chapter 2

Soon intensity was up as classes and assignments starting piling up again, he wasn't too stressed yet and had plenty of time to hang out with his friends, they had all the extra time from no training. A couple of the guys had started pre-season training for other sports but the vast majority were focusing on friends and classwork. Zac had not managed to shake of his new eating habits and while he had managed to hit the gym once or twice, it wasn't for long and well over compensated rewarding himself. His weight kept slowly creeping up as the term progressed but he ignored it as best he could in serious denial it wasn't really noticeable with clothes on but it wasn't far off.
It was getting to the midpoint of the semester, about a week before another month break and Zac's eating was really getting out of control. He had even starting snacking in school now carrying treats and snacks in his bag and sneaking some in class. And the near complete lack of exercise meant that his bulging arms and muscular thighs were starting to get a bit flabbier and less muscular. School finished for the short break and Zac found himself changing in party clothes. It was too warm a day for a jumper and he was all too aware that in these jeans and jersey his belly was bulging slightly at the fabric. He swore as he realized that he had really porked again. He went into the bathroom and stripped revealing his fleshy body. His v shape was near history now and he was past just having an undefined stomach, a lot of the new weight had gone to his middle and caused a not insignificant belly. His chest was sagging slightly and his thighs had blown up and jiggled when he moved. He flexed his arms and found that the definition had faded dramatically, when he relaxed them but his sides they looked a bit flabby. The main thing was the little belly settling in over this drawstring; it was beefy enough to quite noticeable now and show through his jersey. Hesitantly he pulled out the scale to weigh the damage. He swore when it ticked up to 170, he had gained about 14 pounds from his season weight and 6 pounds from when he had last weighed himself. He was starting to get seriously fatter. The shorts he was wearing were the biggest he had and they still dug in slightly and caused his gut to roll over slightly. He went through his jerseys and tried to find one that fit. He threw on a new jersey that was long enough but completely clung to his stomach. He tried his jersey from the season that had just finished and was shocked to find it wouldn't make it all the way down, it had always been tight but now it left a small strip of flesh of his paler waist exposed. He hesitantly resigned himself to the original one and left.
It didn't take long for the comments to start. As soon as he walked in the house a friend was asking him how much weight he had put on. He blushed and lied calling it 8 pounds. His friend winked and patted him on his little gut. He got a couple of comments about his pot and he tried to play it off but people weren't really buying it. His school clothes had been flattering. He got a few comments that he had let himself go and the sort and quite a few people having a look. Eventually though it seemed the novelty wore off and it hardly got a mention. He relaxed and even started eating.
By the time he got home he was bloated tipsy and tired. He stripped to his boxers and collapsed into bed, his stomach tight with food. In high spirits he was looking forward to sleeping in and having a lazy day. He spent the next three weeks absolutely stuffing his face and playing video games on his slowly expanding arse. His gut continued to spread and was soon showing through all his clothes. Most of his jeans were too tight to button and about half his shirts were too tight to wear with about half of what was left still being way too small. He just wore a rapidly skin tight singlet and elastic shorts that fit his new body more easily. He had climbed up to about 178 pounds gaining about 8 pounds in only a few weeks, over 20 pounds more than his original weight. Now that he had really filled in the weight was really packing on his gut which was getting more and more noticeable. He could only just suck in his paunch to make it flat. His arms were soft and his thighs were flabby.
It was at the 181 pound mark when he was half forced to go to the local pool to hang out with friends. He was not looking forward to it but left with his board shorts to change into. He arrived and immediately starting get riled up about his weight gain. He blushed as his gut was poked and envy as they entered the change room and his friend's tight bodies were revealed. They had l kept their weight down and here he was 25 pounds heavier. He threw of his shirt to reveal his flabby belly. Most of his friends giggled and looked shocked at how chubby he had gotten. Pretty soon he was forcing the shorts up his beefier legs and struggling to get them over his jiggly arse. He friends were in hysterics as he struggled to get them done up. He heaved at the string and knotted it with the top undone for extra room. He huffed his thick middle on full display. He noticed himself in a mirror and was startled, it wasn't surprising but still weird to see. His once small waist had filled in to be the same width if not a bit wider than his chest, his chest was bigger but mostly flabby as where his arms and thighs which jiggled slightly. His belly was getting very noticeable and in these tight shorts stuck over the band by a good inch and wobbled a little bit. He even had little love handles coming in. He grabbed a big roll of fat with both hands and gave it a shake. He sighed and left the bathroom.
The guys left the pool and Zac got to unstuff himself from his swim suit and back into less ridiculous clothes. He was still all too aware that his stomach was slightly outlined by even this shirt and blushed as everyone noticed him struggling to button his pants together. He was getting pretty fat. One of his best friends Sam walked up to him and Zac prepared himself for another comment but was surprised when he said that he really needed to talk to Zac. As it turned out his parents needed to move down south and he was really hoping to do out the school year here. Zac promised to talk to his parents.
Pretty quickly everything was confirmed and Sam was moving into the spare bedroom. Sam was taller than Zac at 6" 1 but a swimmer primarily he was much thinner and slighter even before Zac gained weight. He was only around 135 pounds with barely any fat and only a small amount of muscle with a rippling sharp swimmers body. His chest was completely flat and his thighs and butt were both very small. He was pretty tanned from his swimming season which had just finished.
At first Sam didn't fully take the different lifestyle and was too polite to take seconds and get snacks. Pretty soon though he felt part of the family and starting eating at a near Zac level ignoring his lean diet and chowing down.
Pretty soon Sam's body slowly started to soften up and fill in. His rips faded and abs softened. His slim cheeks looked slightly fuller and his chest and butt got slightly bigger. The 3 pounds he had gained showed pretty quickly but not hugely with his shirt off though not enough to really warrant a comment. Zac continued to pile on the pounds reaching 185 by the time Sam had unknowingly put on 3 pounds.
The weeks passed and Zac continued to ignore the growing problem in front of him. Sam's thickening waistline also started to get more noticeable as he slid more towards 8 pounds of extra blubber. Sam's body unlike Zac couldn't hide extra weight. It was only at about 15 or 20 pounds that Zac's thick shoulders and arms had stopped balancing with his growing gut and he looked seriously beefy. Zac was still stuffing himself into too small clothes which showed off his extra 30 pounds of fat. His shirts were skin tight and regularly riding up showing the bottom strip of his softer waist. His waist had increased to needing around a 34 or 36 inch waist, way above his 30 or 32 when he was leaner.