He opened his dresser draws and grabbed a pair of shorts. he pulled them up over his legs and up to his waist, they were tighter than he remembered, the elasticated waistband was stretched to its limits and when he bent over they were very constricting and clinged to his butt.
"Hmmm", he thought to himself, "Rosa must have shrunk them in the wash, I'll grab another pair, I don't want to be constricted at the gym."
He grabbed a pair of basketball shorts(a larger pair this time) and pulled them up, they weren't as tight as the first pair, but still a little snug and when he bent over they were tight around his well rounded butt as his slight, but growing love handles hung over.
He then grabbed a loose (or what used to be loose) white singlet top and pulled it over his head, and while it had "shrunk as much as the shorts, it was certainly a little more snug than he remembered.
It was still relatively loose around his chest, but it now only just covered his midsection and hung over the top of his waistband.
When he turned to the side to look in the mirror, his soft, rounded middle was clearly visible, he took a deep breath in and sucked in his stomach.
"It's mostly muscle," he thought to himself, before slowly letting his belly out again as it pressed against his singlet top fabric.
There was a slight tear as his stomach exhaled all the way out. Jake looked down and the stitching on the left side of his singlet had split and there was a slight hole.
"No one'll see, I have no idea what Rosa did to these clothes though." he shrugged it off as he made his way down the stairs and out the front door to his truck.
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