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Chapter #4

Brad

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Brad, the high school's star quarterback, was about to hit the showers after a successful football game. He was followed by the rest of the team, all of them sweating and dirty from the football game they had just played. Brad practically swaggered through the halls, enjoying the glances he received from the girls and feeling undefeatable after the game. Brad's generally owed his popularity to two guys - his football skills and his good looks. He wasn't particularly smart, nor did he really have a winning personality. His popularity had gone to his head over the years, turning him from an aspiring young athlete to a self absorbed jock.

As they headed into the locker rooms, Brad quickly started to undress, casting aside his dirty football uniform and stripping down to his underwear. He flexed his muscles, checked out his six pack abs and felt his pecs - it had become something of a ritual for the cocky Brad to check himself out after a game. His body was perfectly toned, strong and muscular. This, combined with his handsome face, made him a winner with the ladies. Most of the girls in the school found Brad irresistible, even if some of them wouldn't admit it.

"I'm hitting the showers," Brad said, walking past his team mates towards the shower area.

"Good game Brad," one of the guys said.

"Yeah, great tackle," another said.

Brad smirked. "Thanks guys."

As he carried on, Brad spotted another of the guys entering the showers; his friend Jake, who, much to Brad's surprise, was sporting a rather bloated looking stomach. Jake had always been in great shape, and Brad could have sworn that his friend had possessed a six pack only last week. Now, it looked as though that six pack had been replaced by flab. To make sure he wasn't seeing things, Brad gave Jake's belly a poke. As Brad had suspected, that belly was all flab. That wasn't acceptable for a member of his team.

Jake flinched and gave Brad a startled look. "What?!" He asked incredulously.

"What's with the gut dude?" Brad asked, hands on his hips, his eyes staring down at Jake's bulging stomach. "You stopped training?"

Jake shifted awkwardly and made a pathetic attempt to suck in his belly. "No, I swear!" He protested. "It's just a little holiday weight, that's all."

"Holidays were two months ago, Jake," Brad said. "Don't lie to me."

"Oh man..." Jake groaned, and his hands started rubbing his protruding stomach. "I don't know how this happened, I just woke up one day and I could barely see my abs. I'm still doing the same workout routine every night, but nothing gets rid of this new flab." He pinched a roll of fat from his stomach and gave it a shake.

Brad gave Jake a curious look. He had never known his friend to lie to him before, but this story didn't make any sense. "Well...I can't explain that dude, but you gotta lose it, fast. If that gets any bigger Coach will cut you from the team."

"I know, I know," Jake said, staring down at his new gut sadly. "I'll get rid of it by the next game Brad, I promise."

Brad nodded. "Okay, but you better hurry, a beer belly like that doesn't belong on this time."

"I know, don't worry, it'll be gone by next week," Jake said, but he didn't look very confident.

Brad nodded again. Losing a paunch like that in one week didn't seem possible, but hopefully Jake would be able to trim down at least a little, or else he would be off the team. Brad had seen it happen before, a player would get too confident in his abilities, slack on his training and end up piling on weight by accident. Brad had promised himself this would never happen to him. He was going to go professional after he got a college scholarship. He removed his underwear and followed Jake into the showers, where they were soon joined by the rest of the team, who discussed the game and gave Brad a victorious cheer, naming him "man of the match" as usual.

Once he had cleaned up, Brad grabbed a towel and dried himself off, quickly changing into his regular clothes before heading home for the day.
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