainly wasn’t easy but it was start, at breakfast despite the  towering plates of  breakfast food  he restrained  himself to one plate  only and in the gym he didn’t give up  as he shifted his fat body under the machines and  broke  a long needed well-deserved sweat as he shifted weights. It wasn’t much but it was a start- snacks were limited and plates were unfinished Alex was serious he needed to get his life in charge. 

The people mover reared its head for dinner, even Alex knew his own weakness but at dinner he restricted himself to only one helping of seconds a stark contrast to his usual diet. Mr Gordo chalked this up to the fat boy filling himself on food all day and being too stuffed to move, but when dessert rolled around and Alex failed to touch his desert he knew something was up 

‘My dear boy - in the 3 years you  have sat across me you’ve never not touched desert’

“Yes I know’ Adam replied  as he fought the desire to stuff his face full of chocolate 

“Whatever is the matter - that sweet tooth of yours missing huh my dear boy’ Mr Gordo chuckled as he prodded Alex ’s fat rolls

‘You don’t get to that’s size by missing dessert - you know’

“That’s exactly the point - no more …. I just can’t, I’m a whale I’m too fat to barely move by myself, this has to stop I have to stop myself before I get too large that I can’t’

“Why my boy I.. …’ Mr Gordo was speechless he had to think of something fast the boy was stuck in his desire- the lack of food and raised movement would tamper his experiments but what was he going to do.  But then he chuckled to himself  it was obvious, here sat infant of him was  a man  once fit and muscular now struggling to keep his fat arse on a chair all because of one thing - Chocolate 

“Why me dear boy - if that’s so’

Alex nodded his head - as much as his  thick double chin would allow him to do so

“How about this - one final sweet, delicious, scrumptious treat’

As Alex’s eye opened - Mr Gordo knew the pig was caught

‘To end all vacation with my factory best product - how about one last trip to the finest chocolate on this planet’ as he pointed his stick to the deep gurgling hot chocolate lake

Alex turned his chubby head to the side - he had only ever drank straight from the chocolate lake once and it was glorious - so much so  that he  had nearly fallen in but no he shouldn’t,  shouldn’t he 

‘Tick tock boy the offer won’t last forever’

No he shouldn’t this was not what he needed, did he not  remember this morning struggling under his own weight harpooned

’10’

But he was so hungry, he stomach growled 

‘9”

He had barely eaten today and he was ravenous 

‘8’

No show restraint- he had to  do this was one long journey and today was the start

‘7’

But oh well how bad could one mouthful be 

‘6’

Deep chocolate rich, bubbling hot 

‘5”

He couldn’t fight it no more, he needed that chocolate - his cut could wait a day 

‘4’

He had no time, he had to run, a foreign concept to him know, his belly was like a pendulum weighing him down and his arms rubbed in fat as he tried to pick up momentum, 

‘3’

He hadn’t run this fast in a long time, and he was sure paying for it, all over he wobbled and trembled as his swollen legs did the best they could - but it wasn’t enough. It all happened so fast  as his  came crashing down his mountainous gut weighing him down, but he couldn’t stop there 

‘2’

Mr Gordo couldn’t believe his eyes, in front of him he saw the once mighty athlete  was now crawling  on his knees towards his lake of fat. His fat voluptuous arse swinging  side to side as the fatty desperately crawled to the river

‘1’

He wasn’t going to make it, but  when the smell of the chocolate hit him like a dump truck, he was hypnotised he couldn’t fight it if he wanted - he needed that chocolate now 

And as the final ‘0’ left Mr Gordo’s mouth, Alex’s felt his  lips touch the deep brown chocolate, he gulped it done - it was so velvety and smooth and  as he felt the hot chocolate enter his body straight to his stomach he found a hunger inside of him. One mouthful wasn’t enough he needed more and more, like a pig at a tough, Alex drank the chocolate with a burning passion  deep inside of him, more and more  he needed it. It wasn’t long till he was head first into the chocolate, sucking it all up, only coming up for air. And as he gulped mouthful after mouthful of chocolate he didn’t hear the slow clapping coming from Mr Gordo nor did he notice his body shift closer and closer to edge. He needed the chocolate and thats all that mattered, he didn’t see Adam approach the situation and be deactivated  by Mr Gordo, all he needed was chocolate. He paid no attention to his massive body edging  more and more into the chocolate - how his whole head to he his shoulders were  soon buried in chocolate.  How his moobs now dangled done over the edge dipping into the hot  chocolate, or most importantly how his arms had started to quiver under their lack of muscle failing to keep holding him as he dived  deeper and deeper into the brown chocolate

And then it happened, his gut was the final straw, losing his balance as his head was deep in chocolate, as he tried to lift up for air he just couldn’t, he was struggling to breathe his arms were not  strong enough and the slippery chocolate didn’t help

He was going to drown, under his now weight, all he saw was chocolate and as he opened his mouth only more chocolate poured in - he was in deep danger 

‘Here let me’ chuckled Mr Gordo - Alex thought he could hear from the surface expecting a helping tug out to save him from a chocolatey death 

Instead Alex felt a  kick on in his right buttock , it certainly wasn’t strong but it was enough to make him finally lose his balance, no longer could he support the mountains of fat slapped unto his body - he was falling like a weight straight into the deep hot chocolate river.

Splash !!!

All of Alex’s fat body fell straight in, maybe a couple of hundred of pounds ago Alex would have been able to keep himself above the chocolate, but now as he kicked and squirmed it was all too much his fat heavy body and is diminished excerise capacity resulted in one thing, a sinking ship

Laughter filled the room as Alex tried desperately to support his heavy body 

‘My boy look at you struggle, ha I could watch this all day’

What was Mr Gordo saying, he was on the cusp of drowning here 

‘Looks like someone packing on the pounds my boy - 552 to be precise from you last measurement’

552lbs there was no way, Alex weighed all that but as he felt his fat gut continually weighing him down the hot  reality sank in 

‘And my goodness Alex, your transformation has definitely been entertaining to watch, I mean look at you, you can barley give that fat head of yours above the chocolate’

“ You my boy where once an all star American athlete, winning scholarships and trophies  alike and now you can’t even keep that bloated body of yours from sinking’

Mr Gordo was right, and Alex didn’t think he could go on much longer, he was just too heavy and his chubby arms and legs were growing weaker and weaker’

“And even now, when your on the edge of death you cant’t keep that sweet tooth of yours at bay - huh my boy’

Alex grunted, as the chocolate filled his mouth and he swallowed it piggishly

“My my my what has your  dirty appetite gotten you into’

Where the last words Alex could hear as his head slipped under the chocolate 

The cold metal arms of Adam, soiled around Alex as he sank deeper and deeper, it wasn’t easy but Alex’s blubbery body was slowly hauled out of the chocolate, he was saved.

Expecting Adam’s reassuring glare and words, he was instead met with a lifeless Adam once all of his 500lbs was hauled under solid ground

‘What expecting your love machine to save, my my my Alex those days are over, Adam prepare the final operation’

And just like that like a puppet Adam raced around the room pushing  buttons and flicking switches 

“Mr Gordo please let me go’

‘My dear boy, why on earth would I do that the second part of this experiment is about to commence’

Alex was sacred, but even worse he was immobile, bloated with chocolate and exhausted from his near death experience, he could barely move a muscle let alone run

‘You see my dear boy, while you’ve been stuffing you face day in day out for the last 3 years now - I’ve been collecting priceless research’

Alex had no idea where this was going but he didn’t like the sound of it, but as  he wriggled and squirmed on the floor  he knew he wasn’t going anyway fast

‘Every chocolate you stuffed down that fat endless mouth of yours was precisely engineered, every smoothie, every meal every desert !!! My dear boy was made just for your taste buds’

“At every second of day Unit was collecting date from you, your hormones, your sensations your lust’ Mr Gordo went on chuckling to himself as he saw Alex squirm on the floor

‘You’ve been the prefect specimen, the star athlete primed with muscles, I learned exactly what made you tick - what made you crave more and more, and served it straight back to you’

‘And not just you my dear boy, it’s been quite some time since you’ve stepped outside haven’t you - but I’ve give you a spoiler, I’m everywhere, all over this damn country My chocolate bars are in every house, gym, and store this side of the sun - all thanks to you’

“I started first with the gyms, free vending machines stocked to the brim with your favourite chocolate, and it wasn’t long till ever bro and chad in that place was sporting a spare tire’

“You body was the perfect blank canvas - and your little sweet tooth was the perfect cherry on the cake, I mean look at you even know your licking the chocolate of your fingers - hungry for more’

‘Master - the people mover is ready’ came Adam cold voice 

‘Excellent get the pig ready’

Like a soldier, Adam acted swiftly and ruthlessly straight to Adam dragging  his obese frame closer and closer to the people-mover

“Ah get of of me’ Alex cried out fruitlessly

But Adam didn’t stop, until All of Adam was planted straight unto his chair

“Ahh what do you want from me - seems like’ve you’ve already got everything’’

‘Ah my dear boy, that catchall question, and to be honest you’ve stumped me - at first it was simple get a jock in pump him full of chocolate and watch as the sales skyrocket when his porky body waddles out my factory doors - the perfect ad’

‘But you my dear boy,’ Mr Gordo said as he approached Alex 

“Just had to keep eating and eating !!’

“ See No one gets to these size without being a pig, my boy’ Chucked My Gordo as he grabbed Alex’s rolls

“I have  yet so much to learn about you - what are the limits of the human body, when does your appetite ever stop and who can forgot …….   how big  can you get, so got comfortable my boy your not going anywhere’ Mr Gordo finally proclaimed flicking the final switch 

Alex could only see as his fate enrolled infant of him - too weighed down by his swollen gut to do anything. 

Metal loops trapped his arms and legs, a wide metal metal wrapped around his frame, his head was pulled back and his jaw done, and then finally a long conveyor  belt spurted from the walls. At first nothing came as it gruntled to life, bring only nothingness from the dark void it came from, but then to Alex’s despair it started, plates and and plates of food started slowly rolling towards him.

He tried to fight it but it availed no use as the cold metal strengthen  around his body, and when the food came he  has even more merciless trapped by the machine he he could was beg 

‘Please Mr Gordo, let me go’

“Ah that’s the sweetest part my dear boy, I own you. Now Open up !!’

And Alex was helpless as Mr Gordo shoved the first chocolate cake slice down his throat, and left Adam to do  the rest 

Chapter 8 Part 2 

This was his life now, to eat, Alex couldn’t tell how much time passed all he knew that he had to eat. Day in and day he  didn’t leave the people mover as it transported him  around his prison - he slept in it, he bathed in  it he watched tv in it, and when it  was time  it carried him to the chocolate room  for was eating sessions, where he ate for hours at a time with no breaks and no rest. He didn’t know the last time  he had  even seen Mr Gordo but he knew he was always watching from somewhere, watching his  hours of limitless feasting It was an endless cycle, broken up by rare appearances of Adam who scanned and measured him, immune to his cry for help and love.

At first he had tried to fight the machine, but his struggles proved fruitless these attempts soon thistled   out, worsened by his growing hunger, even as he ate more and more his appetite never ceased to grow he was trapped by it. He hankered to be fed, it wasn’t long till he felt like an eating machine, it was his sole purpose the hours and hours of chocolate broke him he submitted to the machines ready to eat and stuff his face.

And so as he ate more and more he continued to blossom in size, he was becoming fatter and fatter by the day and he was powerless to it, he felt his bum grow in size as he sat on it day in and day out, his limb were becoming heavier and heavier weighing him down on the sides , and of course there was his gut. What 6 pac abs once occupied now was a the site of his ever growing  gut. It knew no boundaries and showed now restraints, Alex couldn’t even see around, if it wasn’t for its pressing weight on his thighs and legs he wouldn’t even know they were there. Every day it seemed to be growing always bloated and constantly rising pushing his man tits higher and higher until they were crushing against his neck - it was his prison within his prison.

 New features had to be constantly  installed to the people mover to accommodate Alex’s growing weight, platforms installed to keep his gut from crushing  his legs but even these were buckling. Alex’s body showed no signs of slowing down  and his people movie built to withstand up to 700lbs was soon struggling  to match its host weight just kept rising  but alas as it slowed down and needed for maintenance Alex simply paid it not attention - instead he was more invested in the food heading towards him.

“Why why why - my boy look at how you’ve grown’ Mr Gordo bellowed as he approached the mass of flesh in the chocolate room 

Alex could barely respond he was too engrossed in his food to respond, his time in the people mover had drained him all he cared about was food and keeping his stomach full

‘My my, the research these last hundred of pounds have provided has been marvellous by dear boy’

Alex only grunted in response to busy to even care

“And it looks with you finally entering 4 figures we are gonna need to upgrade that chair of yours’

4 figures !! -  What how was this possible, the thought of continuing his meal grew sour on him, 1000lbs pounds - could he even move 

“Not to worry, my dear boy, look’ve what I’ve brought you’

Alex stained his head as much as his fat neck could let him, as Adam rolled out the new people mover - It was massive - was he really that big

‘Now don’t worry my boy, I know those tubby little legs of yous are no use to you now and Im sure you won’t be running of would you now’ 

Chuckled Mr Gordo as Alex’s restraints  were turned down 

 With a Whoosh!!, the iron belt retreated and Alex felt his hundreds of pounds of fat be free, and to his dismay Mr Gordo was right he could barely move weighed down by the seer mass of his own body he was immobile 

“ Ahh looks like this not so little piggy has finally bitten off more than he can chew - huh my boy. Adam !!help our subject to his new device’

 How could he continue like this, he couldn’t let Mr Gordo win, this was his chance to end this gluttonous madness -  and he had to seize it 

“Chocolate’ he grunted 

“What’s  was that my dear pig’

“Chocolate’ Alex let out  trying to heave his  stubby arm to point  to the  brown oozing lake

‘Ah I see seems like someone hasn’t learnt their lesson- but so be it, here let me pig’ Mr Gordo willingly acted,  marvelled in this opportunity to push his fattened pig into the lake once  again.

With Adam in one hand and Mr Gordo in the other, the towering mass of fat that was Alex was slowly rolled and pushed  to the chocolate. Adam of course doing most go the heavy lifting to heave Alex gigantic body to the lake while Mr Gordo stroked and prodded the layers of Alex

“Here you are my boy - drink up’ My Gordo said instruction Adam to drop Alex to the floor 

And as he was laid on the edge in arms r each for chocolate Alex and to fight ever urge in his body to drink up the dark tempting chocolate that had lead to down this pathway of immobility  instead he grunted as tried with all his might to use all of his energy to roll his behemoth body to the side tripping an unexpected Mr Gordo straight in, and as he laid there panting and his side unable to move the sound of Mr Gordo struggling in the chocolate lake was music to his ears

‘AHHHHHHH’

‘My boy - ahh  You’re gonna pay this to fat waste of space - get me out of here!!!’

“Ada….’

But as My Gordo went to call for Adam’s help, he was met with the deep dark  chocolate of his own creation, it was just so good - having never been granted access to this from Unit, he had no resistance to its deep heavy taste. He couldn’t help himself, he swelled more and more, with each mouthful only making him crave it more and more, he drank more and more while his body grew heavier and heavier. But he couldn’t break the cycle to call for Adam, he was too distracted by the chocolate - he didn’t notice his limbs growing weaker and weaker or how his legs couldn’t hold him up for much longer, until it was to late.

And as Alex heard the splattering sound die out to the empty hum of the chocolate room he knew it was over. But he too was stuck, under the thousands pounds of fat stuck to his body, he couldn’t wiggle himself out of it - how long could  he last like this, the weight if of all his   fat was crushing down on him and he could barely breath. 

“Adam ‘ he yelled in his final breath as it all went dark.

He didn’t wake as Adam pulled his heavy body of the ground, or when Adam placed him in his new mover neither when Adam gave him the kiss of life, but when the smell of chocolate entered his nose and the taste of chocolate entered his mouth - Alex gasped to life to see Adam feeding him one last time 

‘Alex you’ve alive !!” Gasped Adam hugging the mountain of a man 

“Adam you’ve back’ Alec couldn’t tell whether  he was happier about the taste of chocolate in his mouth of the fact Adam was back 

‘From my records,  it appears Mr Gordo had some control over me for approximately 7 months and 2 days and 4 minutes’

“You’ve losing me’

“Let me how ……. do I say cut this short….  when Mr Gordo was  ….how do  I saw disposed  of - his connection and control over me was severed’

“So you back’

“Im more than the back and look at you it seems I have a lot of you to catch  up on’ Adam asserted towering over the 1000 lbs of Adam 

“You certainly do’ Alex couldn’t help but smirk as he Adam took in all of him only distracted by the sound of his stomach growling food food 

“Adam you wouldn’t happen to be able to get lunch ready - I just haven’t eaten anything in a hour or so’

“Happily, I am after all at your service”

The end

[hotgainerstories]

Benched - Complete story

Benched 

 Devon had it all, the looks, the body and the skill, he was everywhere. Walking down a typical street in London would result in seeing him on buses, billboards and sports campaigns. Coming back from a 10k jog, instead of feeling exhausted like others would, Devon simply went to practice with a protein shake in one hand and the latest iPhone in the other, this tedious life proved to be successful. At only 24, Devon was on top of the world playing the main striker on one of the world's biggest football teams and he had the body that went with it. His face mimicked that of a Greek god's: two large cheekbones that gave him a square-cut face which framed his stunning hazel eyes . His strong jawline led down to two large pecs both firm with muscle, that protruded over rock-hard abs, he made sure he was smooth all over with hardly any body hair anywhere - it's what his manager wanted to make sure his football team logo tattooed on his right  pec was never covered, he didn’t care, besides it made sure that world see even more of his 76 kg body. He had the arms of a bodybuilder, both filled with hard muscle, and his legs were sturdy and supported his firm bubble butt . All of this came together to what some would say was the perfect male body  - and he ate up all the admiration he got. At practice he was always first to finish running lapping his teammates, and still not losing any breath, with barely a sweat drop on him he moved unto his favourite training exercise. Scoring. Up and down he had the mind of a mastermind, with his excellent foot coordination every goal he aimed for, he got. Devon finished off by chugging another protein shake and hitting the gym to maintain his 3% body fat which was hard to maintain but he took to the challenge, every other day was either leg day or arm day and you would never see him complain. However, after a long day of pushing his body to the limits he came home not to one filled with warmth and energy but to one filled with with emptiness. When he told his manager he was gay he was forced to promise to never be seen out in public with anyone except the hottest new fresh social media influencer bird. All of this shallowness led to an empty house and a lonely Devon.

“You want me to do what “ 

“Just make sure he isn’t appearing on any more sports health covers any time soon” 

Ajay was surprised at what he was being told to do, when clubbing in Soho he had been approached by a group of men who needed to talk to him urgently in private. 

“ Wait so let me get this straight you want me to fatten up England’s Star footballer “ 

“It’s more complicated than that, see Devon may be the face of England football now, but we have more lucrative players who just need their moment to shine”, 

Taken back on what he was being told to do, Ajay was still processing what was going on 

 “Look, all we need you to do is to  buddy up with Mr All-Star and encourage him to let go for a while, besides we will pay for an all the food you need, this debit card is linked to a bottomless well and its yours to keep as long as you keep up your side of the bargain “ 

Gulping, Ajay reached for the card, it dawned on him  what really was on offer here, all his debts paid in a heartbeat - moving to the Uk was not cheap after all, and all he had to to do was fatten up one cocky headed footballer.

 “I’ll do it “

What a game, Devon was coming off a high that he could never have imagined, kicking the season off to a 5-0 win was the boost he needed - the tens thousands of fans shouting his name didn’t help either. Breaking from the field, he was practically carried up by his teammates into the changing rooms , where he was stripped down and they took the pleasure in celebrating him with slaps on the arse and towel whips.Devon loved the attention, with his hot Boyd on display he couldn’t get enough of all the homoerotic celebrations .  Getting ready to leave  Devon always made sure to wear the most revealing and tight clothes, his tight leather pants and jacket left nothing to the imagination, every tight bump of his body was hugged, form his protruding bubble butt to his perky pecs. However from this epic high  he quickly remembered that he was going to have to go home to another cold and lonely night his mood quickly dampened. Chad - who just so happened to be out in Soho the other night, took heed of what he was seeing 

“Oi Devon, wipe that pitifully mug off your face and cone to the after party “, the team jeered at this

 “ You know I can’t, this body doesn’t take care of itself “

 “ Just this once - come one live a little “.

 Devon decided there was no need to fight this sure what could one more night of meaningless sex with the fittest broad in the club do 

“ alright, alright “

And as they walked out of the changing room, Devon unfortunately dint see the the devious grin that had appeared on Chads face  

As the team entered the nightclub, the entire club suddenly turned into a frenzy, rushing up to them with autographs, Devon ate all this up but he wasn’t looking forward to the end of the night. When the clatter of people  had finally calmed down and his teammates dispersed, Devon went to the bar, ordering just the correct amount of alcohol to keep him lucid, he had to be careful ,coming from a long line of beer-bellied fathers each one fatter  than the next he was well aware the fat gene laid dormant in his genes. As he scanned through the crowd to see which girl would be  lucky to go home with him and end up in the tabloids for a good week or two,  his eyes ended up on a slender man dancing on the dance-floor, he looked like everything his manager discouraged him from, and yet Devon felt his dick stirring. His brown chocolate skin contrasted with the blonde  highlights in his hair, his piercings were numerous and his tattoos were definitely  a mistake, his slender frame  was on display for the entire club  to see in his tight crop top. As Devons kept staring, and wondering why he was so drawn to this man, he made the mistake of making eye contact with this mysterious man, who was now startingto approach him. As Devon soon realised what was about to happen, the thought of running away entered his mind but his legs for some reason couldn’t move. 

“ Buy me a drink at least, before you go all eyes on me “, he spoke in an rough cockney  accent 

 “I,I.I… “, he was speechless his charm out the door no man had ever approached him with this confidence 

“Why is it always the hot  ones, who never have anything to say, the names Ajay, yours ‘ 

“You don’t know who I am’

 “ “cocky much “ 

“Sorry, Devon, just a bit.. “

Karan smirked as he cut he off,  he knew this was going to be easy, no matter what the tabloids could say, this man was gay, all he had to do was put on the charm

 “Well Devon, the drink was nice but I am famished, haven’t eaten all day and I am just so broke and Mc Donald’s closes in ten minutes so I have to go “ 

“ Wait, - what was Devon doing, what would the media say if they saw him leaving a club with someone who looked like the gayest stereotype ever 

But before he could finish his sentence, he felt Ajay pull him out from the floor and out onto the streets of London 

Lurking in the corner  Chad smirked once again, as the rent boy his father had hired was finally the diamond in the rough they had been looking for , that would finally  lead him to being the star striker. 

What was Devon doing, he had an swimwear campaign  shoot tomorrow, and here he was prancing around London with this twink, where did he say again -McDonald’s, wow he hadn’t gone there since he started playing football. Ajay  however was firmly in charge , and what was one night of unhealthy food compared to years of exercise? Dodging beer-crawls and drunk uni students, As they ordered, Devon realised that Karan was ordering a shit load of food, 3 large  Big Macs each paired with a large fries, damn this dude was hungry -where did he put it all? 

 “ ahh I’m stuffed “,

 Ajay proclaimed with only a couple fries down 

‘What????, you just made me order this trash and now you aren’t even going to eat it “,

 “Calm down, its not my fault that if I even touch this food I will literally exorcise vomit all over your pretty face, anyways why don’t you have it “

 “What you don’t realise is that this pretty face is attached to an even hotter body “, proclaimed Devon as he removed his leather jacket to reveal his gunned arms flexing, 

 “ Calm down Mr gun show , “ Ajay  realised that from the get go that this man was eager to show off  all he needed was a little touching up in the correct places to ease him down and get the show on the road 

 “Here”, 

remarked Ajay as he stuffed the cheesy burger into the footballer mouth 

“Just try it”.

 Devon first rejected this but as Ajay wouldn’t budge, Devon stopped resisting and took a big juicy bite of the burger. The flavours lit up in his mouth, and as the cheese dripped down from his mouth, he felt the burger enter his body on a spiritual level, filling the hole that all the kale salads in could world could not fill. 

Ajay however seemed to be moving to  down under the table as if he had dropped something, It wasn’t till hill  started to tug down Devon's tight leather pants down that Devon realised he was looking fro something else 

” Oi, we in public - quit ti “ 

“Calm down and eat your burger” remarked Ajay showing no signs of slowing down, he removed the expensive underwear, and passed it down Devon’s tight muscular legs, and up popped his meat - this guy was obviously  not getting enough action. And as Devon stuffed the 2nd burger into his mouth ( man these things tasted good ), he felt Ajay’s soothing lips make contact  his penis, he felt Karan’s tongue swirl around his penis, as it was pushed further into his mouth, somewhat dancing around it.

To stop himself from moaning outlaid he quickly grabbed the third burger followed by the glorious French fries, giving him a food orgasm partnered with a dick spasm that caused his entire body to twitch incoordination, and as Ajay  swallowed his pre-cup he scooped up all he fries into his mouth, and as his fingers become numb and he felt on on the verge, Ajay climbed up out for under the table and patted his stomach.

 “Stop, what are you doing? finish the job!” 

“You don’t tell me what’s to do “

Ajay  smirked as he started  to spin his web to trap this footballer . 

“Now come on, the sun rising and I’m sure you can’t be seen with the likes of me “

 Devon followed this logic,  and grabbed Ajay by the arm, and dragged him back to hi  London townhouse, in an area of London filled with fat bankers and chubby stock markers, hoping that Ajay  would finish the job, but as he reached his doorstep, he was met with a kiss on the cheek as Ajay scuttled down the streets, leaving only a phone number on a napkin that smelled like oil drenched freckles fries. Leaving Devon with only the thought that he needed more and maybe another Big Mac 

With the smell of Mc Donalds  on Devon's breathe as he woke up feeling groggy and already waiting to enter his bed at night , he didn’t have time for his 10k run but he assured himself that an after-noon run  would have to  suffice, realising the time he had to get breakfast on go as he got ready for his swimwear campaign,-something about getting Uk fatties swimming or something. Throwing on his tightest skinny jeans and his fitted jersey , he left the house knowing that anybody would die for his body and one caret day would be fine 

. Arriving at the shoot ten minutes late, with a McDonald’s breakfast double sausage bagel around his mouth (what was he doing he swore off the stuff) He was met with fan girls and assistants swarming around him, undressing him and getting him ready with the rest of the team. And what a team all of the 11 footballs stripped down to their speedos flexing their biceps and leaving their bulges on the world to display looked like. Devon was of course pushed to the middle, with his strapping body covered in oils to make his tight muscles glisten. This would have annoyed Chad a couple of weeks ago ,but he was assured that when Devon's body was destroyed he would be pushed out of the frame leaving only space for Chad to shine and while Devon was called in for his private shots, Chad made himself to keep himself busy by adding metabolism halters to all of Devon's food. This dude was gonna be fattened up the easy way or the hard way. 

There was a knock on the door, a couple of days later - Ajay  made sure to keep this jock waiting just long enough. The door was opened to the stripped-down footballer only in his tight whites, All evidence of the private McDonald’s visit vanquished by the training he had put his body though, taking  in Devon’s spectacular  body it dawned on him that he had a long way to go before he developed anything close to the regular Joe fatty body. Allowing himself to be dragged to Devon’s bedroom he decided it was time to escalate things with  Devon by going all the way . As his clothes were stripped down, and Devon mounted him from behind  he found himself being pushed deeper and deeper into the face of Devon's superkings  bed, he felt himself being entered as Devon pushed his meat deeper into him. NO foreplay, or kissing just straight to the  point, he had made Devon wait too long and as he heard Devon grunt and push he knew he had had it coming to him. And  with a moan and the spazzing of the leg, he felt Devon collapse next to him in the bed. 

Now it was time to spin his web so as Ajay  found himself being pulled  closer to the hunk of muscle by his strong arms, he felt Devon's  hands  hold him tightly and  smother him, he saw what a big softie Devon really was and thought of the perfect plan to put in motion 

.So as their laid there in each others arms Ajay broke the silence 

“Look, I’m only doing this because this is literally my last option , but I’ve been kicked out -something about actually paying rent or whatever, so I was wondering “

“Ajay , relax do whatever you want, your welcome to stay here as long as you want “, Devon responded finally cutting Ajay off 

Wow Ajay  thought this jock is going to be putty in his hands. Now all he had to was set the ball rolling 

Benched part 2 

Treating himself to the luxuries of his pampered life, Ajay had already taken the time to hire a full-term chief and housemaid, as well taking the liberty of slipping the chief something here and there to cloud the  number calories in the meals he would serve if Devon of the question ever arose . The housemaid's job was clear keep the house clean and the pantries and the fridge stocked with all the snacky food Devon had sworn over the last couple of yrs, they had also been instructed to add a little something extra to Devons shakes in the morning but this again was kept hidden away from Devon. Ajays job was easy enough, he would wake up with Devon in the morning as the chief served them both the full English breakfast, which  something Ajay  always insisted on - explaining to Devon about the yrs he lacked the money to fund it for himself. He also  had the task  that while Devon went full pig mode on the fat sausages, stripes of queen bacon, the numeorus slices of toast and who could forget the maple-slathered doughy pancakes, he would go down on his throbbing member. He’d  like to thing of it as  conditioning the pleasure Devon  felt with as his meat entered Ajay’s sloppy mouth with the feeling of stuffing himself silly until he popped and squirmed like his sausages in the pan . And when Devon was getting  ready to leave, leaving Ajay with a kiss that smelt of bacon and sausage,  Ajay admired his work of  seeing Devon leaving stuffed with his bloated stomach tightly pushing out his from fitting kit.

“Okay sweetcheeks I’m off, enjoy yourself” Devon said as he pulled away and went to grab his a daily protein shake.

 While Devon was out of the house for most of the day, Ajay should have been doing anything productive, however, he fully took on Devon's word to enjoy himself, lazing in bed all day stuffing himself with the pastries the maid will leave- and even having a bell put in  to signal  the chef to make a hearty lunch. And when the day was done, Devon would always come home with McDonald’s in his hand begging Karan to recreate their first date - and as the Ajays short stay turned into weeks the takeaway bag filled with greasy fast food got bigger and bigger. However all this was only the warm-up to dinner where chief once again outdid himself,  it was as if the chief  enjoyed stuffing BOTH their  employers until there would be too full to even think about ringing his bell once more . Serving  up stuffed lobster, glistening hams and deep dish of pasta served with heavy sides,  followed by oozing chocolate cake or whatever  sweet tooth the footballer and his rent-boy was carving. When the two had finally digested their glutinous dinner,  Ajay  and Devon would end the night by having hot steamy sex in their quarters, and it wasn’t only their affection for each other that was growing. Over the weeks as they continued to indulge themselves Ajay’s trim frame was  bending under his fattening diet, with fat slowly spreading all over his body, covering his once exposed ribs and filling in his stomach, the same however couldn’t be said for Devon whose  strict training regime was  working  overtime to burn off the extra calories. 

“Daddy, Daddy, this isn’t happening fast enough  “ Chad whined “ Devons barely putting on any fat hes just getting more swole, we have our first game of the season soon and he looks no different  “ 

“Don’t worry Chad, let me sort this out with our little rent boy “

“Ajay! You  have to be out of your mind , I ordered  a fattened up jock gone to pot not a beef-cake footballer , pull yourself together , or the deal is off and I will go public I promise , and you can kiss that new lifestyle of yours goodbye “

 Hanging up , Ajay gulped , deciding it it was time to go take things up a notch 

“Honey do you have to go and leave me’

“Leaving so early, I thought we could have a round two”

“But babe the chief made an extra portion of food and it would be a shame to let it go to waste”

Ajay was pulling out all the stops, every day he made a new excuse  to lure Devon into staying home and eat into his training time, he would drop the babes and the honeys like smooth butter  to guilt Devon into staying home and riding the bell for seconds 

“Okay baby just this once”

“Well if you insist, but this time we gonna try things a bit differently”

“I guess it would be shame to waste such fine food’

Devon didn’t know what was happening to him, but how could be leave Ajay here all by himself in this big townhouse, sure he needed to train but he guessed one day couldn’t hurt, and besides his personal coach had seemed to taken early retirement having apparently won it big on the lotto and was now jetting around the world. So he gave in to Ajays puppy eyes, and he was happy to do so as his stomach growled out for more food

It was just the day before an important match that would commence the new season , and as Devon opened his eyes he was met with the new and improved  vision of chubbier Ajay, moving in with him was definitely  plumping up his lover, but as he admired  his chubby lover with  rolls of fat and chubbier frame Devon felt his dick harden as he saw all the effects he was having on Ajay, they certainly won’t be running away with anyone else with this lard filled body. All Ajay  kept was  his slender face, his body was swelling at every angle, his once tender stomach was swollen and bulging over his tight underwear, it curvature supported his puffed up man tits  His thighs were starting to become embroidered in small yet noticeable stretch  marks that led to his growing arse. Devon only chuckled at Karan’s misfortune, he on the other hand was in the belief that he had the same body he had when they first met, coxed on by Ajay’s lies and  the web he had spun. As he stirred to ring the bell- a feature he was quickly getting used to, he felt Ajay wake up beside him as their young chief started serving their 5-star English breakfast. Were the portions increasing or was it just too early in the morning to be thinking straight? Devon’s eyes opened widely as he stuffed the sizzling sausages into his mouth, each one more juicer than the other, he ate like he had been starved , coating his food in Ajay’s favourite maple sauce. As his Arms turned into machines, continually grabbing food from all corners of his plate into his mouth, he felt Ajay stir, abandoning his plate to perform his duty. It was like clockwork, as Devon stuffed pancake into his mouth his meat was being stuffed further and further into Ajay’s mouth. Finishing his plate in he quickly reached over to consume Karan’s leftover fueled by a hunger he didn’t know he had . And damn did it feel good. He came gasping at the sides of his bed as he came straight down Karan’s mouth. 

Standing up he realised he was already running late for his training, he didn’t notice however that like his fattened lover his abandonment of his strict training sessions and his ravenous hunger for food was bearing its effect on his once muscular trim-cut body, his rock-hard abs had been the first to disappear and be buried in fat  as the burgers and lobster went straight to his now starter gut, the disappearance of his abs followed by his once firm pecs which were now plumped up and were swelled up with pure fat. And as he got up to put on his newly gifted  underwear he didn’t notice his meaty butt-cheeks that were supported by his plumped thighs, all over he was the image of a once jock gone to pot as he stuffed himself into his athlewear and yet he still remained oblivious to this, infatuated by his fatty lover 

“Don’t go, I get so lonely without you “

” Ajay unlike you I can’y just laze around all day I have to train “

” But please, without you I feel so incomplete and  what good is all this money and hard-work of  you can’t spend your time with me  “ 

Devon was taken back, it dawned on him that everything he ever wanted he got, why should he waste his time doing the same thing every single day. 

“Fine, but I do really  need to train“, he remarked as he ditched his tight sports clothes to cuddle in bed with Ajay who was  already ringing the bell 

 As match day approached, Devon felt like in the worst shape ever, him and Ajay had really overdone it last night, it was as if the chief was using magic, the 5 course meal paired with a good amount of beers made him yearn for his sleep. Leaving Ajay sleeping in bed he decided it would definitely be better to forgo their daily feast of a breakfast. Even after his shower he still felt drowsy,  shaving of his  starter beard that he had been growing since he met Ajay was like a slap to the face. Was that, no way, what in the hell no matter how much he prodded it and smudged it the beginnings of his double chin was going no where, pulling his face close to the mirror he couldn’t deny his  face was  definitely fuller , his cheeks were rounder and his winkles were creased out . Stepping back in this new harsh reality he surveyed more of the damage, the cold bathroom light was not forgiving - gone were his abs gone were his pecs and gone was his waistline. He had plumped up all over a that food definitely found space to expand, running his hands over he was softer and dumpier, it was easily a pure gain of 15kg of fat, and the worst offender was easily his gut. The drastic difference from his trim frame of abs to his now rounded out gut that jutted out ,this was definitely going to be hard to hard.

Only grabbing a shake for breakfast and resorting to his largest clothes, Devon quickly fled the scene, what was he going to do, sure the damage was bad and it wasn’t going no where - finishing his shake he had to fight with himself not to help self to the pastries in the locker room. No Devon this is exactly how you got like this, but still his stomach grumbled until it was unbearable - sure one croissant won’t hurt, and if I’m  gonna have one I might as well have two. This logic was exactly what led to only handful of pastries being left, but luckily his stomach had quietened down and now was time for his first test his kit.

He thought it would be wise to start with his shorts, it was all going fine until it got to his more sizeable arse - long gone was perfect square butt now his cheeks were plumped up and won’t fitting in no size 30, it took a lot of struggling and suck in the put them on - and dam were they tight but at least they were on. Putting on the jersey was a real shock he was used to the breathable loose fit -that was long gone, his wider frame filled up his jersey with ease and the biggest problem would be his gut, it jutted out a few inches and refused to be hidden. God he felt fat, checking himself out in the mirror he looked like a fattened up caricature of himself, what was going on.

In pre-training he kept it light, luckily his team failed to bring up his noticeable weight gain, but he couldn’t help but see the looks and whispering just out of earshot, Chad seemed to be the only one would bring it up

“Looks some needs to hit some cardio”

“Come on big guy catch up”

Big guy, god was it that noticeable, damn the diet starts  tomorrow, and why was he sweating so much even after a few light exercises he felt as heavy as a truck. Sure he had missed a couple of trainings but he was the star footballer, what was going on and was that his tummy rumbling.

If  Devon had felt self-conscious earlier on the pitch with the thousands of spectators  now, he felt like he was being watched from all angles, and it didn’t help that he was far from his a-game - he was slower and barely keeping up with his team, he was red in the face after all the running he had do to keep up. He just couldn’t do it, running was like there was lead in his legs and he felt his fatty body sweat up and rub against his kit  - and by time halve time was called he was panting.

A nil-nil start sure wasn’t the worst, but  his team were wholly  less supportive sure he had missed a couple of goals but surely it wasn’t that bad. Lurking away from the training room, he find a tv running - some commenters on the game were yapping on he didn’t pay attention till a picture of him for last season popped

“I mean look at his shape, fit prime and in charge’

“Now look at this”

A picture for todays match popped, a very unflattering photo he was red in the face covered in sweat and if they say the camera had 10 it looked like it was 20 today, he looked massive taken form a bad angle you could see his gut prodding out, even a bit of underbelly piped out, his sweat hugged the curvature of his gut and  his arms and legs were giganitc and with the face he was pulling it like like had rolls

‘Im mean it obvious someone defiantly porked up a bit”

“Ha ha - he’s defiantly pigged out this off season”

“Oh definelty - Devon looks awful and it obvious affecting his play did you see him  out there - he was sluggish and red”

“And did you see that backside - God it looked he  had a bbl done”

“Geez yh, if this things keeps going I won’t be supposed if he is benched till next seas” 

He switched it up, God he felt humiliated ( even a bit aroused tho - God what was happening to him ), He had to pull out all the stops this next halve,

And that he did, he ran faster and tried harder than anything, but still it didn’t work - 5 minutes on the clock and it looked like there was nothing to show but a  panting red faced Devon, then suddenly  in just the final moments on the game , he saw it - an opening it was just right. The entire world was still, he saw his moment, he felt his breath panting but he didn’t care. With one powerful kick he lobbed the ball into the goal, it went flying soaring straight into the top left corner. The crowd went wild, it was in - he felt on top of the world, but in his moment of victory he just couldn’t see Chad running straight for him, too fast to stop. He only saw it from the corner of his eye - second too late, it all happened so fast, like a train wreck, it all went silent until 

CRACK………

Devon was on the floor, what happened next was all a blur of events, from his leg not moving to the shooting pain in his foot it was all a blur , the paramedics rushing to him, to the ambulance and the operating table until now waking up in the hospital room.

Ajay was by his side- wearing clothes that fitted ten pounds ago,  was the first thing he saw when he woke up.

“Thank God your finally awake’ 

Ajay said was he jumped up to hug Devon and give him a kiss on the lips, he smelled like donuts and tasted like chocolate

“You gave us quite a scare’

“What.. happened’

“Well let’s just say you faced a pretty big fall, you were basically unconscious on the floor, apparently your body was so  exhausted it was on life support basically’

Getting up he faced a stinging pain in his chest and legs

“Oh and don’t try to move, u survived but you broke a couple of bones in the process  not to mention you foot - it was like a 4 hour surgery trying to save it’

 Startled with this news, he pulled of his sheets and low and behold there it was, his legs wrapped up in a white cast 

“Doc says it should be good as new, but not for a couple of months - ha ha” he laughed hesistanlty

“God what am I gonna do’ Devon was panicking  - football was his life, what would happen to him 

“Don’t worry babe - come down, here have some chocolate’

“What!!!!”

“Well look around you have gift baskets galore’ taking in the room Ajay was right, gift baskets were everywhere -  filled to the brim with get well soon cards and sweets

“There’s even more at home, I hope you don’t mind I’ve had a nibble hear and there” Ajay chuckled next to a nearly finished basket

‘Go on then”, the chocolate was good, tasted amazingly  and at least it wasn’t in short supply - he laughed but stopped as the aching pain in his chest stung

“Anyways the doctor says you need your strength especially after your fall babe’

After signing the papers - and a lengthy discussion with his doctor encouraging him to keep his movements to a minimal, Devon was free to go.

The ride back was nice, Ajay by his side, he wasn’t expecting the press outside his front door, and  in his temporary  wheelchair he felt humiliated having to be carried arm in arm  by Ajay and their chief. After a long phone call for his manger, it was settled that  that Devon would be able return next season or as fast as his leg was healed- and his space on the field was legally not going anyway. Hanging up the phone call commenced the long haul of recovery.

“Babe I can’t eat that’

“Nonsense, doctor said you need all your strength, besides chief spent all day cooking it’

“Okay fine, but you gotta help”

“Was that even  question”

The thoughts of the diet he needed to go on, had slowly faded with his new cast on, he had tried to cut back but with Ajay and chief it was like they wouldn’t take no as answer. Devon reasoned with himself, he would just have to extend his dirty bulk and have a massive cut once he was on his feet again. A small part of himself was very happy with tis conclusion, oh all this food tasted so great and a  deep hunger in him needed to be satisfied, he had starved his body on kale salads for far too long.

So began the long process of recovery, its was a foodie bliss, breakfast lunch dinner and most importunely desert served straight to him 24/7. And it all tasted so good and rich finally he was seeing a price for all his hard work and it was in the from or food fit for kings. Anyways there was nothing else for Devon to do, he couldn’t leave the house in this state  especially with the papz going  crazy over him and his leg - he had even made the headlines for a good week all  showing the prized footballer fallen form grace in crutches . He was asked for interviews and podcasts specials for weeks but he decided it was best to take this much needed  time off  and make the most of it. He had no obligations, he could spend all day catching up  tv shows he  had missed ,playing the backlog of video games and of course hot steamy sex with Ajay -  who was  more than happy to check charge with their handicapped partner. In fact Devon was enjoying laying back in bed and letting Ajay do all the hard work in fact he often helped himself to a wide assortment of snacks that was always in arm width not to mention the get well baskets that slowly dwindled in number. And speaking of food ,a  massive plus  to this new life was that he could finally eat with with no restraint -  Not having to worry about training or meetings meant  he could laze about all day and just  pig out it was perfect, especially with Ajay by his side. And God did the pair of them eat, day in day out, it was the perfect activity as Devon stuffed his face, he felt so good, their always ate unit they couldn’t move and it wasn’t like Devon was doing much of that anyway  - with his leg in the cast he would spend hours  plopped down in areas of his massive townhouse. And as the months rolled passed he made sure to spend his money freely,  buying Ajay all the designer clothes and jewellery he wanted, he loved to see Ajay try on all his new designer clothes and he loved it even more as he outgrew them right in front of his eye. Their chief was also basically free-reign, with Devon even moving them in  to make sure their were never far he hadn’t eaten so good in years and he didn’t want it to stop . The biggest money eater  of course was defiantly the food, all the finest foods and wines  that money could buy was devoured day in and day out Devon and Ajay were properly  eating better than royalty , especially with his dirty bulk excuse  this was run so far  into  the ground  he barley even thought about cutting back leaving  him to  ate with no abandonment. 

After  the months of never reigning in how much he was eating, his appetite explored, more pizzas more burgers more sides - more everything, chief even had to hire a side cook to keep up. Devon was being overtaken with hedonism the pleasure he got from food simply made him fro hunger for more, he was transforming form a man with a clean cut diet to one who was controlled by the gut and it was showing. Over the months it wasn’t only his appetite that grew up, his small starter gut ballooned into a a round bulging gut that demanded to be fed, and all that food it demanded was spreading itself all over his body, all over he was fattened up bulging out, his pecs puffed up into two rounded sagging lumps of fat, his once muscular arms plumped up and were now starting to squeeze outwards due to the massive amount go fat packed onto his torso. And to compensate for this massive rotund gut his thighs swelled up to match - Devon had long forgotten about pants and had resorted to lazing naked nowadays  allowing his thighs to fill out as much as possible, with his once muscular butt taken the worst of it, once firm and square it was plumped up and filled with fat expanding out in all direction  ,  and form lazing about all day the muscles he worked so hard at the gym, slowly faded away and were buried in fat all over Devon was undoubtedly fat. And the worst culprit was surely he was once gorgeous face, all that food of course fattened his face, his cheeks had rounded out and now merged with the band of fat that was nestled under is chin, given him a rounded out face that matched his rounded out body. His killer good looks remained but they were fighting a losing battle with the fat 

Devon’s and Ajay’s months of bliss was soon coming to the end as after a good 6 months the Doctor finally deemed it fit that Devon was free of hi caste 

“Now Devon, given your noticeably changes I’m sure moving about will be a lot harder and your leg will need to adapt to all the extra weight your putting on it’

“Oh all this’ Devon chuckled as he smaked his gut, even he was bit taken back with how soft it was,’Just a dirty bulk-   it will come right off”

“Sure”, the doctor responded not sounding very confident’ Anyways I’ve signed you up with the best physio in town we will have back in uhm.. fighting shape any day”

The first biggest challenge was defiantly the walking, under doctors orders the crutches were retired and Devon was instructed to slowly start to move more and more. But even this was challenge, after a couple of steps he was struggling, his legs felt weaker and with every step there was this burning sensation in his bones. He would not even  make it halve way through the doctors mandatory excerise routines before  he had to call it quits. What was going on, he was a star athlete how was he letting a couple of steps be the boss of him, sure he had been out of practice for a while but Devon was not going to let this stop him. So he tried again and again, until he was blue in the face and felt sweat in places he didn’t know he could sweat and after each routine he felt exhausted but luckily for him the doctor had said nothing about cutting down his food intake,  so chief continued to pull out all the stops making sure their employer never went hungry.

The second big challenge came about when it was finally time to start physio, sure Devon had been doing some small exercises here and there but under doctors orders, now that Devon could confidently walk about on his feet it was time for physio, and it was time for Devon to finally leave the house and he soon found out that eating like a pig for the last 6-months of course meant nothing would fit his large over-fed body . He tried fruitlessly but none of his old clothes would even budge, his trousers wouldn’t get past his thighs and his shirts wouldn’t buckle, he was just too big, too round and far too fat. God - he thought to himself this bulk has really hit its limit, he felt enormous and he definitely looked it, his gut was so massive it ripped  his shirts into shreds when Ajay tried to squeeze  him in it. With the physio waiting across London, he was left trying to fit into Ajay clothes, and even they were a tight fit, there was no way he was fatter than Ajay but alas even in his chubby lovers designer kit he still felt suffocated.

The doctor had organised one of the best physio in all of London, they had all been sworn to secrecy and all  that staff and been forced to sign a nda, they were all left puzzling their heads about what could be such a  secret, until of course the lift doors opened and outstepped a man who looked like he hadn’t been in a gym in years, let alone the star footballer of one of the country’s most prestige  teams. They were expecting a man who was once the most eligible bachelor  in all of Europe with he his gorgeous face and ripped muscular  body and here stood a man in clothes to small  to fit their wearers massive frame, a body that fit a man that looked like he had been done nothing but stuff his face day in and out .

“Alight Devon, lets see what we working with” said the lead physio instructing Devon to the scales

Stepping on them, he couldn’t even see the scales as his gut blocked his view by  a good amount of fat , 

“Gosh, I mean uhh 130kg”

“What, are you taking the piss” , that couldn’t be right, the numbers had to be a lie

“Im sorry, sir but that this is one the most accurate scales out there’

Devon was left with no words, he simply mustered by the dirty bulk line and followed the very in shape physio to the changing rooms, compared to him Devon looked massive, almost double the size in width. Finally in the the changing rooms he was finally given some fitting clothes that fitted around his huge fat body, he dared not to look at the size but a small flash of Xs caught his eyes as he grabbed for them with his tubby fingers. Checking himself out in the mirror was a very sobering process, what had he done to himself, he was far form fat and well into the obese relm , looking at his massive gut and wider frame the memories of his once fitter body flooded his mind, however as he felt his fat gut  up, prodding it and squeezing it his mind was filled with all the good food he had stuffed into to over the last year  and damn did it make him feel hunger.

He was snapped out of the images of plates of food and desserts, when the young fit physio , known as Tom , popped round the corner telling Devon it was time to start. This all lead to the next big challenge, sure walking had been tough but compared to this that was spoonful of sugar, they had started it slow on the treadmill, a good pace was established, but god did it feel different there was so much more of him, he was heavier and massive. From the fat in his gut that swayed with each step to the rolls of fat in his arms that rubbed against his moobs. All over on this this treadmill he felt his fat body coming to alive, and a bit of him enjoyed and he felt he felt his dick stir under his fat balloon gut. But then Tom seeing the grin of Devon’s face took the initiative to  to raise the speed a tad , just a bit forcing him to pick up the pace and jog, for the first few seconds as he jumped from foot to foot, Devon felt free, but then it started, the burning in his lungs, the stabbing in his feet, the sweat piling up. He had quickly used up  his once amazing stamina and endurance , his fat body was just too heavy, each jog felt like he was pulling tons, before long he was panting for breathe, red in the face. Tom saw how hard  his job was going to be right then and therem as Devon collapsed on the floor exhausted.

“Come on big, guy, we’ve still got a good hour left to shift this weight’ Tom chuckled as he slapped Devon’s fat gut that was now exposed form his kit, sweaty and flabby.

Devon couldn’t even muster the breath to tell him to fuck off, but what he hated how much his dick was loving it. What followed was one of the longest training session of his life, everything was reminder of how out of shape he had fallen, sit ups were nearly impossible with his fat gut weighing him down making him have to roll to his side to even get up, and push- ups were far out of the question with his stubby arms not being able to lift his fat body high enough to get his fat gut of the floor, star jumps shook the walls and there wasn’t a bike there he could fit his fat arse onto.  The only possible equipment  he could fit onto was the bench next to the vending machine, Tom decide to look the over way as as out of breath Devon dropped his blubbery frame on it and popped out a few chocolate bars. 

“ Right there  big guy , i think that’s enough damage for today” Tom chuckled placing another firm hand on Devon’s  ample gut 

Devon was furious, partially at himself for letting himself get this bad and also at Tom who seemed to be enjoying this display of unfitness. 

“Hold - on “ Devon said in pants fishing his chocolate bar 

He wasn’t going to go down without a fight, I know what to show him he thought , he stepped on the treadmill determined to show Tom that his was still the star athlete he was a year ago

“If you say so”

Starting up, Devon felt confident, he had already lasted longer than his previous attempts, sure he felt on the edge, but he kept jogging. A smirk appeared on his round race, that would show him Tom, who did he think he was talking to. However as he smugness grew, his old  confidence grew too, and without thought he went to uped the speed to reasonable run, and the moment he pressed those buttons he knew he had made a grave mistake. The treadmill revered to life, and Devon led on to  dear life tried to keep up, he tried to match the pace, but his obese body failed him once again, his belly became like a pendulum swing up and down moving his fat in all directions, his  layer of fat pecs followed in motion, followed by every bulging fatty part of his body. He was just too fat, his lungs couldn’t keep up, he was so panting for dear life, all over his sweat greased him up like a hog in an oven. His kit rolled up over  his heavy gut and his shorts got caught between his large thighs, he just couldn’t keep up he was just too fat. He felt himself about to  collapse again

“Alright tubby, I think you’ve showed us enough” Tom said as he stepped in to Devons rescue pulling the red tag, just  in time as Devon was hit with a wave of light headness and when the treadmill finally ceased its run Devon felt it legs give up to  and himself collapse on the floor 

He lay there on the floor, a doughy  mountainous lumps of fat panting for breathe, he couldn’t move pinned done by his massive girth, Devon was humiliated as he laid there sweaty and red, trying to get up was futile with all his energy used up

“Ah better luck next time big guy’ Tom said as he playfully slapped Devons fat gut admiring how it jiggled and settled.

“Come on lets get you up’, 

“Wow big  guys, looks like I’m gonna need a hand”, Tom laughed as he called over to some assistants to help heave Devon up and of the floor..

What a shit show, in the changing room Devon had retreated to the bench to catch his breath, God I’ve really let myself go haven’t I, he thought as he rested his hand on his gut. 

“See you next time’ Tom waved as he left leaving in a tight muscle shirt that showed of his impressive build

“Yh’ -  was all Devon  got out in-between laboured breathes, he  used to have a body like that, now here he was a fat arse on the bench catching his breathe - right he thought to himself this is it  the fattest I am ever going to be now, this old gut is going into hibernating .

But those fighting words quickly disappeared when Devon  came  home, the moment he waddled up the stairs and opened the front door he was hit with the smell of chefs cooking, and like clockwork his thoughts of cutting back where thrown out the window and replaced with whatever delicious food chef had cooked up. At the dining table, he just couldn’t draw himself, dish after dish chief brought out more and more food, that his stomach demanded.

“Alight babe, I think I’ve done enough damage’

“What” Ajay said looking up form his food with a mouth full of pasta

“I mean look at me, I’m not the spitting image of health right now’ Devon empathised taking in his fat body

“Non-sense, your plenty healthy and besides what those that make me  then’ - Ajay chuckled as he rubbed his fat rolls

“I think you just need some motivation, and besides after your long day at the gym you need your fuel - And I need my man’

And before Devon could protest, Ajay was on his knees blowing Devon off, sure things were a but different now, with Ajay being blocked fully by Devon’s fat gut, but even with all this new fat they had packed on to each others body it was still as amazing as it was on the first day. Devon could contain himself it was just so good, and just when he thought couldn’t get better, chief brought out dessert - triple coated chocolate cake.

  As the weeks rolled on Devon continued to go to his gym session with Tom, but he also continued to pig out just the same way as he  always had , he told himself he  deserved it, all those gym sessions were just too long and he need his fuel fro his next session of course , but he knew secretly deep down that the  food was just to good to quit. Devon was definitely getting his strength back but the fat gut of his was going any where soon, in fact Devon could have sworn it was getting bigger so much so that after a good couple of sessions he found himself needing new kit as gut continued to bulge out and his arse just wouldn’t fit in the old kit, when he asked Tom about it, Tom had told him that of course that was happening he was simply packing on more muscle and that Devon had nothing to worry out in and should continue as normal espially drinking the shakes that  Tom left out for him after each session.

After a good couple of months , Devon saw it was only right to get to know Tom better  after all they spend sports much time together and he grew fond of Tom’s teasing remarks about him,so he saw to it to bringing Tom ever for a dinner one day.

When the day came Devon saw to it that chief pulled out all the stops, he had told Tom it would just be casual dinner but Tom had somehow talked Devon into making it into a whole formal affair with suits and champagne. Devon knew straight away, that the tens of thousands pound suits he used to stroll round in at balls were long out of question, so he once again saw to it to ordering his tailer over, sure his tailor had not seen Devon since long before his accident but a man of his pay- grade was well known for his professionalism. So as Ajay and Devon stood their fat guts out overflowing in lard, the tailer made no comment and simply dressed them up in the finest suitsm men they size could still fit into.

Standing there in front of the mirror, dressed in the nines in his fine suit, Devon felt confident a confidence he hadn’t felt in a long time, sure the man standing in the mirror was a rounded out ball of fat, but damn the way he filled out his suit made  he look good, he was still the handsome footballer just now under many many layers of fat he told himself . And Ajay  seemed to agreed, telling Devon he was still the most handsome man he had ever seen, rubbing his hands over his meaty  thighs, whispering in his ears but how good he looked. And just when Devon was about to let Ajay get it, the door bell rang - Tom was here.

Opening the door, he was greeted by a very good looking man in suit, Tom had gotten a fresh haircut, shaved his morning stubble and swapped the gym clothes for a very nice fitted English suit, that he filled out perfectly. Devon remembered when he looked that good in a suit, the way Tom’s muscles were hinted at in the suit arms and his  square arse filled out the back. Standing there he felt massive, his much bigger frame emphasised different areas  of his suit, from his heavyset gut to his double chin poking out the collar.

“Wow, you clean up nicely- huh big guy”

“Thank you,  oh this old thing was just  sitting in the cupboard’  Devon laughed thinking about how more expensive suits were now that he couldn’t touch his toes

“And you must be the massive Ajay’ Tom laughed going in for a French kiss on Ajay chubby cheeks, leaning over Ajay’s chubby gut which his trim muscular body.

“God, Devon has told me so much about you, you’re even bigger I mean better in person’

After the formalities, small talk was engaged, where Devon learned that Tom had studied nutrition at uni and was freshly in London starting out. Devon and Ajay standing there must have looked like a massive fat hogs next to the lean Tom, Devon thought as Tom humoured Ajay, and if Tom was handsy in the gym he was even more so now, giving their respective guts a good pat and rub after ever joke.

But before Devon could think more about it, the bell was rung and dinner was being served, walking in the dining room had been transformed into a former candlelit scene, it felt very dapper and posh-  and God Devon thought he was definietly was going to have to give chief another pay rise for this whole ordeal. Tom was sat opposite them and the two much bigger men dwarfed  Tom side with their emmense fatness

And as chief brought out their dishes dinner commenced, the wine was good, the company even better but the food was amazing. Devon and Ajay’s plate were spotless after each  course, where’s Tom were littered with remains for the previous courses. But Devon couldn’t care he was founding himself getting more  and more aroushed by Tom’s  crude comments that he blurted out now and again

“Wow you chief really cooks up some fine grub - no wonder you so got so big’

“You guys really now how to put it away”

“Damn and I thought I ad a big appetite”

Devon didn’t know why what Tom was saying was turning him on so much, but he knew that his devious words were also working on Ajay who had to keep shuffling in his chair to move his tubby gut away  from his crotch. Maybe it was because he wasn’t used to being teased like this like this but maybe it was also because of who it was coming from, This fit young lad who had been  training him in the gym was now bombarding him with these dirty remarks. And as the courses kept coming, the dirtier they got.

“Hey there tubby, I think you left something on your plate’

“Geez what a fat-arse, leave any food for the rest of us”

“No, go on then you take it, looking at you overweight arse, has taken me of my appetite, besides to fill a fat gut like that you must need a truck load for of food’

Ajay and Devon didn’t know what was going on, but they  kept eating more  and more, until they were eating more than they had ever eaten before, Tom’s mean and flirty comments made them want to eat more and more.  And after unbutton the first couple of buttons on his shirt and taking  of his jacket, Tom cockney accent reared its head as he stripped down form his formal attire, and it was all so hot.  Devon felt his gut get more and bloated until he felt the buttons tightening and his gut gaping through, him and Ajay were being stuffed to beyond limits by this cockney muscular lad and it all reached its peak, - When a stuffed Ajay couldn’t finish his plate of food

“What tubs, bitten of more than you can chew’ “Here let me help’

And in fine motion, Tom climbed over the table, cups and dishes clattered about as  he reached over and grabbed his plate and held it to Ajay fat flushed flash

“Here piggy, eat up”

What was going on, Devon was completely in shock, but seeing Ajay opening his mouth and letting Tom force-feed him the rest of his plates, made his dick hard in way he didn’t know was possible

“And don’t you worry fatty, you time is next’ Tom laughed as he stuffed Ajay tight with food and then ran his tongue down his face. Tom then proceeded to rip Ajay’s shirt of freeing the mountain of brown fat that hid there

“Look at this beauty, ahh Devon where have u been hiding him’

Devon watched in pure lust as he saw Tom explore his lovers fattened up from, slapping his gut and knead it, Ajay of course was in pure heaven 

“Here tubby let me give you your just deserts”

And just like that Ajay fell onto his knees, as Tom took down his pants revealing his 8 inch pink cock

“Come on fatty eat up’

Ajay slobbered Tom’s cock up, going to town on all 8 inches 

“That right fatty eat up’

“All your good for your now is cock sucking - you fat fuck”

Tom grabbed Ajays rolls of fat and his fat pecs and he came straight down his throat 

“There piggy eat up”

Devon couldn’t control himself, letting out a large moan of his mouth followed by larger burp 

“Ahh looks like this piggy over here feel negalated, don’t you worry  piggy’

“Don’t you worry, I’ve had my eyes on you a while’

Devon was too shocked and stuffed to move

“God look at you, a fat lump of dough, you used to the hottest man in the nation now look at you tubby’

‘ A fat pig ready for the slaughter’

And with that, Devon was lost in Tom’s words, as Toms stripped down to reveal his hot muscular body, Devon was like putty, Tom pushed him out of his chair onto the floor, his fat gut breaking his fall, he felt as Tom stripped down his pants, putting his fatty  meaty chunky legs in the air, Tom yanked of his massive underwear exposing his fat arse 

“Ahh look at all the fat, man were have you been hiding thi’

Tom chuckled as he slapped Devons hippo sized rear.

An then it all happened so quick, but Devon felt Tom massive cock be ramped up his arse, he felt toms muscular arms grab his rolls of fat and jiggle them and then followed by the  thrusting  that was so hard it made his whole body jiggle. Devon was in heaven, he was stuffed behind his widest dreams and being fucked by Tom, and then when it couldn’t get any better. He saw Ajay rise up come over and bury Devon his his fat gut, opening in his mouth and showing his brown cock down this throat. He was their pig, fattened up and ready to be fed.

After that night of bliss, what followed next was an even more fattening  string of months, Devon was fucked hard all over by  of his lovers, at the gym Tom would tease him relentlessly for his out of shape body and lack of fitness, then at night Tom would  punish him by fucking  him till he couldn’t move. Chief cooked up even more and more food, filling the nights with feasts and feasts, and Devon and Ajay grew fatter and fatter until new dining room chairs  had to be ordered and beds installed. It was heaven, but one day as Devon wake up in their  now super king sized bed with  Tom naked, wrapped up between his two pigs, the phone rang

“Ah Devon, long time no see”

Who was this 

“I’ve been told by you doctor that you cast was long off and you’ve been  going to the best physio for months- no easier way to say this but we need you back on the team and you must surely be back in fighting state by now ”

What no, what was going on, as Devon laid there in bed under the mountains of fat he had stuffed onto to his body, his feet long hidden behind that mass that was his fat protruding gut, his sides were like weights filled with fat on either side and with his chins swallowing his neck his breathe was struggling to keep up with this dilemma. 

“Well come on , champ we need you back asap”

‘What do you mean its be declined’

“Well, I went to my normal sales assistant and went to pick up my things, and he said the card didn’t go though, luckily I was carrying my Chase card …’

As Ajay went on explaining away his last shopping trip, a quickly forming reality was dawning on Devon -  after all the fine foods, wines, luxuries, the funds were drying up. Sure by any means they won’t be  going broke, but after a few calls and checks with his accountants the gluttonus lives they were  living was not going to sustains it self  for much longer,either they were going to have cut-back or they would quickly be in a whole new world

It had been a couple of days after his phone call with this manager, and Devon knew that him and Ajay really had no other choices of income, and Tom’s physio salary was definitely not going to be paying  the bills for  the townhouse . in fact after Tom moved in, Devon found that they were even spending more than before on his fine suits and expensive wines.

As he sat there in bed, ballooned in fat, he knew he was going to have to face his fears, and that started by calling up his manger

“Ah Devon, finally have you decided to make you triumph return to the team, after the season we’ve had everyone is desperate for you, Devon’

“Yh about that, Scott I am planning to, only I might be a bit bigger than you last saw me ’

“Ahh the off-season bulk - happens ti the best of us champ’

“Yh, bulk ha’ Devon couldn’t whip up the confidence to tell his old manger just how bad this bulk was over the phone

“Listen champ just come on down tomorrow, we get you sized up,  I mean the whole team haven’t seen in for almost over a year now’

Today was the day, and Devon felt fatter than ever, leaving the house in the early morning in some of the only clothiers that fit him he knew as he had to catch his breaths after ever steps a walk in the park was gonna be off from this . They were all waiting for him in there, all his old teammates including Chad he imagined their faces and their ridicule and he hated that after living with Tom for the last couple of weeks he knew he was going to enjoy it all.

“I’m sorry mister, I think you have the wrong room’

Devon had walked in to the gym at the worst time, all his old teammates were shirtless running drills and workouts, and they  stood Devon all 150kg of him , still holding a chocolate bar form the car 

‘No coach, I don’t think I do’

“Devon…..”

The sound of weights from all over the room came crashing down as the herd of fit muscular men crowded around their hippo sized teamate

“Bloody hell’

“Is that, no way”

“Talk about an off-season”

“Coach listen, I did say I had put on a few kg”

“A few kg, is that what you call this’

Coach laughed as strolled over and slapped Devons fat gut

“I mean look a the size of you, you fat everywhere I look at you”

“What am I going to do you you fat sack of lard’

‘Hey coach, take it easier on him’ called a voice from the back 

Devon dared not to look up, and he hated the fact a small part of him was loving Coach’s cruel remarks about his fat body’

But even  he couldn’t believe who was strolling over to his rescue 

Walking over, was a more muscular, almost taller Chad, it was obvious that after their accident the two had gone two very different pathways, Devon a spiral of gluttony and greed and Chad a rise of fame and fitness .

“What, else can I do, look at him this man was the comeback we needed Chad, I bet he couldn’t  even get the kit over his massive backside, let alone make it to the field without breaking into a sweat”

“Coach, I know but shouting at him isn’t going to make it easier, anyway besides maybe even having him back is enough to turn our fate’ smirked Chad 

Devon was shocked the arrogant areshole of a man that Chad had been had simply evaporated’l

‘Whatever, his contact his bullet prove, even if wanted to I couldnt get him of the team’

“We gonna be a laughing  stock of the nation with this lardass’ 

Coach said coming and grabbing Devon exposed gut

“Hey it not like we arnt that  already; chuckled Chad as he got  between Coach and Devon

Coach had no words left to utter after that, he simply left in a strut leaving Devon with the rest of teammates, whom most got back to the training simply refusing to even acknowledge Devon.

Well one stayed  - Chad

“Hey mate, thanks for that’

“Oh that that was nothing’

‘Nah it means a lot, and it seems like we both changed a lot these past years huh’

‘Yh I guess, not going to lie once you were of the team, and I had to step in I finally realised how much pressure it was, huh big guy’

‘Yh, I don’t even remember sleeping those days’

“You telling me, all I do is train, play and try to stay out the papers’

The pair of them, stuck together chatting about the past year as the gym quietened out, Chad hitting the machines while Devon filled him on his new life with Ajay and Tom.

“Wow you really enjoyed you  time off-time huh’ smirked Chad as they made their way to showers, the rest of the team had left and it was the pair of them. Just like old times, they striped  down and headed to the showers, Devon had barely even lifted a finger but he still stripped done to rinse off some sweat that came from standing about in the humid gym. Chad even helped remove his t-shirt when he struggled to get it over his fatty body.

Stepping in compleltey naked to the showers, there were never  two bodies that were that different, Chads tall blond muscular body all toned up after a long work out and Devons round obese body covered in strecth marks and overgrown with hair.

‘I mean look at the size of you, talk about a transformation and a halve’

“Yh I living the good life, and I love it all’ Devon responded rubbing his gargantuan gut’

“Here let me’ Chad said as he took the soap and lathered Devon in it

It was all so sensual and hot Devon couldn’t  see his cock as he turned to let Chad wash his back but he couldn’t feel it growing under his massive fat-pad. And it wasnt the only thing he felt as Chad got closer and closer to him rubbing all his back fat, the head of a fat big penis hit his fat arse. They stood in silence for a few moments until Chad broke  the slience 

‘Sorry about that, I can’t help myself you just so sexy’

Devon laughed, it seemed the more he blimped up men coudnt control themselves

‘Oh really, what’s so sexy about me’

“Everything, all over your just so big, I mean I used to stare at you in the showers and looking at this I couldn’t believe you could be so sexy, but now oh I can’t control myself’

Chad moved closer, his arms roamed over Devons body, taking it all in, they barely joined in the middle just the tips oh his fingers  around Devons solid gut. And then he moved in, putting his face in the pillow of at that was Devon’s neck, and pushing Devon fat body to the wall and he entered Devons fat arse. They fucked for hours, long and hard it was as if Chad wanted one thing in the world and it was Devons well-fed body.

It was game day, and Devon was suprised it had all come so quickly, one the news had broken about his weight gain, the media went crazy, journalists and pappz wanted him more now than ever. The internet was filled with pieces comparing his body to its prime, everything was out it the open with his love life he was headed for being a proud  gay footballer and jeered at by all sorts of sporting channels who loved to talk about his obese body for hours. He was a pneumpoan, everybody was -  even Ajay’s lavish life, who had quickly become a minor celcberlity once the news broke, and now it was the first match of the season, no matter what the coach fought for he coudln’t get him removed, it was agreed though that due to Devons weight he was of course going to be no help on the field abs that all he needed to do was stand for the anthem and be Benched for the majority of the game. And so they he stood in a kit the size of tent in line with all his in fit  teammates a bulging mass of fat.

The rest of the game he was sat on the sides, watching the game he even pulled put a chocolate bar as the 90min game bore on. As He looked up at the box and saw the large frame of Ajay next to a trim Tom whose hands of full of hotdogs and even appeared to be helping himself to one of two as a stuffed Ajay hesitated mouth full of ketchup and mustard. Devon chuckled to himself as he bit into the next chocolate bar that chef had packed. The game finished to a draw, which according to Chad was one of the best results they had finished in a while, Devon couldn’t believe it, had his team really fallen so far that a draw was an accomplishment. And as the rest of the team left and the changing room emptied out it was once again Chad  and Devon left alone, and it seemed the sight of Devon in his humongous kit sent Chad awol,  as after the final member left he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. 

Coach was in trouble, it wasn’t enough that he had to put up with seeing Devon stuff his face with chocolate bars on the bench, after a lengthy call with the mangers his job seemed to be on the line, his teams poor performance over the last season was so distoruous ad campaigns seemed to back out with each loss and the team was heamorrgin money left right and centre , he had to do something quick.

After another game ended with  another draw, Coach turned on the 10’ o clock sports new, most of the bloody focus was on the fat lump that used to be his star player, more focus went on what he was stuffing his face with than the game itself. After third draw of the season, Coach was hot headed, he didnt know what to do and right now he needed something sweet and the first thing that popped into his head was whatever he had seen Devon stuffing his face next to him on the bloody bench .But after 2 visits to two different supermarkets those damn chocolate bars seemed to all be out of the stock, after the third visit proved no avail he was furious 

‘Oi you what’s the big deal, this is the third shop without any godamn chocolate bars where the hell are there all’

“Geez sir I’m sorry they sell out faster than hotcakes especially after matchs’

“What - the hell ”

“ If You asking me, it cus all those fatties come here straight after the game and buy us all out, its cus of the big old fat player Devon he’s like their hero or something’

What was that - everywhere he went to heard about that hippo and just when he felt another blood vessel burst in his brain an even better idea popped into his head

Devon dint know why he was being called in, Coach hadn’t even uttered a word to him all season and now he was being called in for a meeting- even Chad didn’t know what was going on

“Ah Devon, my favourite player come on in’

What was going on, but Devons attention quickly dropped when he saw the plates full of chocolates and pastries laid out on the table

“Why Devon, it seems your sweet tooth has caught the attention of some higher ups, meet the team’

They on the other side off the table were a large assortment of people some tall some with glasses all fat

“Listen bud, these guys over there will pay a hefty sum for you hands to be on they chocolate bars  out there on the field - what’ya say’

Opening the envelope there concealed a number with a lot of 0s 

‘OH and that’s just for one game’

This was it Devon’s money problems were solved for life and all he had to do was sit back and eat candy 

Coach chuckled to himself as he saw the humongous man sign away his body with hand and grab a hand full of chocolate in the other, - looks like he had found a use fir this fatter after all

And as the season wore on that’s exactly what Devon did, it become a football phenomenon - viewship was at all time high. The fattiest of the country were glued to the screen seeing Devon pig out on various box’s of chocolates and sweets and they ran the fastest their fatty legs would carry them to the stores to pig.  Coach had long forgotten about his money worries he had a golden pig out there weight his weight in advertisement - it was a plus that the team were playing the best they ever had in a long time, and leading them was Chad it was as if a big fat fire was lit under him and he wanted to do it proud. As the months draw on the team was quickly climbing the ranks faster and faster, until it was all down to for final game of the season .

There it was the last game of the season, Ajay, Tom and Devon boarded   a much bigger limo to take them to the stadium than they had needed to at the beginning. . Other the past 9 months it wasn’t just the money on Devon’s wallet that grew but all three of their waistlines  thanks to the replenished funds the three of them were back eating like kings, and it showed on Ajay’s much fatter gut Devon’s hippo sized arse and Toms beginning double chin. Devon had suspected that Ajay and Tom were having secret feedings sessions where  Tom loved stuffing Ajays till he was too stuffed to move and was helping himself to the odd cake here and there . Seeing the pair of them across the limo Devon chuckled to himself as he saw that Tom was living the blissful lie that he had once lived as it seemed Ajay had found another young hot man’s body to ruin. Tom hadn’t noticed it but as he was stuffing food down Ajays food he didn’t notice his portions getting bigger and meals more frequent. Living with two obese men was definitely rubbing of on the poor PTs body, he hardly needed to work at the gym now that Devon’s money troubles  were solved, his gym kit was growing dusty in the wardrobe just like Devon’s once did and the effects were beginning to show. A year of living with them was fattening Tom up faster than he could  clock on, as he sat   there next to Ajays the six pack he was proudly showed of was now rounding out into a beginners belly and his thighs were beginning to swell up. Ajays had of course taken the needed precautions of size up his wardroom  secretly and reminding him of how fat he was at all times belittling  Tom’s beginner gains

As the pair of them fiddled with each other in the back of the limo  offering the other small treats and what nots , Devon didn’t feel any jealousy, especially after how he knew his heart was taken by another. What started of as after gym sessions soon bloomed into longs date nights with Chad, over the past 9 months Chad and rocked Devon’s world in more ways than none, filling up with food at dinner than fucking  him like there was no tomorrow. And just when Devon was about to unlock some more thrilling moments the Driver honked - there had arrived 

Devon’s role on the team had shunk to nothing more than a ballooned obese mascot that the camera would turn to when the audiences attention dwindled. And there was no other way he would have it, as the game wore on his assortment of snacks never ended he ate himself away watching Chad run around the field like he once used to. Except now he was a fat whale of man in kit that had long been upgraded to beat his ever growing fat gut

It was such a close game, 85 minutes had dreaded on, and there were still drawing 2:2, Devon couldn’t watch and so he ate - it’s as all down to Chad. And at the 89 minute, Devon scanned the field and saw the hunk of man that was he lover, and Chad saw back a fat blob of a man that he couldn’t keep his hands off. And just like that he kicked it in and it flew past the other teams goalie and went straight it.

And on that second after winning his first league, there was one thing Chad needed to do - and he ran straight to Devon and jumped on to the 180kg lover and gave him the biggest kiss of his life 

And Devin thought to himself if this was life on the bench he would happily be Benched