chapter 4 - pie perspective

After days of noise the sound from downstairs had suddenly stopped. Ryan had gone down to see that the covering paper had been removed which showed a soon to be opened bakery; 'Grannies Pies'.
Two days later when Luke had come home from work he met the new owners. Granny herself was named Margaretha. M: just call me Marge, this is bob my husband, and that's Lilly our granddaughter. I'm sorry I can only offer you coffee, we didn't bake anything yet to go with it. They all laughed. It looked like such a welcoming family. Marge told that it was a dream come true for her and Bob to have their own bakery and that after a few years she would let it to her granddaughter along with her recipes.
Luke went upstairs to tell Ryan about their new neighbors before starting to cook. Ryan's anger about not finding a job, made him eat furiously. Luke saw and mentioned it; beware of eating that way man, you might get all chubby again.
R: none of your business, I'm just hungry so what?
L: easy man, I didn't want to bother you.
Next day when Luke came home there was a poster on the bakery window asking for a shop assistant. That's it he thought, and immediately hurried upstairs to tell Ryan. He wasn't at home though. So in his cheerfulness he went downstairs again to buy a big cake to celebrate his idea when Ryan would come home from the gym. After dinner, when talking over coffee, including cake of course, Luke told Ryan he should apply for becoming their neighbors shop assistant. Ryan hesitated at first but then thought about it and did the math. He could always stop if he didn't like it.
Next morning he went to Margaretha. She was so kind and even asked her granddaughter to come in and join them. Man was she hot, thought Ryan. This isn't such a bad idea after all! Lilly also kept looking at him in that tempting kind of way.
Marge told Ryan about their expectations and led him through the bakery. He was amazed by all different pastries and soon to be filled shelves. Marge told him he had to work from 11 till closing time. His main task was to sell pastries and help customers. And, at the end of each day he had to clean empty, refresh and refill the counters.
Would you now dare to try what kind of goodies we sell? Granny asked. No way he would refuse. They had a little chit chat over coffee to get to know each other better, and marge served Ryan a big piece of blueberry cheesecake. Without any doubt it was the best he ever had. He complimented Marge and went home. His first workday would be in two days. Marge gave him a small box of pastries to share with Luke as a welcoming present.
When Luke came home that night he was surprised to find his housemate so ecstatic talking about nothing than the bakery. Ryan was so happy to have a job, he had even emptied the complete pastry box before Luke came home. In his happiness he could hardly wait for two whole days to begin.
The first days of his bakery job were a great success. People seemed to like the broad smile of this tall handsome guy and he even seemed to be talented in selling. By then he worked at the bakery 3 days a week and certainly liked it a lot. During his shifts he got to taste goodies that granny baked. Marge: 'make sure you taste everything we offer Ryan, I want you to know exactly what we sell'. And with each time granny gave him a sample Ryan politely thanked her.
M: no need to be so anxious young man, It's part of the job and besides, I want to have your opinion as well.
After two weeks Ryan had more than tasted everything they sold and found he had the gotten the best job in town. Granny tried to convince him that he shouldn't be too shy. On the other hand, that's what she and her customers seemed to like so much about him. He was such a tough tall guy, but still so cute in his well raised behavior.
M: "don't hold yourself back so much Ryan, especially when it comes to taste some of the pastries, you may try as much as you want boy".
R: Well, Marge I like your hospitality and such, but could you please explain why you would let me?
M: because by the time you get used to all my pastries you won't be aching for those anyway. So feel free to take whatever you like.
R: ohh, Marge you're so kind and I'm very thankful for this job and the way you treat me and... "sssh, Granny said, it's all right boy.
The following week Ryan did as he was told; he ate quite some pastries while at work and discovered they were all great. He also showed his interest in the way Lilly and Marge made them, and they were pleased to see their assistant being so curious, while telling heartily about the baking.
As could be imagined, the pastries soon had their effect on Ryan's waistline again, especially because he was also still enjoying Luke's great meals. And Luke in his turn enjoyed to see Ryan flourish again. At a certain night while at the dinner table Luke's eyes fell on Ryan's midsection. While Ryan was absentmindedly eating his seconds and thirds, Luke was wondering how much his roomie had gained.
He looked closely at Ryan's big stature and was mainly intrigued by the way he had grown. Ryan wasn't fat, but he was very thick and well build. The new weight seemed to spread out all over his thick beefy body, making him even meatier. Luke couldn't believe how he still kept getting hotter.
L: How's the gym going man?
R: great, I only seem to be getting stronger. Look at these, he said, while flexing his muscular upper arms. Luke had to choke when he saw his hot roomie doing that. Those guns were like twice as big as his, and he himself wasn't skinny whatsoever.
L: doin' great dude, and how's the mass? Looking at those bulging muscles you did grow quite a bit didn't you?
R: to be honest, I don't know exactly, I didn't weigh myself for a while, but I'm sure I got heftier during last month.
They both tried not to mention anything about the kind of weight he would have gained. Luke was especially happy about the fact that Ryan had some of a purpose back in life, and so he encouraged Ryan to keep going.
Two days later, Ryan stood in the gym and was looking at the scale in the locker room. It was a perfect place to weigh himself without attracting too much attention. In fact Ryan knew he had gained weight, but he didn't want to get the numbers yet while he felt a bit self-conscious. He had already felt so being a child, while due to his length and build he had always been a bit heftier than most of his classmates. Now that he wanted to get on he made the estimation that he might have gained around 15 pounds which would put him at 285 lbs.
He undressed and looked at himself in the mirror. He was somewhat proud to see that he had beefed up so much and flexed to emphasize it. When he got onto the scale he slided past 270, 280, but he got amazed when he had to slide 290 without feeling any movement of the scale yet. 294! He gasped when he saw it. He looked at himself for a second again before realizing it actually felt great. He didn't remember the last time he had been weighing himself, but he was clearly 24 pounds heavier since then. He patted his non visible abs, and felt strangely about the start of a boner... he wore it of as pride about reaching his goals and started training.