Does Bread Make You Fat?

Chapter 1

“Do you want some bread to go with your soup?” I asked Natalia, my girlfriend of a couple of weeks, “No, thank you very much. The truth is that I already eat a lot of bread and I try not to eat it so much so as not to gain weight.” “Not at all. I have been eating bread for years and it has never made me fat.” “This is being told to you by the daughter of a baker, believe me when I tell you that it does make you fat.” “How can you say that with a body like yours?” I don't like to brag but I am lucky that my girlfriend Natalia is a walking hottie, dark skin, a slender figure, with a small waist and big breasts. I don't understand how she noticed a guy as average as me, 5.4 inches tall, fair skin, black hair and quite thin, anyone would say that I am skinny. “Well, I know what I am talking about,” Natalia reaffirmed. “I will prove you wrong. From now on I will eat bread with every meal and I will show you that bread does not make you fat.” “I accept, but when you are fat and you cannot deny that bread makes you fat, in addition to telling you that I told you, you will have to submit to my whims” “When I no longer get that belly you talk about and I prove to you that I am right, you will have to eat bread every day for a year” “We have a deal” that is how our bet began, she would bring bread from her family bakery and I would eat it with every meal.

I couldn’t anticipate the amount of bread he would bring me on a daily basis, the good news is that my roommate Anthony seems to like me sharing his bread with him, unlike my petite frame he is a pretty fit guy, with wide, muscled arms and a washboard six pack that he showed off while standing in just shorts at the apartment all the time. “I can’t believe I’m giving you all this bread just for that silly bet, you’ll clearly win easily” Anthony said “I know, even though all this bread would go bad if I were the only one to eat it” “I’d be happy to eat all this, my parents would never let me eat bread or anything that they didn’t consider healthy” “That’s clear” I said while pointing to his abs. Our friendship started a few years ago in an online game, we joined the same clan and we got along really well, when we found out we lived in the same city our friendship grew stronger and of course our games also intensified and changed games, we both still sit for hours on the living room couch playing and competing, today we are like brothers and although we are both only 19 years old we decided to move in together and fend for ourselves, and we ended up in this situation of sharing this small apartment since in my case I don't have the brains for university and since I wanted my own space I left my parents' house and I have survived with small part-time jobs, as for Antony he was kicked out of his house when he confessed to his parents that he is gay, I don't care about that and he has made it clear that to him I am like family, his parents practically disowned him and he supports himself working as a plumber, a trade that his late grandfather taught him.

After a couple weeks of this bread diet I haven’t noticed any noticeable change although lately I can eat more than before, I guess that’s a good thing and Antony is delighted with the bread, he eats a lot more than me “I don’t understand how I could have missed out on these delicacies my entire childhood, now that my parents don’t control what I eat I think I’ll give myself a treat and try all the food they forbade me for years” said Antony while holding a loaf of bread in each hand “Of course bro, indulge yourself” I replied “I think I’ll order a pizza, I want to try as much as I can as quickly as I can” “Yeah sure” those words seemed to give him wings and he didn’t just order pizza, he also ordered spaghetti, lasagna, meat and vegetable ravioli and to top it off tiramisu, all in a family size. That night was a feast of Italian food, it seemed to be a complete dinner for a family of four, I don’t understand how we were able to finish it all, because of course he couldn’t eat it all by himself and he would never waste food.
Two months since the bet began and something tells me I could be wrong, but I won’t admit defeat so easily, I refuse to admit defeat even though my pants don’t fit anymore “Damn, these pants shrank in the washing machine” “Already admit defeat, you know those pants didn’t shrink, you can already see a little belly” Natalia tells me this while she squeezes the beginning of a roll of fat from my side and the bread keeps coming, but I don’t think it’s that bad, although I don’t know if it’s just me or the quantities just increase, later I will ask Antony if he’s noticed, although he’s hardly home lately, but for now I think that bread filled with dulce de leche is calling me.

“Damn I’m so full” I said while patting my belly and Natalia handed me another garlic and cheese bread soaked in olive oil and balsamic vinegar “Come on just a little more, we don’t want this to go to waste” it’s obvious that this is getting out of control, I officially have a belly and the beginning of some man boobs, to make matters worse I don’t think it’s just the bread that’s causing it, or so I think, Antony brings home huge portions of junk food everyday saying that it’s something he wants to try and of course I always end up eating one or two portions of that food, “Come on love I know you still have room for more food” Natalia insisted and even though I’m clearly already full, I can’t say no to anything she asks of me. After she left all I could do was stay at the dining room table trying to get my stomach to swell up and that's when Antony arrived accompanied by two large paper bags and his new boyfriend, Alexander or Alex for short, a thin guy with curly hair and a freckled face, from one of the bags they took a bucket of fried chicken and proceeded to eat it between the two of them, it's not strange that Antony is much fatter than me, not only does he eat more, he's also become totally lazy, he spends all his free time at his boyfriend's house and it seems like he only spends his time eating, I think I envy him a little. After the bucket of fried chicken was finished Alex said goodbye and left the apartment, I was still at the table and the swelling was already going down “Bro I didn’t realize you were sitting alone, come sit next to me and let’s have a video game session” said Antony very excited “Of course, I won’t say no to video games”
so we spent the rest of the night playing and eating the rest of the fried chicken in the other bag that was left, when we finished the chicken we continued with the chocolate covered bread that we still had, I didn’t even notice when he took off his shirt and between games I noticed how Antony’s belly moved with each movement he made, it was obvious that he was neglecting himself a lot, I estimate that now he weighs at least 300 pounds and it is noticeable, while he is sitting a large slab forms on his back and his belly rests on his chubby legs, I can also notice that he is growing a layer of hair all over his belly, his once strong arms are now flaccid, A double chin is forming on his neck and his face has become rounded and he no longer has that sharp chin he once had. I am thin in comparison.