chapter 4

After about 15 minutes Max composed himself and stood up from the table, feeling the weight of his breakfast hanging off his midsection. It was Saturday and the couple had decided to spend the whole weekend together, Max got himself cleaned up while Emily got dressed and the pair left for the movies. They had both wanted to see the new blockbuster, and a rainy Saturday morning was the perfect time. When they got to the theater, Emily told Max to grab their seats and she would get snacks. As he made his way into the empty cinema, Max realized that it had been a while since he had been to the movies and the seats were a bit snugger than he remembered, but something told him Emily wouldn't mind if he lifted up the arm rest and stole some of her space.
When he saw her come around the corner, he automatically knew why she offered to pick up the snacks. She had a jumbo size popcorn, several boxes of candy and the largest soda he'd ever seen, he waved and she made her way over to him. "Here baby, can you take the soda and popcorn please?" She handed him the treats and continued. "I'm sure the guy at the counter thought I was crazy when I ordered all this by myself, but I assured them it wasn't all for me." Emily said.
"Good, I was hoping we were going to share all this, this is a lot after the breakfast I had." Max replied, with that Emily reached over and grabbed a small handful of popcorn, and opened the licorice taking out one rope.
"There, we shared," she smiled, "The rest is all for my big handsome man." But she didn't need to tell him, Max had already dug into the popcorn and soda. After the 20minutes of previews he had done some serious damage to the tub of salty, oily, popcorn, and half his giant soda was already gone. So without saying a word, Emily got up and grabbed them both and jogged out of the theater, returning shortly with both full to the brim. "Free refills" She smiled and handed it back to him just before the movie started. Max continued to eat handful after handful of popcorn, stopped only by the occasional long sip of his drink or a few pieces of candy. That's the funny thing about the movies, you don't even realize you're eating half the time, and by the time the hero saved the girl and the credits rolled, he had polished off the whole bucket, and every last drop of soda, not to mention the three boxes of candy.
The rest of their afternoon was spent going to a few stores, and doing some light shopping. Emily made sure to encourage Max to pick up some clothes that were larger than normal, 'to grow into'. They also made a quick stop by Emily's gym, because she wanted to show off her new fella to her coworkers. Max was hesitant, he wasn't shy about his weight but didn't feel comfortable being compared to all her gym buddies, still Emily insisted. When they got there she left him at the counter for a moment while she grabbed something from her locker. Max was approached by another instructor, a really jacked musclebound type of guy, with a sleeveless shirt to show off his toned arms. "Are you looking to sign up?" He asked Max, "we have a great program here and with some work and dedication I'm sure we can get you down to a manageable weight in a year or two."
"Oh, I'm just waiting for my girlfriend." Max replied.
"Well, I'm just saying, a guy your size needs to get it under control sooner rather than later."
"Actually, I'm quite happy with my size now. Besides my girlfriend has me on a diet plan already anyway." He chuckled to himself, as Emily came out from the back and walked over.
"Brody, I see you've met my boyfriend Max," she said grabbing his hand.
"This is your boyfriend?! Emily, he's huge, and not in a good way! But at least you have him on a diet plan, according to him."
Max was getting embarrassed and Emily could tell, "Why yes I do. We're really working on him adding some more mass though, you've got to start with a good base." With that she grabbed his hand and they turned to leave, her gym bag under her arm. Brody, the gym rat, just stood there dumbfounded. Why would someone as hot as Emily even be interested in that tub of lard? But the thought soon left his head, as most thoughts do, and he went back to the weight machine.
"Screw him, he's a muscle head who's taken too many steroids" Emily scoffed as they walked to the car.
"Its okay Em, I'm used to it. I guess I'll just have to grow some thicker skin if I'm going to keep up this gaining thing."
"Yes you will! Besides, I have a surprise for you. I wanted to stop by and grab something from my locker that I found the other day at work. It's a new type of protein powder called Cal-Max, fitting isn't it!" she pulled the jug out of her bag and handed to Max. "Its vanilla flavored powder that we got in a few months ago, every scoop is equal to 1,000 calories! We found out that it isn't ideal for bodybuilders though, as it has the wrong amino acid something or other, and all it does is make you fat. Sounds perfect right?!"
Max smiled, unsurely, he wanted to gain weight for her, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to do it like this. However his mind was quickly changed when they got back home and she mixed up his first shake. After one delicious sip hit his lips he knew he was going to be hooked. He drank the shake down in a few chugs, and wiped his mouth off, it was so thick and rich but somehow still flowed down his throat with ease and just the right amount of flavor. "I admit, I was skeptical but that was really good!"
"You want to know what makes it even better?" Emily asked rhetorically. "That was 3,000 calories, you just drank an entire day's with of calories in like 5 minutes. Now everything else you consume is just icing on the cake so to speak. And don't be shy about asking for another one," she winked at him. But Max had other things on his mind, like full feeling in his belly and the thought that he's going to get much, much fatter. Emily led him back into the bedroom and they worked off a few of those calories before taking a nap. Dinner that night was fast food for Max, Emily made sure to get him enough taco bell to sate a frat house and she made her light salad. Before bed, she even convinced him to have another shake, and Max went to bed stuffed beyond belief yet again, a feeling he was beginning to get used to.