True to his word, Alex was at the gym the next day. He had kept a membership for a while, even though he mostly got his exercise from calisthenics and jogging. Of course, that had been before the new job. Mel was right- it had definitely made him soft around the middle- and the rear. Some guys just had bigger rear ends than others, right? It wasn't even big, just maybe bigger than it might have been for another guy his height and his weight.
Still, it surprised him how easily the weight had come on. It had only been a bit over a month, but he had managed to gain 14 pounds- taking him up to 174. He hid it well in his oversized clothes, but he couldn't help but feel like all of this was a bit familiar. He had read his fair share of smut where people gained fifteen pounds without really noticing, but was that really all that common? He felt as if one would have felt it piling on, yet it seemed as if he hadn't even realized it until Mel had mentioned it. Now that she had, it seemed so obvious- how had it escaped his notice? This almost felt like one of the cheap tropes from those stories he read. A memory of that site he had visited a single time flashed through his mind, but he was distracted by someone calling his name.
"Alex?"
Alex turned to see a familiar face, albeit not in a familiar place. His cousin, Jennifer, was waving her doughy arm at him from about fifteen paces away. She had been heavyset since they were both in their teens, but college had seen her really start to pack on the pounds.
"Hey Jen," he said in greeting as he walked over, temporarily forgetting his own problem, "What brings ya here?"
"Ah, like you couldn't guess-" she said, hinting at her very well-fed physique. While she wasn't nearly as big as your mom, she certainly made even the chubbier Mel look waifish. Her weight settled in more of an hourglass, her blonde hair framing her chubby face and double chin rather cutely, "I stepped on the scale and realized I was nearly... ugh- don't judge me..."
Her voiced dropped and she stepped in close.
"... nearly 300 pounds. I know! I know! How did I let it get this bad? So I decided I need to really step things up!"
"Good for you," Alex said, smiling, "Holding yourself accountable and all that."
"How about you, do you usually go to this gym?" she asked, taking a swig from her water bottle. Alex noted how she was a bit red in the face, clearly from exerting herself physically.
"Well, uh- more or less the same reason," he giggled, "New job has me sitting on my ass more and uh- well I guess it grew."
They chuckled.
"Keep that up and you'll be as big as me," she said, placing a hand on her doughy midsection, "Or bigger, if I can actually stick to my diet this time."
"Maybe you can lend me your old clothes then?" he joked casually, although he also thought it was a weird thing to say as soon as he said it. Luckily, Jennifer found it funny enough.
"Sure thing," she said, "as soon as they're too big for me. In any case, I need to get back to it. See you around, I guess. You usually here at this time?"
"I'll probably be here around this time, yeah," he began, "But I do have a bitch of a project I need to finish by Friday, so I might be hitting it a bit later over the next few days."
"Well, as long as you're hitting it!"
They said their farewells and returned to their workouts. Alex couldn't shake the feeling of weariness that filled his body as he worked out, especially since everything felt a considerable amount more difficult than he had remembered. His strength had nearly dwindled to pre-workout levels, which genuinely bruised his ego. When had he let himself get soft?
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