"Oh, god!" Justin said from atop his scale. It read 150 pounds. "Thirty pounds..." He said as he rubbed his hands over his soft new paunch that sat atop his firm abs. His belly let out a loud rumble, and he was simultaneously pitching a formidable tent in his sweatpants. He moaned as he pressed a hand on his firm cock, pushing it down to admire his full length and girth through the thick sweatpants.
He did his best to adjust his beastly meat in his underwear, but it looked like he had an arm in his pants. "Fuck it, what do I care?" He turned and left the bathroom. "Yo, bring some breakfast up to my room. Bacon, whatever, surprise me. Just bring a lot. I'm starving." He softly scratched his belly and hint of happy trail. He usually shaved, but he hadn't for a couple days and he had a little body hair.
He walked upstairs to his room, and got unexpectedly winded during the treck up the stairs. "Well, I'm not touring for a while, and I've already got more money than God. Let's see where this goes. I can always lose whatever I gain no problem."
He plopped onto bed and admired his massive package. It was around 8 inches long and pleasantly thick. He left it against his new belly, which caused his usual v-line to bulge out. He noticed that since it was bigger, his head was at a slight angle. He rubbed his head, waiting for his food. His other hand was rubbing up and down his new belly, getting a feel for the curvature.
His cook knocked on the door. Justin felt tingles of pleasure shoot up his spine as he pressed his package back into his tight underwear. "Come in."
His cook brought in a large platter and sat it on the ottoman. Justin's monster erection was obvious, but the cook kept his mouth shut. "Enjoy, sir." Justin thanked him and got up, and after the cook closed the door behind him, Justin brought the tray into bed with him. He took off the few articles of clothing he was wearing and plopped onto bed next to the tray. He grabbed a cinnamon roll and chomped on it, grabbing his monster cocks head and twisting his hand around it.
"Yeah, I think I'll just do this for a while." He said between mouthfuls of sweet pastry and moans of pleasure.
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