The Fat Waitress, Preview

Chapter 1

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Looking down at the small but soft belly poking out from under his seemingly incredible shrinking shirt, Kyle found himself facing a dilemma that he'd never thought he'd ever have to face. Going into his now favorite restaurant to be served by his favorite waitress Jenny, Kyle was faced with the decision of whether to try and retuck again or just go untucked.

Neither choice really appealed to Kyle as he understood that neither were too flattering. If he did decide to retuck, that decision was most likey to meet with failure as his shirt had become untucked several times on his ride to "Piggy's", his town's local greasy spoon. Not only had they come untucked but when said events did occur, Kyle's softened midsection revealed itself in the most unflattering way, either exposing his soft tum tum or his burgeoning love handles. And there was no way he was going to go into Piggy's that way. No way he wanted to parade his exposed fat in front of Jenny, looking that way. But if he untucked, that was surely a sign that he'd given up. Nierher choice tickled his fancy.

Kyle wondererd to himself as he chose the lesser of two evils and untucked his shirt, "How the hell did this happen", as he squeezed the slight muffin top his small belly created in his now way too tight pants. Kyle had been rail thin most of his life, garnering him the nicknames "slim" and "fatty". The first of the two respectively was an accurate discription of himself, at least up until now, and the latter used to be a tool of irony, but not so much nowadays.

Kylie, who secretly, loved watching his friends grow bigger, softer, and definitely fatter as the years went by had seemingly been immune to the middle aged spread, but that had all somehow changed recently. Kylie wasn't sure how it had actually happened, but he primarily suspected that it was his age and slowing metabolism had softened and somewhat enlarged his once imaciated looking form. Besides that rationale, Kyle just couldn't understand what was going wrong. He'd been exercising regularly and had infact intensified his daily routine to almost the point of exhausion, but nevertheless, the scale, the mirror, and his now somewhat ill fitting clothes were all tell tale signs of his efforts' futility.

Probably due to some self defense mechanism of his psyche, Kyle had completely blocked out, or at least disqualified the main reason he was gaining weight. He was simply consuming way more calories now than he'd ever done in his life, and if he were being honest with himself, he was enjoying every drunken moment of it.