chapter 2

A month later, Bill:
For the most part Bill had nothing to complain about, nothing at all except his tightening pants. With Ashley's help (her actually running things for the first time), the store was showing growing profits and morale was at an all time high.

Ashley happily fed Bill just a little bit more each day, carefully adding more and more fattening foods and sweets until the tall man was at least consuming 6,000 to 8,000 calories a day.

About three weeks and 15 lbs into his job, Bill finally acquiesced and bought a pair of 36's as he was tired of sucking in to get his 34's to button. However, even after just one more week, the illusion of a flat tummy showed signs of cracking as his new padded girth began push the limits of his new slacks, forming a slight muffin top over his belt line.

Bill was extemely pleased by his new softened form, but being chubby for the first time in his life did fuck with his ego a bit. Bill justified his new weight by reminding himself, "Back in my college football days, I weighed 225lbs. That's heavier than I am now" he reassuringly told himself. And while not exactly lying to himself, Bill's personal justification for his recent upwards weight fluctuation was more than a bit flawed.

Back in college he was a rail thin cornerback that lived in the gym. Too skinny and frail to last out his freshman season, the team put him on a regimented diet and workout routine that eventually added twenty pounds of veiny and sinewy, hard muscles before the the beginning of the next season.

However, comparing his college football weight and weightgain to those brought on by Ashley was like comparing apples to oreos. Back then his high protein diet and tireless gym efforts had turned his 200lb skinny body into that of a Greek God. Ashley's training routine consisted of keeping bill sedentary while stuffing him to the gills with loads of greasy and fattening delights. Yeah he was skinny the first day he started, but this twenty pound weightgain made bill look like anything but a Greek god. Not fat, or even chubby yet, Bill actually liked the way he looked, even his doughy midsection.

By the time he bought a pair of 38's to replace his sized 36 slacks, his creeping belly began turning into a "dunlapped" his beltline. The addition of the next 20 or so lbs, made bill look quite chubby.

His weightgain would have been very distrustful if it had occurred in the city, as metropolitan types would have teased him about his recent foray into the world of being overweight. But out here in the country, where most men sported jeans 2 to 3 sizes too small, Bill was starting to fit in just fine.

Ashley loved how confidently he ate and rubbed his ever growing belly. Bill even caught her ogling his distended belly after big meals a few times. As as he grew chubbier and chubbier, she couldn't help but staring at just how fast the metro city transfer had come to resemble his heftier midwestern counterparts.