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a collection of previously non-interactive weight gain stories

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Chapter #22

Let's Get Physical!

    by: Mrphoenix Author IconMail Icon
Despite her “promise” to buckle down and attempt to shed some of her excess poundage, Haley did not, in fact, have any real intentions of doing so. Life was good! She’d escaped USCU with her diploma and her sanity, and so what if she was carrying a little extra on her tush…and in her gut…and, well…

Ok, fine, she was fat, but what was so wrong with that? Was that too high a price to pay for a worry-free existence? She had a roof over her head (even if it wasn’t hers, per se), three meals a day (at least), and it’s not like she had any expenses to worry about!

Well, about that…

Midway through her first summer free from responsibility, Haley finally started to realize that life was not, in fact, all sunshine and rainbows. The first reminder of this universal fact of life was her and Courtney’s latest Big Daddy’s binge, when all three hundred fifty-ish pounds of pampered pudge turned red in embarrassment as her ever-tightening tights lost the good fight. As Haley bent over to pick her phone off the ground, they split down the middle, showing off her pink panties to the world. Thankfully, it’d been an odd hour during the day, so the number of judgmental stares had been limited to that of the the staff and a few elderly couples.

The second reminder was when she’d gone clothes shopping with Courtney to replace said tights.

“Geez, clothes are expensive.” Haley complained as she browsed the limited selection of super-sized stretchy clothes. “This is ridiculous! I can’t afford to keep doing this every time I split my pants!”

“‘Every time’? You’re pretty big, Hales, but it’s not like you’re bustin’ out of your digs every day, right?”

Haley bit her lip. Actually, she had been burning through her wardrobe pretty quickly for a few weeks now. She hadn’t ripped anything in public before, but she’d had her fair share of pants falling victim to her mama’s good cooking at home.

But as loving as her mama was, she was pretty sure she wasn’t going to fund her wardrobe upgrades indefinitely.

“I’ve gotta cut back.” Haley held up a pair of tights in front of her, attempting to imagine herself in them. “Or, something.”

Courtney held up some extraordinarily large bras in front of her incredible chest. “So, would that ‘something’ be….?”

“Don’t you say it…”

Exercise?”

Haley rolled her eyes and sighed. “Gooooooddammit.”

“I know, but I think you’re right, Haley. I mean, come on, I feel like I’m gonna go through the whole alphabet before Christmas at this rate!” Courtney cupped her massive mammaries for emphasis. “Believe me, I’m not looking forward to it any more than you are.”

Courtney had fully intended on losing weight after graduation, but Haley’s influence had proved too powerful to overcome. While not quite as big as her friend, Courtney was still one of the bigger residents of little Spartanburg, and certainly laid claim to one of the largest pairs of knockers in town, natural or otherwise.

“So, I guess I should add these to my pile…” Haley picked out some extra-extra stretchy athletic wear. “And that’s the largest size they’ve got, so I really can’t bust out of these.”

“Oh, hell, do they even make sports bras in my size?” Courtney grabbed a few of the largest she could find and headed to the changing rooms.

Haley glanced out the glass window of the store and spotted the shiny, majestic golden arches illuminating from just outside. Instinctively, she set a mental reminder to stop by after they finished shopping, but then remember that that was the kind of thinking that ruined her clothes in the first place.

“This better be worth it.” Haley grumbled as she followed Courtney, replacement pants and athletic gear in hand.

-

Once upon a time, not too long ago, Courtney had been convinced that the two of them would one day go jogging together. That had been, of course, long enough and many pounds ago to evaporate that conviction altogether. Their supposed “first day” of getting healthy didn’t really start until mid-afternoon, when Haley had finally shown up at their designated meeting spot in the middle of downtown Spartanburg, her middle suspiciously swollen after yet another culinary masterpiece, courtesy of mama West.

“Diet’s going swimmingly, I take it?” Courtney gestured to Haley’s telltale food baby, testing the stretch of her new athletic digs.

“I could *oof* say the same to you.” Haley rubbed her gut with one hand and gestured to Courtney’s Venti Starbucks Frapp with the other. “Unless that’s a protein shake in disguise…”

“This is just to cool off,” Courtney slurped the rest of her drink and tossed it into a nearby trash can. “it’s so *urrrp* goddamn hot out.”

“I know, can we just…try again later?” Haley, despite her best self-interest, was more than willing to postpone this torture. “There’s a Subway right there…”

“No, no way, absolutely not.” Courtney grabbed Haley by the flabby arm and dragged her away from the corporate sandwich shop. “We’re going for a walk.”

Kill me.” Haley gritted her teeth and followed Courtney’s lead.

-

It didn’t take long for the two heifers to grow winded, huffing and puffing and doubling over like a marathoner who’s crossed the finish line. In their case, the finish line had been a few blocks away from where they’d started.

“Courtney, I *huff* fuckin’ *puff* hate *huff* you…” Haley’s poor, underutilized muscles had fought hard, but they only had so much they could take, and these days, two blocks was about their limit.

“I know, I’m *wheeze* s-sorry, I *huff* hate myself, too…” Courtney wasn’t doing much better, her chubby chest rising and falling as she fought to catch her breath.

Minutes later, after they’d finally somewhat regained their composure, fanning their reddened faces with their hands, Haley noticed where they were.

“Hey, Court? Is this place new?”

“Beats me, I haven’t gone down this street in a while…”

“Can we check it out? Pleeeease?”

“I don’t know, Haley, we’re kinda on a mission right now…” Courtney fanned herself, still beet-red in the face.

“I know, but it’s just so hot outside, and I’m sure they have air conditioning in there!”

That was enough to turn the tide in Courtney’s head. “Alright, but just for a little bit, but then it’s back to work, ok?”

“Yeah, yeah, sure thing, boss.” Haley waddled into the store, and Courtney followed her friend’s bouncing ass inside to check out…
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