chapter 5

On the ride there Kevin couldn’t buckle up as the seat belt wouldn’t reach around his bloated gut. He waddled into the convention hall and upon his sight coach smiled. Kevin, hungry, immediately headed over to the buffet table and loaded up three plates, balancing one on top of his extended gut. Once at his seat, he began stuffing himself nonstop, only slowing when he had eaten all of the fries and was gulping down the thirteenth burger. As he reached for the fourteenth, he looked down at his belly. There was just a tiny space between its overfed curve and the table. He got up again to return to the buffet. There he found coach getting himself some dessert as well.
“Kevin my boy looking huge” Said coach
Kevin blushing with a mouth pull of cream puffs said “Ahhgh thanks coach” He said spitting a little pastry out of his mouth. Swallowing he said “Sorry coach I’ve just been so hungry lately”
“I can see that, keep up the good work. A boy with your healthy appetite will go far in college ball” Coach said pinching Kevin’s love handle and walking around. As coach did this Kevin looked down and realized he couldn’t see his feet. He immediately noticed his shirt had ridden up exposing about 4 inches of his food stuffed paunch. Kevin walked or rather waddled away from the buffet and plopped down in the chair, which strained under his weight. Noticing Kevin had stopped eating, Scott Valastro asked his son
“What’s wrong kev”
“I’m afraid I’ve put on a little too much weight dad, I know a lot of it is muscle but I’ve got a small gut” said Kevin looking down at a belly that put a good foot between Kevin and the table. Dumbfounded It took Scott minuet to understand just how in denial his son was about his weight gain.
“Listen Kev, big is better. Us Valastro’s were a stocky bunch. Plus all this extra weight is helping you on the field no? Coach is happy?”
“But I’m afraid I’ll get huge”
“Listen you’re but you’re happy right?” Scott said rubbing his piggy sons belly.
“I do love to eat” Kevin said eyeing the pie on the table.
“Of course you do! Now lets get you another slice of pie” Scott said basically placing an entire pie on Kevin’s plate. Kevin looked at the pie and looked down as his gut. Kevin didn’t mind being fat in fact he liked how powerful it made him feel. He was the biggest guy on the team! And proud of it! “I’m not going to get bigger if I don’t eat” Kevin thought to himself. A just like he clasped his chubby fingers around the pie and stuffed it into his face.

Weeks later Kevin waddled out of his bedroom in nothing but his boxers. His boxers were stretching beyond bounds and could rip any second. His large thighs rubbed against each other until he plopped down onto the couch with chips in hand and feet up on the table. His large belly rested on his lap, looking larger than ever with a big pair of moobs on top. He was now 359 pounds, gaining almost 117 pounds in two months. Not only was he getting wider, but he got taller too. He now was 6'5, with a monstrous size 15 shoe. His ginormous love handles meant he had to squeeze through doors, and when he didn’t leave the house he practically lived in his boxers. He passed a mirror and admired his size. He walked down to the kitchen placing his belly on the counter and rubbing it while he decided what to have. Today’s fill including included 16 large chocolate cakes, and 5 XL meatlovers pizzas. That night the team headed to a local pizza joint after practice. And although practice for Kevin meant stuffing his face with food in coaches office he was still ravenously hungry. The team arrived at the pizza restaurant. Since small chairs would fit Kevin’s ginormous ass he was forced to sit in a booth by himself (taking up the entire thing). To start of the night Kevin order two extra large pizza’s and began chowing down, stacking three pieces on top of each and funneling them right into his open mouth. His fellow teammates were shocked the amount and speed the larded up jock could eat. One of his teammates approached Kevin and and said
“Damn man you can really put it away, maybe you should slow down or there won’t be a uniform big enough to fit you”
Mouth full of Pizza “Heyhgh come off it Man. Coach always said bigger is better, and to get big you gotta eat biggjghgb”
“Dude I think he meant muscles? Your belly is out of a control”
Kevin continued to stuff his face. He slapped his belly and responded “My belly is was keeping me on the team”. Kevin reaches out for another slice. “Who cares if I get fatter? In fact I love being big! I’m fat and I don’t care!” With that Kevin polished off his last piece of pizza. He then turned to counter and shouted “Another two XL pies stat!”