Cody and Harold sat at a table outside a restaurant at the Playa. It was the early afternoon, so everyone was chilling in the pool, not paying attention to the short geek and tall nerd.
"Why'd you call me over here, Cody?" Harold asked after he took a sip of soda.
"Well..."Cody began, playing with his straw nervously. "I want to get fat. Like really fat! I'm tired of being the smallest guy on the cast! I look like I'm still fourteen, when I'm seventeen!"
"Gosh, how big do you wanna get?"
"I want... to be as big as Owen, if not bigger!"
"That's a lot of weight, Code-ster... Let's go to my room and see what we're working with first." Harold suggested, picking up his plate. and leading the way. Cody followed the tall male to his room, where Harold set up a large scale like one might find in a doctor's office. "Kick your shoes off and stand on the scale." Harold ordered.
Cody did as he was told and Harold deftly manipulated the scale. "Four feet... and 150 pounds..." Harold muttered, writing the information down in a notepad that he promptly labeled "Cody's weight tracker."
"Aw man... I'm even lighter than I thought..." Cody muttered, getting off and sitting on the bed.
"Well, we did need a starting point!" Harold reasoned.
"True..."
"So... let's start with these burgers and sodas. You eat those while I order a few things."
Cody nodded as he started eating, stuffing as much as he could chew into his mouth as Harold wrote down a list of stuff they needed. Protein shakes, fatty carbs, digestive aids, and other things. He also took some time to look up some feedee/feeder tips.
"Harold?" Cody moaned after a while. "I... can't eat anymore."
"Don't worry, dude, I looked this up!" Harold smiled and began rubbing Cody's tight, swollen tummy, accelerating the transition to flab. Sure enough, a few minutes of rubbing made Cody ready for more, so Harold room-ordered mure burgers that Cody quickly dug into.
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A few days passed, and a clearly visible soft bulge had begun to develop under Cody's shirt. He now weighed 200 pounds, and his pants had grown rather snug around the waist. The growing geek lazed in a chair, watching TV and rubbing his tummy as he ate from a bag chips. "I'm loving this!" He mused.
"Cody!" Harold called, peeking his head in. "I've got something for you!"
In Harold's room, the tall nerd had...
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