This choice: Jon becomes more dominate the fatter he gets • Go Back...Chapter #5Jon becomes more dominate the fatter he gets by: Unknown It had been another month and Jon had been packing everything he’s given away into his expanding gut. He was at a frat party that night and the crowd around him chanted as he chugged back his third keg of the night. All his friends had given him the nickname ‘The Great Devourer’ which Jon lived up to the title wholeheartedly. The crowd chanted loudly. “CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG!” He pounded back his third keg. Most wouldn’t realize unless they actually looked, but Jon was expanding with every gulp. His now 3xl t-shirt riding up past his belly button. Jon finished and put the keg down. He wobbled back and forth and then let out a mighty belch. BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!! “THE GREAT DEVOURER!” His friend, Seth shouted raising Jon’s hand in the air. Seth was a pretty big guy too. But not nearly as big as Jon, who had put on another 40 lbs of fat in less than a month. He now tipped the scales at 420 lbs. He was massive! He loved it.
He walked around the party for a bit nursing his bloated belly. Noah was working his night job as a fitness coach ironically. He laughed at that, when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Brad. Brad looked like he had put in a good 50 pounds of fat straight to his belly. “Hey, Jonny. That was one helluva show you put on there.” Brad said. “Did Noah do this to you?” He asked. “What? Make me fat?” He stated looking down at his belly. “Nah man. I did this to myself. Football is done for me. Now it’s time to get as fat as fucking possible.” He said as he shoved a large piece of cake into his mouth. Jon felt incredibly turned on. Without even thinking, he grabs Brad and starts to kiss him, to his surprise, Brad kisses back. Jon didn’t feel bad for kissing him. After all, Noah made it very clear that they weren’t exclusive and that he doesn’t do relationships. “Fuck! I’ve been hoping you’d do that since freshman year.” Brad stated. “Watching you blow up and get absolutely fucking massive turns me on so much.” Jon noticed the bulge in Brad’s pants growing in Brad’s pants. “You know, it’s my birthday, and the boys got me an extra large sheet cake. It’s in my room, just waiting to be eaten.” Jon whispered seductively. Brad didn’t even say a word. He just grabbed Jon’s hand and was led upstairs. This would be a night Brad would remember forever.
They made it into Jon’s room and Jon pushed him against the wall with his belly. “Listen to me very carefully, piggy. You’re gonna strip down and get on all fours while you eat that cake like the fat pig that you are.” He told the smaller man as he release Brad. Brad did as he was told. He stripped down and got down on all fours. “EAT!” Jon demanded pushing Brad’s head towards the cake. Brad started to eat and eat and eat. Brad got halfway through before he fell to his side. “So full! No more!” He whined. “Get up, piggy. You wanna get fat as fucking possible? Then you need to eat just like me. Eat big! That’s how I got so big. Now, back on all fours.” Jon stated. Brad did as he was told. See when it came to normal sex, Brad was normally dominant, but when it came to food sex and gaining, Brad became the most submissive bitch you’d ever see. Jon lubed up his cock, which surprisingly actually grew 2’ inches in length but it also became fatter as well. Becoming as round as a soda can. He began to fuck Brad senselessly. He thrusted slower at first. But as he got faster Brad began to moan in pleasure. That’s when both of them heard it, a sound neither of them expected to hear. A loud pig squeal came from Brad’s mouth. They both realized it made them even hornier. So Brad shoved his face into the cake and started to eat more sloppily all while squealing and snorting like a pig. By the time Brad was finished with the cake, his belly hung low and bloated to the ground. “More.” He moaned. “What was hmmmph… that piggy?” Jon asked while thrusting into him. “MORE! I NEED MORE! I NEED YOU TO MAKE ME EVEN FATTER! I WANT YOU TO MAKE ME IMMOBILE!” He shouted as he came all over the floor and his newly bloated fat pig belly. That’s when he felt it. He felt Jon cum inside him. It was the greatest thing Brad had ever experienced. It was the best orgasm of his life. Jon felt that way too. He liked Noah, but he was distance, disconnected. But Brad. Brad was perfect for him. Maybe he would give things a try with him. They fell asleep in Jon’s bed as they snuggle on another. “Fuck Noah! This, this was the life.” Jon thought as he drifted peacefully off to sleep. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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