The next day, Luke had school to go to, so he was up bright and early. As he got up, he noticed that his stomach had gone down slightly after his food binge the previous night, but his pyjamas definitly felt tighter than when he first put them on the night before. He went downstairs quite quickly, to go and get his breakfast. When he got into the kitchen, he noticed that no one else was up, as his Mum and sisters would usually be havong their breakfast right about that time. Puzzled, Luke looked at the clock on the microwave. 5:00 AM. Feeling his tummy rumble slightly, Luke decided to have breakfast anyway.
He walked over to the counter, and pured himself out a full bowl of cereal, very full bowl. He added the milk, and sat down at the table to eat it. As he finished, he saw Buddy stirring in the corner. He put the empty bowl in the dishwasher, and went over to his dog, stroking the top of Buddy's head.
"Morning sleepy," he whispered, and Buddy licked his hand affectionately in return. Luke went to the cupboard, to out a can of dog food, and set some down for Buddy.
"There you go, pal," he said, and left Buddy to eat his own breakfast, going back upstairs to get a little bit more sleep.
About two hours later, Luke woke up again, this time to the sound of his alarm clock at half past seven. He went downstairs again, to tell his Mum that he had already had breakfast, and that she shouldn't make any for him.
"There you are Luke," said his Mum happily as he walked into the kitchen. She was a little bit shorter than average, with brown hair and brown eyes like Luke. She was also quite thin at 130 lbs, and had a warm, loving personality. "I've made you some toast for breakfast, if you don't mind not having cereal," she continued, placing 6 pieces of taost on a plate infront of him. Luke decided that he might as well not tell anyone that this would be his second breakfast, and liked the idea that his parents were actually giving him extra food. He picked up a piece, and started eating.
"Are you alright Luke, you look a little bit tired?" asked his little sister, Alice. She was six years old, and had the same eyes and hair as Luke. She used to be quite plump, but then their parents intervened with a healthy eating plan, which they also made Luke follow. She had lost most of her excess fat, but still retained a little bit, as she weighed 45 lbs, the extra weight settling in her slightly chubby belly and round butt.
Luke loved her dearly, especially when she used to be chubby. He thought for a second, about whether it was her influence on him that was making him want to get fatter, and realised that it was. But, as he was so close to his sister, he didn't mind.
"I'm fine Alice," he answered, and continued to eat his toast. They continued to chat as they ate their breakfasts, and after Luke finished, he put his plate on the countertop.
"Thanks for the toast, Mum," he called back into the kitchen, as he went upstairs to go and get dressed.
His school made everyone wear a uniform, which was a light blue polo shirt, with a royal blue jumper on top, and black trousers. He put the trousers on first. The last two weeks were a school holiday, so this was the first time since his 'little snacks' had begun, that he had put them on. His Mum had made sure that they fit him before, and had bought ones where the waist was around one inch bigger than his own, to allow for a little comfort space.
But now, the waistband was cutting into him, and his tummy was pooching over the top slightly, by about half an inch, with the added burden of his snacking and two breakfasts. Luke was becoming less of a skinny little rail by the week. It was the same sort of ending when he put his polo shirt on over the top. Again, his Mum had made sure that the top fitted him around the waist before, but now his belly was beginning to push outwards, and was pressing slightly against the shirt. Not by much, but it was enough to show his new body shape from the right angle. He put on his jumper, which thankfully hid his new additions. He put his shoes and socks on, and picked up his bag.
He went downstairs, ready to go to school. He picked up his lunch from the counter, gave his Mum a hug goodbye, and opened the door. Just as he stepped out, he heard his Mum calling for him.
"Luke, just wait a minute sweetie," and she picked up a second lunch that was on the counter, the one meant for his sister.
"Alice went with one of her friends to school, but she forgot to take her lunch with her. Could you try and find her please, and give it to her?"
"I'll try Mum," Luke said, and she swooped down to hug him.
"Thanks Luke. If you can't find her, then just throw it away, she'll probably be able to ask for school dinners," she said.
Luke stepped out of the door, and looked back to close it. He saw him Mum scooping out some dog food from a can, and putting it in Buddy's bowl, as the Labrador circled beneath, hungry for more food. Luke smiled, and closed the door, heading for school.
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