chapter 4

Weeks went by and Kevin’s new habits were clearly starting to show. Never able to stop eating Kevin woke each morning and immediately started chowing down. His dad stocked the house with all his favorites and Kevin’s backpack was always full of twinkles and ho-ho’s in case he got peckish during class, and he always did. His belly had grown huge and pressed against his double XL t shirt, with a substantial part of his hairy stomach poking out at the bottom. On top of his gut his firm pecs grew larger and started to droop down well on their way to becoming moobs. His butt had grown to the point where sweat pants were his only option, and a proper double chin had emerged. As usual during lunch Kevin headed to the cafeteria to stock up on today’s fill. As he finished his feast, he got up to leave. As was routine he pushed down his shirt over his substantial belly and around his new larger love handles. A couple of the other football players were walking in as Kevin was leaving. They exchanged hellos, and the conversation was going pretty normal until one of them said after looking the bloated jock up and down “Hey Kev, are you alright”
“Yeah I feel great” Kevin said rubbing his bloated stomach, not even noticing.
“You’ve uhh gotten so big”
“I know its great I feel so powerful” Replied Kevin flexing his meaty fat covered arm
“Yeah but aren’t you scared of getting fatter?”
“I’m not even that big, plus it’s a lineman thing to carry little extra fluff you running backs wouldn’t understand”
“Alright man, coach seems happy so I don’t know” Kevin walked away his meaty thighs rubbing together while his chunky ass jiggled with every step.

There was a big family formal for the football team every winter where the boys got all dressed up and brought their families for recognitions and team awards. Dressing up for Kevin these days meant anything other sweatpants. Lately that’s all he’d been wearing as most of his jeans had shrunk in the wash. Kevin first went first to put on his Khakis, but found he could barely fit his tree trunk sized legs into the pants. he managed to pull over his massive thighs, but then could not bring the button together around his massive stomach. In an attempt to button his pants he jumped making the entire room shake, and his chunky belly and love handles jiggle as well. Upon feeling the whole house shake Scott went into Kevin rooms to find his large son attempting to squeeze into his pants. Hoping to save face and not embarrass his son, he said “Son it seems we need a new washing machine its shrinking all of my clothes too, here’s some cash go on to the store and buy yourself some new clothes”

Kevin got into his car, which sunk upon the massive 300 pound jock entering it. Once at the store he grabbed his usual extra large button up and size 45 khakis. He tried the button up first and struggled to get his chunky arms into the sleeves. He figured he must be gaining so much muscle. He put the button in his sausage fingers and attempted to bring the two sides of the shirt around his huge stomach, however the button wouldn’t come together. After some intense struggling he button the shirt. Kevin looked like a sausage, however he didn’t seem to notice. When he bent down to get the pants the buttons popped off exposing his hairy round belly. He decided he must be growing “muscle” faster than he thought, and grabbed an triple XL Polo and size 48 pants. On the way home he stopped for McDonalds. After polishing off three burgers the stuffed jock was tired and therefore headed to the coach for his daily nap. Kevin had begun a pattern of gorging and napping. His lazy habits had added to his bulk sustainably with the chunky boy putting on more weight each week.

That night he tried on his new clothes. Despite being a larger size his shirt wore like a second skin. He slipped on his new khakis which strained to cover his huge ass, and were skin tight around his tree trunk thighs. After putting on his clothes he waddled out of his room, his love handles nearly grazing the sides of the doorway. His dad was still in the shower, and feeling hungry as usually he sat down at the kitchen table with 2 dozen doughnuts in front of him. Unable to help himself Kevin began piling the doughnuts into his mouth, one in each hand. As he stuffed his face full of deep fried pastry his gut grew and slowly pushed towards the edge of the table. The little horse logo on his new polo was completely distorted by the growing size of his man boobs. As he ate the shirt began to ride up completely exposing his love handles which poured over the sides of him. He continued to eat and the front of the shirt rode up exposing his soft rolls which protruded in front of him. Most people would have pulled down their shirt but Kevin was too enamored in the food to even notice. Kevin ate away at the doughnuts and quickly finished them. He wanted to get up for more, but was too lazy. But his thoughts were quickly interrupted by his father who was ready to leave. Scott looked over as his hog of son, double chinned face covered in powdered sugar and couldn’t help but feel a since of pride. I did this, he thought to himself, I fattened up that pig.