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Jason's Frat brothers love to stuff him with food. What will he do?
This choice: out to the gym to start lifting...  •  Go Back...
Chapter #3

To The Gym!

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The pressure on his stomach had eased enough to make moving around a bit easier, if not quite effortless, so Jason slowly rose and returned to his room, taking each step of the staircase as slowly as a bride walking down the aisle. Once there, he went to his wardrobe to get what might pass as some gym gear. He had a tie-dye t-shirt that had fit a little baggier on him than his other tops did before he got to college, and some sweatpants that were a lot more forgiving than the cargo pants he was currently wearing.

Tugging the pants down his thicker thighs and struggling to wriggle free of his shirt felt like a workout alone; carrying the extra weight from his stuffed gut certainly added to the challenge. He took a moment to relax and enjoy feeling free of the constraints of clothes; he let out a big sigh and felt his belly relax and expand without being pinched by the waistband of his trousers. Getting into his new clothes was not without effort but was a little easier. Thanks to his growing gut, Jason was forced to wear the sweatpants lower than he was used to, and despite his growing size giving him less of the drawstring to work with, he managed to tie them on securely enough. The t-shirt felt tighter all over; his chest, shoulders and arms had clearly added more heft that he hadn't really considered before, but it was particularly tight around his belly. It wasn't exactly skin tight but it skimmed pretty tightly around his gut. It should be fine as long as he didn't move his arms above his head. Or off to the sides. Or let them swing too much when he walked.

With his clothes sorted, Jason scooped up his keys, wallet and phone before heading out. His head was buzzing with ideas but his first priority was to find a gym. He didn't want to use the one on campus or one too close to the frat house in case he saw any of his brothers there. It was one thing for them to take control of his stuffings but he didn't want them sabotaging his workouts, being a general distraction, or filling his head with any of their 'bro' science while he was working on his goals.

As he spent a little time walking, Jason realized that he made the right choice. Whilst he wasn't finding it difficult right now, he could feel the different way that his bigger body moved as he walked the streets and could imagine the extra effort it would take as he got bigger. Having some muscle to hold up and help lug around the fat was the smart thing to do.

As Jason turned a corner he hit a strip with a few shops on it but there were no signs of any gym. He was so busy back at the frat house deciding to make a change that he didn't even think of doing a search online for nearby gyms or leisure centres. Pulling out his phone, he did a quick search and found that there was one roughly ten minutes walk away. With the distance that he had already walked and its out of the way location, it seemed far enough away for him to be safe from his peers.

The ten minutes to get there felt like an age, as Jason kept checking street names and the map on his phone to make sure that he was headed the right way. As he reached the right road, he spotted the gym immediately. Because it seemed so out of the way, Jason assumed that it would be a bit pokey or basic, but the building was glass fronted and was surprisingly big; it looked very well maintained. The automatic doors hissed open as he approached and he could feel a blast of cool dry air hit him as he walked through. There were a couple of men chatting by the reception desk; a receptionist sat tapping on a keyboard as well. He wanted to get a better idea of the place before he talked to anyone, so he went up to a well organised noticeboard and had a read.

There was a lot to take in there as there seemed to be a lot to the gym. There were a variety of classes, from dance to self-defense, zumba to step aerobics, some of which were gender or age specific. There were pictures of a decent sized pool and – what Jason was really interested in – what seemed to be a pretty well equipped gym. There were a list of rates that seemed pretty reasonable and although there was nothing listed to say so, he wondered idly if there were any kind of student discount available. He thought it would be as simple as walking in, signing up and lifting weights but perhaps he should consider taking a much more structured approach. He didn't have any swimming trunks with him and he probably would need to buy some new ones that wouldn't cut off his blood supply, he thought as he absent-mindedly rubbed his belly. But other than swimming, most of the other options were open to him.

First he had to sign up. He checked the list of prices to see what would work best for him when another thought struck him. Although he had decided against it earlier, perhaps now would be the right time to call his friend Travis. He lived off campus and wasn't in the frat system so he wouldn't have the opportunity to blab to his frat brothers about Jason's plan, but more than that he was a gym goer and was taking a sports and nutrition course at college. Who better to scope the place out and tell him if it's any good than him? He might be able to help him out with a good workout plan on the cheap too. That said, Jason was feeling pretty impatient. Perhaps he should just talk to the receptionist, get signed up and check out the facilities.

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