Chapter 4 - gym failure

You sleep well that night, feeling fatter than you've ever been, but resolved to begin lose weight first thing in the morning. However your resolve is quickly put in check the next day. To start, just putting on your gym clothes made you feel ridiculous and embarrassed. Your largest sweat pants are so tight you can see the pattern on your panties through them on your large fattened rear end. Not to mention your meaty thighs looking as if they were going to burst through them at any minute. You tank top wasn't much better, barely reaching the waist line of your sweats and so tight you could see the out line of your cavernous belly button. Unfortunately for you, these were the largest women's sizes you could find at the schools sporting goods store. You started the day with a granola bar, which felt like a rain drop in the swimming pool that is your cavernous belly and did next to nothing to satisfy you. As you arrived at the gym you were clearly the fattest person there as you felt your cheeks warming in embarrassment as people stared at you. You looking like a stuffed sausage, nearly ready to burst, and your outfit didn't help either.

Determined though you headed to the tread mill and began a light jog. As the machine groaned under your weight, the first thing you noticed was how your heavy belly bounced up and down with every step in unison with your swollen breasts which were practically bouncing up to your chin. You also noticed your globular ass cheeks bouncing behind you as well, pushing up your back fat on either side of you with each stride. Even your stride felt much shorter and you felt ridiculous as what used to be the elegant stride of a healthy high schooler had turned into the labored shuffle of a massively overfed, obese college girl. Even more embarrassing to you, was that after 3 minutes of jogging you were wheezing for air and your heart felt ready to burst from trying to propel your hefty body. As the 4th minute began even your meaty thighs began to burn from first work out they had received in a year and from rubbing against each other. Before the 5th minute even began you had to quit as you began to feel light headed and you quickly plopped down on a bench and buckled over to catch your breath.

You could tell that several people in the gym were chuckling to themselves at the fatty who couldn't even jog a 1/4 of a mile but you were too busy sucking in oxygen to do much about it. As your light headedness increased you had to move to the floor and lie on your back for fear you were going to pass out. As you did you could feel a cool breeze on the underside of your belly as your overstretched tank top began to ride up however you were to busy wheezing to do much about it at the moment. Unable to see much past your mountainous belly as it rose up and down in front of you with each desperate breath you heard a gym bunny chuckle to herself and tell you to stick to the dinning halls. Having never felt more ridiculous in your life, when you finally hauled your fat ass out of there 10 minutes later you resolved to try and find a way to lose weight that didn't involve the gym.