This choice: You notice some fat around your waist • Go Back...Chapter #3Chubby Changes by: Zex   Written by fry_lord00
You wake up the next morning, and something feels different so you immediately rush to the bathroom. You look in the mirror and you see what is different... Instead of washboard abs, the bottom two are disappeared under a small roll of fat.
You frown and give the slight softness a pat. Those excess calories must have outmatched the amount you worked off yesterday. Before you can worry about it you notice how much thicker your muscles look; rounder shoulders, thicker pecs, and big huge arms as round as hams! From every angle and pose you can see a definite swelling in size. A bit less defined, maybe, but that only crosses your mind for a moment. You don't care about that. Everything is noticeably bigger. Even your butt and thighs. There is hardly any definition at all there, but you don't realize at all. After all pants cover that area up.
"Fantastic! This stuff really works. An who said there's no such thing as a magic pill?"
You might have spent all day worshiping yourself had it not been for your stomach. A few rumbles at first, followed by sudden intensive hunger so severe you double over.
"Duh! Bigger bodies need more fuel!"
You bolt into the kitchen. Wyatt is picking some stuff out of the fridge and preparing to make some cereal while standing in his boxers. In the instant before you shove him you can't help thinking how skinny and weak he looks. Why would anyone NOT want to take roids and be huge like a freak?
You pound up to him and snatch the milk from his hands and blurt "Sorry" before upending the carton and guzzling it all down.
Wyatt stands there in silent protest as you start shoveling in leftover pizza and pasta right from the shelf. Your other room mates start complaining at once.
"What the hell man? That wasn't yours," Spencer said.
"We don't fill that fridge with food just so you can eat it all. I'm fatter than you and I don't even pull that crap," said Dan.
Wyatt stood there in sullen silence.
You turn to give them all a piece of your mind, expecting to go off into a rage, but to your surprise you feel guilt in the extreme. Instead of burning red with rage you blush like a school girl.
"I'm.. sorry. Here, Wyatt, eat the donuts I saved from last night. I just got really hungry."
"Thanks," he said, shocked.
"Still," Spencer said, "we all agreed not to steal each other's food."
"I won't anymore."
You walk out of the room confused, and ravenous. You thought about turning around and trying again to intimidate them into getting your way, but something changed your mind.
"This feels so weird..."
As soon as you started felling angry, it felt like you're blood pressure dropped. You felt absurdly lethargic and relaxed.
"Almost like getting buzzed...no... it feels like I just toked or something..."
Before you can sort yourself out a roar of hunger grips you so hard you drop to the floor.
"Are you alright?!" Your roomies shout in unison.
"I'm just hungry," you wheeze out.
"Maybe you should have something," Wyatt said. "Look how pale he is!"
With their help you're sat down in front of the fridge and begin cramming everything you can into your mouth. Twenty minutes later the fridge is empty and your belly looks like a basketball instead of a washboard.
"That was crazy," Spencer gasped.
"That was AWESOME!" Dan shouted while slapping you on the back.
You stumble to your feet and shuffle back to the bathroom. You mumble something about getting groceries later and treating them.
You start modeling in front of the mirror again. You're undoubtedly tipsy, but its unlike anything you've ever felt before. You rub your stomach with alternating hands wile flexing. Suddenly it occurs you to actually look at your stomach instead of your muscles. It's the food! That's why you feel high. You're so full of food that you feel high. You felt it after you started eating, but it went away when you stopped. Now that you're full you have to take deep breaths to keep from collapsing. You feel euphoric. Every man's man likes to eat, but this feels almost obscenely good.
"Is it the junk that Brandon gave me? Or does eating like this always feel so good? Maybe Dan feels like this when he eats..."
After giving your ball belly a shake you decide it will probably deflate some after a while but you can tell that you will never see your abs again if you keep this up.
(1)A slight gurgle catches your attention.
"What? I'm not full? Not totally anyway... I can indulge a bit. There are huge muscle guys with big bellies. I could be strong and eat well."
(2)You flex you're intense muscles again while thinking of your steroids.
"Maybe I should just hit the gym. Then I could slow down this monsters growth a bit."
(3)"What did Brandon give me? Maybe I should quit while I'm ahead."  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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