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Chapter 1 - Diego, the young chub

Diego opened his eyes… the clock showed 1:20 pm. He was breathing hard and was totally covered in sweat. He tried to raise his knees so that the rolls of his butt could separate, and he could cool off. The mattress made a huge noise. His stomach hadn't stopped roaring for hours. Diego was too hungry, and he was going to get up to have a feast, but he was too lazy. Moving more than 460 lbs was tiring (Diego didn't know what was his real weight. He hadn’t weighed himself for two years and he would surely have gained weight). He decided to raise his arm to reach his cell phone, he could see his armpit soaked with sweat... the truth is that his arms had become enormous in recent years, perhaps months. Diego had always been fat, but his fat had always accumulated in his belly. He now had a pair of enormous arms, rolls included, even his wrist had swollen to the point where he could no longer tie any of his watches. He wasn't used to having to move so much volume when he moved his arms, it was uncomfortable and tiring. He picked up the phone and placed an order in a flash: the usual, 4 triple burgers with extra bacon, a box of 20 nuggets and the box of 24 chocolate-filled donuts from Krispy Kreme. He wasn't planning on having all that for breakfast... it was in case he was hungry the rest of the afternoon.

Ten minutes after ordering, Diego decided to get up. After a few attempts in which he swung his entire body, bouncing his rolls and forcing the poor mattress to resonate as if it were being beaten, Diego managed to sit up. (All this was due to laziness, because despite his weight, Diego was only 22 years old and could do everyday tasks, but of course, he got tired and sweated more the if he did them quicklier). Diego then got up, he was a bit suffocated, he was losing his breath and became dizzy for several seconds. He thought to himself: Diego, if you continue like this you won't be able to get up by yourself in less than a year. He went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Diego was tired of seeing that image, he didn't know anyone as extremely obese as him, especially at his age. He was incredibly soft, not a strong fat or a round fat, but a flaccid obese. He had a huge belly, his overhang reached lower than the mirror allowed him to see and his tits were the size of two crushed watermelons... he stopped looking at himself and gave himself a facelift. Just after putting on his pants (which he had to leave unbuttoned because the size 7xl obviously didn't fit him even if he put them below his belly) someone rang the bell. Diego quickly walked to the door.

The delivery man, who was waiting outside, saw the door open abruptly, behind him, a young but gigantic boy. He had never seen anyone like Diego, he was drenched in sweat and shirtless, it seemed like he didn't care if the neighbors saw him. He had puffy eyes, and two big chubby cheeks, he was happy. After giving him the order, the delivery man reminded him with a smile of the promotional gift: two frozen cream shakes. Enjoy it all, big guy, don't eat too fast, 🙂 he told him. Diego closed the door and looked down. His enormous belly was uncovered, the food dominated him so much that he had forgotten to put on his shirt before opening the door to the delivery man. He was dying of shame. “Don’t eat too fast? Who does that delivery guy think he is?” He said as he put the burger in his mouth and headed to the couch. His thighs brushed against each other, causing Diego to lean sideways at every step he took, putting his pants between his crack and causing a much tighter effect than the one his butt already suffered from. His calves were real sweaty rolls of meat that ended in a pair of completely red and swollen feet. Just above his enormous butt, protruding from the waistband of his pants, like water overflowing from a dam, was an impressive love handle, huge and flaccid but without an ounce of cellulite. Diego was extremely morbidly obese, but he was still 22 years old, what was going to happen to his life? Just before he sat down, the seam of his pants popped, his waistband opened and Diego's tight love handle took the opportunity to overflow like a flood. Great, Diego said while chewing the second burger, and now what do I wear for the appointment?

👉 Chapter 2