Frankie was already awake when his alarm clock began to beep. Today marked his first day of high school, and like any normal thirteen year old he was extremely anxious. Unlike any normal thirteen year old, however, Frankie had just recently crested five hundred pounds.
He'd always been a large boy, just a little on the chubby side, but after his father divorced his mother when he was five, his mom had babied the entire family, feeding them extra sweets and comfort food. Things really started getting out of hand as Frankie approached his teen years. Kids had always made fun of him- due to his massive size he couldn't take part in sports or other ply activities. Recently, however, the teasing had ramped up, and when the teasing ramped up so did his eating, sending the young teen spiraling into morbid obesity.
While Frankie would never admit it (not even to himself) he did love his huge body. He loved the warmth of the thick layer of fat that coated his entire body, he loved how his body jiggled and sloshed with even the slightest movement, and he even loved touching and pinching his thick rolls.
He sighed and rolled out of bed. Frankie had long given up on trying to sit up, his massive belly made it nearly impossible and his long buried abs were unable to support the weight. He stood up, steadying himself on his bed side table. Once his body stopped jiggling, he began the slow waddle to his mirror.
Though it was only a few steps away, Frankie was already starting to get winded. When he finally reached the mirror he stopped to study himself. The teen usually slept in the buff, but modesty had long ceased to be a problem for him. His heavy belly covered his privates (now painfully swollen but irritatingly inaccessible) and hung down to his mid thighs. At this point, his belly was so big that he could barely wrap his arms around it. The rest if him wasn't so little either. His hips and ass were wide rolling expanses of milky fat that were forever knocking into things. His love handles were thick, almost two inches of overhanging flab. His thighs were enormous flabby tree trunks. With every step, they rub together, and against his crotch and underbelly. Even his chest was soft and doughy. His moobs were saggy and a long time ago had expanded into the area underneath his arms. A large double chin was neighbors to his man boobs, and was slowly but steadily becoming a triple chin. Every part of his body was covered in a thick layer of lard, even his fingers looked like tightly packed sausages.
Once again, Frankie sighed, grabbing his love handles and shaking them slightly, sending ripples through his body. Well, maybe it wasn't so bad. He cocked his head, before shuffling to the side and wincing. He large belly pushed out into the space before him, almost like it was a completely different entity. Worse, he couldn't even see the entirety of his corpulent form in the mirror. Either his ass or his belly was cut out depending on whether he shuffled forward or backwards.
Looking down (a view composed entirely of his saggy tits and belly), Frankie tried to push it from his mind. Who knew? Maybe this year would be different! Maybe this year he'd get friends, and the bullies would find someone new to pick on. Hell, maybe he'd even find a girlfriend (or perhaps, a boyfriend). It was a brand new year after all, and anything could happen!
Or potentially get a whole lot worse.
Resigning himself to his fate, Frankie decided to start getting ready.
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