chapter 5: career changes

It was a big day. Tomorrow would be the end of month three, and I would weigh myself again. To be honest, the number wasn't even that important at this point, since we both knew I was huge. Since I had the month off, I'd had plenty of time to grow.

Bruce in the mean time was looking healthier than ever. Under the bit of flab that was still on his belly, he had gotten rock hard abs. He was absolutely huge now, and stronger than ever. One time when we were goofing around, he even managed to carry me to bed. And that's saying something with my current weight.

The contrast between us insane. No one would believe that there was ever a time when I, the portly, sleazy looking lawyer was ever the fitter one. People would be visibly confused when they saw us holding hands or making out.

Any chance of ever losing the weight was gone. It was like I was starting to think like a pig... Every chance I could get to sit down and eat, I took.

And God, I had become so pathetically lazy. I hated any physical exertion and I was so damn greedy when food was nearby. So I knew, I wouldn't be able to lose the weight, even if I tried.

Then there's been some unexpected side effects. I was always sweaty now. Even when barely moving, I could feel sweat stains forming under my armpits. And don't get me started on what it's like when I have to use the stairs. At night, I was snoring. Bruce didn't mind since he sleeps like a rock, but he still noticed.

I had really done it. While my boyfriend had put in the effort to regain his toned, sexy physique, I had given up my perfect body to become just another run-off-the-mill fat guy.

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Today, on the last day of my three months, my law-partner Grant and I had an important interview with clients. We had the chance to take on a huge public case with the firm. It would be televised and everything, and would with no doubt be a big career changer for us. So, basically I had to clean myself up.

In the morning, I went to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. It still felt weird seeing an obese man stare back at me. I remembered the bigger suit I bought, and decided it would be best to put in on today, just for safety. It would probably be a bit loose, I figured. I couldn't have grown that much.

I realized that I should probably shave, after letting my beard grow for a few months. When I was done, I left it as a good three day stubble look, and...

Holy shit, I hadn't noticed how round my face got. My cheeks had gotten all chubby... and best of all, I had started to develop a double chin. Fuck, I'm fat, I thought. I had to relieve myself after that, so I pulled out my noticibly smaller cock and started jerking off.

When I came into work, Grant was chatting with a collegue. Since I had been on holiday, I hadn't seen him in a month.

„Guess who's back, bro!“

Grant turned around, started to smile and then his face went white.

„Holy shit, dude... what the hell happened to you!“

I slapped my fat gut.

„Oh this? Just a little water weight... I can get rid of it in a few weeks. Look, buddy we gotta go!“

„Yes... yes we do...“.


I figured we'd have no trouble getting the job. We'd always been a good team, and I didn't see why things would be different now. Oh boy, I couldn't have been more wrong.

As I've mentioned before, I was always the handsome one of Grant and I. This had gotten me laid more often in college, and now I was reeling in more clients as a lawyer. Obviously, it wasn't really fair.

I can work hard if I have to, but in my core I've just always been a lazy person. I knew I would get by with my good looks and charm. Grant didn't have that. He had to work hard, and he really did. And yet he had always gotten the short end of the stick whilst he was working with me. That was... until today.


On the car ride to the interview, Grant was still in shock. He kept staring at my chubby face, my gut, and back to my face.

„Dude, I knew you were putting on some... But this is like a legitimate pot belly now. You're like... a real fat guy“.

I just kept smiling. He went on.

„Hey Nico... you know I don't want to say this but... I don't think you're super presentable like this... you know they want us to be on TV and stuff... I mean for God's sake, your shirt doesn't even fit!“.

I looked down. Damn, he was right. A little peak of hairy belly flesh was visible above my belly button. So much for the bigger suit.

„I still got the face, man. Just trust me, it'll be fine“.

Truthfully, I had no idea if it was. When we met the representatives for our clients, I got some weird looks. And then, as it had to happen, all the elements were coming together at once.

As the interview got started, I noticed they had a bowl of all sorts of fancy pralines... which were probably only meant as decoration in the first place. Not good when you're a pig.

I just couldn't help myself. I started with one, the next time I took two at once. Because of that, I started to get chocolate on my hands. Grant gave me some sideeye, and I motioned that I was sorry. I had to get this right.

But then the sweating started. Holy shit, I was getting so hot. And it was pretty cool outside, so I looked a bit strange. I knew Grant was going to hate me, but I had to take my jacket off. If it had helped to hide my fat gut before, all hope was lost now.

In my white businessshirt, nothing was hidden. It was so tight, you could see the peaks of my nipples poking through. I had pools of sweat under my arms, under my tits and even under my belly.

Fuck that's embarassing. I realized the representatives were only adressing Grant. That was... new. Since I was the handsome one, I was usually doing all the talking.

As I tried to bud in, all I got were dissaproving glances, so I gave it up. For the first time in my life, I felt what is was like to be unattractive.

I figured I would just sit through the rest of the interview but, of course, things had to get worse. We were almost over when I dropped a file from my lap.

Not thinking about it, I bent over to pick it up and- prffff my shirt ripped apart from the back. I tried to pull at it from the back to fix it quickly, but the tension from behind made something even worse happen.

With this one move, I accidentally ripped the shirt on front as well. I was now sitting there, completely shirtless with my hairy belly out for everyone to see. There was an awkward silence. I just got up and left the room.

From outside, I could hear them talking.

„...moving on...without your partner...“.

Grant was even trying to fight for me, but they wouldn't consider it obviously. I heard the words „nasty“ and „disgusting“ being used. Were they wrong? I looked down at myself.

There I was, standing shirtless in a fancy office building. The people walking by were appalled. My gut was pushing out so far, that I couldn't see my feet underneath. The cold breeze I felt on my butt was telling me that my ass crack was hanging out of my pants for everyone to see.

In a way, this was fair. I had benefited off my good looks for so long, it was time Grant got something... even if it meant moving on without me. Once he was on TV for this case, any top law firm in the city would hire him. And me... I knew I'd be fine staying where I was. I had everything I needed.

And of course, there was another reason I wasn't mad... I couldn't wait to tell Bruce every little detail about what had happened today. He would be so turned on by this. He came a few minutes later to pick me up in his car. I was still shirtless, of course.

„Holy fuck...“, was all he could say.


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Bruce broke several traffic laws driving us home in less than ten minutes. Slammed the door shut, and immediately ripped off my tight pants and the white, speedo-like briefs he loved seeing me in.

„Fuck fuck fuck....“

He got behind me.

„I need your ass, pig...“

He grabbed my sweaty ass cheeks and started pounding me hard.

„Fuck... not yet“.

We got on my bed and he climbed on top of me. After he was done undressing me, he got fully naked himself. There we were, the former chubby guy turned toned muscle-bound hercules, and me, the athlete who ate himself to be a fat hog.

More than ever before, he started to explore every inch of my body. From my chubby face, my man boobs, my hairy belly and my fat fingers, there was no part of my body that his tongue didn't get to.

My nipples had gotten so sensitive that him sucking them got me really close to coming.

We kissed and it was electric. I had never seen him like this before. His eyes were ravenous and filled with a passionate, aggressive lust.

„Wait here“.

He came back from the kitchen with a bowl, that had a generous portion of self made Tiramisu in it. My favorite...

„Eat up“, he said sternly.

„Yes...“, I panted.

„Piggies don't speak. You understand?“

I nodded and started making an oinking noise. That really got him over the edge.

„Oh fuck...“, he said. I got on all fours and started to eat with just my mouth, pushing out my bulbous ass cheeks for him to take. As he entered me, and I felt his hard errection fill me up, I knew this was all I ever needed. I was finally where I was meant to be.

„You really are... my big, fat pig....“

With my face down in my trough, my oinking got louder and louder and Bruce was giving out grunts of pleasure. His thrusts got more and more powerful as he got ready to cum. I felt his penis turning steel hard inside of me.

I was squealing with pleasure. And then, with one final thrust, he buried his cock deep in my fat ass. I could feel his penis twitch as he flooded my ass with his cum.


I came simulatenously without any touch to my cock.

Later that night, we were in bed cuddling, still naked. Bruce was behind me, his hands wrapped around my belly.

„Hey...“, he said. „it's after 12... month three is officially over“

I smiled. „Any guesses?“

He grinned. „Well let's see“.

I stepped on our new scale. It was digital and linked to an app on your smartphone. Bruce thought it would be fun for him to keep track of my growth like that.

„275 pounds... that is unreal man....“

I turned around and kissed him.

„I love you“.

„I love you too“.






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Tha nks for reading everyone! I was very happy to see your comments and that you enjoyed this story. This will be the end... for now. I've got a sort of epilogue in the works, so we'll see where that goes. If there's anything in particular that you'd like to see happen with our fellas, let me know.