chapter 4: life as a pig

By now it was impossible not to notice that something had changed. My old friend from the gym called me up and asked why she hadn't seen me in so long. I explained that I just didn't feel like going anymore, wanted to relax a little bit. She was confused, but I didn't care.

My entire demeanor had changed. With the clients, I was more relaxed and down to earth which they seemed to like. I stopped worrying so much about my schedule, and enjoyed each individual day more.

I also realized that eating was genuinely my favorite activity. It was unreal how held back I was before. Now I was literally eating nonstop through the entire day. Things really changed however, when Bruce had to move out of his apartment.

Now that he was living with me, I was his pig 24/7. At some point we just started being naked in the apartment. Bruce's smell was all around me, and I was always hungry for his cock.

Maybe as part of my laziness, I thought I'd grow my beard out a bit. By doing this, I was unintentionally hiding how fat my face was getting, but I didn't realize that until a bit later. I got a bigger suit, which had a lot of room to grow. Then I thought it might be a good idea to get a second suit for later, which was even bigger. You never know.

One of the most erotic experiences was when I couldn't fit my pants one morning, after pigging out the entire weekend. While I enjoyed getting fat, my immediate reaction to things like that was still one of horror.

Conversely, this was a huge turn on for Bruce. When he saw me struggling to put them on, he got a boner and started jerking himself off in front of me. Which, in turn made me hard as well. We decided it was best that I would call in sick that day.

Near the end of the second month, something changed. I realized that the world started to perceive me as a fat man. Let me explain. We knew that I had gotten much bigger this month, since Bruce moved in. Unfortunately, our scale at home stopped working, so I was going to order a new one online.

„Actually“, Bruce said with a mischiveous grin on his face. „I might have an idea for something that would be incredibly hot to me“.

„Oh yeah? What is it, honey?“

Bruce got up and walked to my closet. He came back with some of my old work out clothes. I got nervous. I knew this would be something embarrassing.

„To cement your status as a true fatty, why don't you come to my gym tomorrow? We'll get you on the treadmill wearing these, and see how out of shape you really are. Afterwards, you can use the scale that's there“.

„Hmm... Let me try them first“.

Bruce grinned.

„Oh no my friend. You aren't going wear these until you get to the changing room. Are we clear?“.

We were clear. Bruce went to a much cheaper gym than me, but he liked it. Unlike mine, his was only for men, and from what I could gather, most of these guys were kind of macho assholes. Still, I gathered up all my courage to meet Bruce there.

I got a daypass and walked into the hall. As soon as I walked in, some of the guys were looking at me. Just don't make eye contact, I thought. I heard some guy chuckle.

I waved to Bruce who was on the other side. He gave me a friendly wave back and said something to his friend. In the changing room, I started to feel more embarrassed. All the guys were super ripped. I started taking my clothes off and prayed that no one would notice me. There was one problem.

See, of course I kept upgrading my wardrobe as I was growing, but I couldn't keep up at this point. So, my black pair of Calvin Klein boxer briefs were a little snug right now. I hadn't thought about it before but there was no chance they were covering my ass.

After I got undressed, I put on my gym shorts, quicker than I had ever done anything in my life. Phew. Crisis avoided. Except... fuck, my gym shorts were elastic but there were super tight now. And then my humiliation started. As I reached out my hand to get my shirt, I felt someone coming from behind and tweaking my nipple.

„Oink Oink!“, the guy laughed.

Fuck that was uncomfortable. Especially since my nipples had been so big and puffy lately. Then another man came and did the same to my other nipple.

„Not a McDonalds, dude!“, the entire changing room started laughing at me. My breathing got heavy, I wanted to say something, but at the same time... I was so turned on. Quickly, I tried to put on my shirt...

Tried because it would barely cover my belly button. And even then it was tight and ridiculous looking. My hairy underbelly was fully on show, and on my tits, it was as tight as a bikini.

Fuck was I big. All the muscle definition I'd had was completely gone. Even my once muscular arms looked flabby and pathetic. The other guys were still snickering behind my back. It doesn't matter, I thought. This is what I'm here for.

I walked towards Bruce and his friends. Damn, he was in great shape. He'd really come a long way from when I met him.

„Yo, Nico!“, he smiled. „Guys, this is the one I told you about“.

The guys looked skeptical. I wondered what he'd told them.

„See, Nico here isn't much of an athlete... or rather not at all. Isn't that right, Nico?“

I nodded. „Yeah, not really“.

„And isn't it right that you've never been in a gym before?“

„No, never“, I lied. Damn this was hot. They all looked like I'd just said the most shocking thing in the world.

„Yeah, yeah, you told us about how he always steals your protein bars and stuff“, one of his friends interjected. „Let's start the warm up now“.

Bruce motioned me to the treadmill.

„Oh, this is for running...right?“, I said, sheepishly. I could see that giving Bruce a hard on. He set the treadmill on a low speed with no resistance.

I started running. Hey, this didn't feel so bad. I guess I'm not that- oh fuck. After just 20 seconds I felt like passing out. I felt sweat running down my face. Just 2 months ago, this would have been nothing for me...

My legs started to ache. With every step my gut was slapping against my body and my tits jiggled. My thighs had gotten so big that they were rubbing against each other.

I felt my shirt riding up all the way to my moobs, giving everyone a good view of my beach ball shaped gut.

„Too much, too much“, I panted. I was literally drowning in sweat. With my hairy body, I must have resembled a wet dog at this point. And I definitly didn't smell much better.

Bruce stopped it for me. As I got off, I heard some murmuring from the crowd. Bruce patted me on the back, and chuckled.

"Well, maybe we'll put you on a diet and try again in a few months..."

I could barely stand and I had to lean down on my thighs to catch my breath. Of course, I hadn't thought about what I was wearing. There I was, bending down, when suddenly, I felt something cold in my... ass crack.

I'd forgotten about my underwear problem. I turned around to see Bruce's friends going absolutely crazy with laughter. One of them had slid a coin between my exposed, sweaty butt cheeks, like you would into a coin slot for a jukebox.

„Fuck, that is pathetic...“, a particularly handsome one said. He didn't even laugh, he genuinely sounded disgusted.

„That's not even a man, dude...that's just a gross fucking pig“

My face turned red with shame and anger. I was you, I thought. Only two months ago, I was in better shape than you... But the truth was there for everyone to see. I was a pig.

„I don't think you'll be going to the gym again...“, said Bruce.

„No, never“, I managed to laugh it off a little.

„Didn't you mention some all you can eat buffet you wanted to go to?", Bruce asked. Then he added:

"That you go there five times a week?“

As we left, my face still red with embarrassment, I got my ass slapped a few more times by random strangers. Bruce laughed, „I tried, guys!“

There really was a buffet, but we still had to weigh myself of course and... 225 pounds. I had gained 30 pounds... in the second month.

Mind you that the original plan was to gain 30 pounds in three months. Bruce looked at me and I looked at him, and we knew we couldn't go to the buffet just yet.

As we arrived in my apartment, he ripped my clothes off and threw himself on top of me. I knew everything was going to be different now. I had publically humiliated myself as a pig. But I still wanted to test the waters.

„Hey... can I top you this time?“

Bruce looked at me sweetly and gave me a kiss.

„Honey... I don't think you're going to be doing that anymore from now on“.