chapter 3

The night before, Luca had setup the alarm at 6:00 AM. He thought he would get up, he would have a little breakfast and then he could go on running. There wasn't a gym near the house where he and his family were staying, so he choose a bit of cardio to maintain his athletic form and specifically to not let those lovehandles start growing. He had them by genetics: her mother had two well developed which have been growing in the last year, according to her sedentary lifestyle and Luca also acquired them. Although he tried to remain fit, by fault of his temptations his body had the typical signs of a pudgy one.
Luca's plans to get up early got frustrated. Indeed, he was woken up by the sound of her father's voice calling him to get downstairs and have a breakfast with her family. Luca got up and saw the hour: 10AM. He still could be able to do some exercise before midday.
Luca's idea was to eat just a bit for breakfast. But that idea went off when his father surprised him with a tower of 5 hotcakes, along with a bottle of her favourite chocolate syrup and two eggs. Luca couldn't believe it. He devoured the meal but he was still very hungry, so her mother offered him a few brownies, that obviously Luca accepted with no regret.
Afterwards, he was feeling heavy. That breakfast was like heaven, but he just couldn't get out on running with a stuffed stomach like his one on that moment. Also, out there was getting hot, so he preferred stay inside reading a book. He thought that maybe he could go running on the afternoon, or why not, the following day. After all, he had been having a good time and exercise was not necessary on a vacation like these...
The day was splendidous, and after a lunch when Luca tried to eat modestly (indeed, modestly meant two full plates), the entire family decided to go swimming on the pool, which was located outside the house, on the huge garden that it had. They played all together and with the dog, a beautiful golden retriever, until the sun went down.
This was one of the few exceptions where Luca was shirtless on front of his family. Cause of his complex, he have always tried to have something that could cover his midsection. But there he had no choice. So, he was sucking the belly in all the time. Obviously, his parents and his brother made no comment about it, but it was clearly noticeable that Luca has been getting softer and fatter. Although he tried to suck it in, his belly had grown a lot to not see it. It just seemed that all of his workout routine was completely obsolete by Luca's eating habits, the ones that now have given him a consistent lower belly, upcoming love handles, and a softer chest.
Luca's parents got a bit happy about this new style of their son, because they loved him and they wanted to see him happy, something that didn't happened when he was so much skinnier a few years ago. He seemed to be enjoying the delights of eating well and properly and they loved it. So in that way, they cooked a classic Italian pasta to dinner. It had everything: garlic bread, tomato sauce, milk cream, a giant parmesano cheese, meatballs, and all you can imagine.
Luca was the only member of the family who have had three full plates of it. He was in love with the flavours of one of his most favourite meals. He forget about his workout, his figure and everything and just enjoyed the dinner.
Then, he watched a movie with her brother, both eating a bit of ice cream.
He went to the bathroom completely stuffed, he could barely move. He took all of his clothes off and he decided to take a shower. There was a huge surprise. Suddenly, all of the extasis he felt in that dinner, it went off, as he couldn't see his feet because her giant and stuffed belly was in the middle. Completely naked, he stared in front of the mirror and he was in shock with the size of his stomach. He looked obese. He knew that it was only two days of binging, but her body has gotten a form he've never seen before. The most shocking thing is that he didn't feel disgusted, indeed he felt a bit horny, just by looking at himself.
With all that narcissistic thing on her mind, he took the shower and then he went to his bedroom. He liked what he had seen on that mirror, but he knew that the following day he just have no scape. He must do some exercise, at least two hours. Or one hour. Or a half...