Hanging Out With Homer

Chapter 1 - Hanging out with big Homer

Milhouse was always fascinated by the idea of someone intentionally gaining weight. He had heard from Bart that his dad, Homer Simpson, had started a weight gain diet in order to work from home and spend more time with his family. Milhouse couldn't believe it - the idea of intentionally putting on so much weight was a foreign concept to him. He was curious to meet Homer and learn more about his journey.

One day, while hanging out with Bart, Milhouse asked if he could meet Homer. Bart agreed and arranged for Milhouse to come over to their house the following weekend. Milhouse was excited, but also nervous - he wasn't sure what to expect. Would Homer be able to move around easily? How heavy he was?
When Milhouse arrived at the Simpsons' house,he was surprised to see the size of Homer, who was sitting on the couch in his white briefs, watching TV.

Good afternoon, Mr. Simpson!" Milhouse exclaimed, admiring Homer's massive belly and moobs.Milhouse couldn't help but stare in awe at Homer's size - he had never seen someone so large before. But Homer didn't seem to mind - he welcomed Milhouse into the house with a smile.

The three of them sat down in the living room and started chatting. Milhouse was eager to learn more about Homer's weight gain journey. Homer explained that he had always struggled with his weight, but had recently decided to embrace it and start a weight gain diet. He had found that he was much happier working from home and spending time with his family than he was trying to navigate the outside world as a 500-pound man.

After Homer's explanation he let out a loud burp that echoed throughout the room."Whoa, that was impressive!" Milhouse exclaimed, looking at Homer in awe.

Bart grinned, "You should hear him after he drinks beer."Homer chuckled, "Hey now, let's not get carried away. But, since you boys are here, how about we go grab some ice cream at the Kwik-E-Mart?"
Homer let out a satisfied grunt and began heaving himself off the couch. It was a difficult task, and he had to catch his breath several times before he could finally stand upright.

Before leaving, Homer turned to Bart and asked, "Hey boy, can you go grab my hat and muumuu from the washing machine for me?"

Bart looked at his father's large belly and moobs, covered in crumbs and grease from his early food binge, and couldn't help but laugh. But he quickly composed himself and said, "Sure thing, Dad. I'll go get them for you." Bart made his way to the laundry room, where he found the muumuu dress and hat lying on top of the dryer. He couldn't help but notice how small the muumuu looked compared to the last time his father wore it.

Once he arrived back in the living room, Bart handed the clothes to Homer, who quickly tried to put them on over his enormous body. He was struggling to slide into the mummu dress while Milhouse and Bart were watching with amusement.

"Need some help, Dad?" Bart asked.

Homer grunted and nodded, and the boys proceeded to help him slide the dress over his massive belly and love handles. The dress was tight, and it took a lot of effort to get it over Homer's girth. Milhouse was laughing uncontrollably, but Homer didn't seem to mind.
After several minutes of struggle, Homer finally got the dress on, but he was out of breath and sweating profusely.
"Ahhh, I better start to look for a bigger size," Homer said, gasping for air.
"You look kinda funny, Dad," Bart said.
Homer chuckled. "Yeah, but it's comfortable. And it shows off my curves."

Milhouse couldn't stop giggling. "You look awesome , Mr. Simpson, don't pay attention to Bart."

Homer just shrugged and took a deep breath. "Who cares? I'm happy, and that's all that matters."
"Alright, let's go then!" he said, waddling towards the front door.
Bart and Milhouse followed closely behind, watching in amazement as Homer's massive belly jiggled with every step he took.

Homer had not driven his car in a few weeks and when he attempted to get in, he quickly realized that he could not fit. His was too large to slide comfortably into the driver's seat.
Bart and Milhouse watched silently as Homer tried to squeeze into the car. They could hear him grunting and groaning as he pushed and pulled his body in different directions, trying to find a way to fit. His massive belly and love handles spilled over the sides of the seat, and his moobs were pressed against the steering wheel. Despite his efforts, he could not get the car door to close, and it remained partially open.
Bart and Milhouse, noticed Homer's predicament and rushed over to help. They tried pushing and pulling, but Homer's body was too big and he couldn't fit in the car no matter how hard they tried.

Finally, Homer had to admit defeat. He sighed heavily and told the boys that they would have to walk to their destination instead. Bart and Milhouse were surprised, but didn't argue with Homer's decision.

As they walked, Homer struggled to keep up with the younger boys. His massive belly swayed from side to side, and sweat poured down his face. He had to stop every few minutes to catch his breath, but he was determined to make it to their destination. The Kwik-E-Mart was only a few blocks away, but it felt like a marathon to Homer. By the time they arrived, his already tight mummu was also soaked with sweat.
Apu, the owner of the Kwik-E-Mart, was standing behind the counter when he saw the unmistakable figure of Homer Simpson waddling through the door with the kids. Homer had gained quite a bit of weight since Apu last saw him, but he didn't want to say anything that might offend him.
"Welcome, welcome, Mr. Simpson!" Apu greeted him with a smile. "It's so good to see you again!"

Homer grinned at the familiar face. "Hey, Apu. How's business?"

"Business is good, thank you for asking," Apu replied. "And you, my friend, look positively...robust! Have you been working out?"

Homer chuckled. ""No, Apu, just lots of eating and relaxing. But thanks for the compliment."
Apu noticed Homer's sweaty condition and offered him a towel. "Here you go, my friend. You must be hot and bothered in that mummu. It's a warm day today."

Thanks, Apu," Homer replied, taking the towel gratefully and patting his face dry. "I appreciate it."

Apu then asked, "Would you and the kids like to try our ice cream promotion? We have some delicious new flavors."

Homer's eyes lit up. "Oh boy, do we ever! Bart and Milhouse, come here!" he shouted them who were playing in the arcade machine. They ran over eagerly to join him.

Apu went to the freezer and started scooping out generous servings of ice cream for Homer and the boys. "Enjoy, my friends," he said with a smile. "It's on the house today."

Homer and the boys dug into their ice cream, savoring every bite. "This is delicious, Apu," Homer said, his mouth full of ice cream. "You really know how to make a big guy happy."

After finishing their ice cream, Homer struggled to get up from the chair due to his size. Apu noticed this and offered to help him up.

"Are you alright, Mr. Simpson?" Apu asked concerned

Homer grunted as he finally stood up. "Yeah, just a little too much ice cream, I guess.
Homer realized he wouldn't be able to walk back to their house and asked Apu if he could call a taxi for them. However, he was quick to mention that it had to be a taxi big enough to accommodate his size and the kids.

Apu, being the understanding person that he is, immediately agreed to Homer's request. He took out his phone and started dialing the numbers of local taxi companies, inquiring about their largest vehicles.

Homer was grateful for Apu's assistance and tried to thank him, but he was too out of breath to speak. Apu noticed this and handed him a bottle of water, telling him to take his time and rest for a bit.

After a few minutes, Apu got a response from one of the taxi companies that had a van big enough for them. He informed Homer of the good news and helped him get into the van. Homer sighed with relief as he felt the comfortable seats of the van.
Milhouse and Bart sat in the backseat of the taxi, their stomachs were full from the ice cream they just enjoyed with Homer. The boys felt grateful for the treat and wanted to thank Homer for the kind gesture.

"Hey Dad, thanks for taking us to get ice cream. That was really cool of you," Bart said, grinning at his dad in the front passenger seat.
Homer turned around to face the boys, his round face flushed from the heat of the day. "No problem, boys. I always like to treat my kiddo and his friend to a little something sweet," he said, chuckling.
Milhouse smiled shyly from his seat beside Bart, feeling lucky to have such a generous friend. "Yeah, thanks, Mr. Simpson. That was really nice of you," he said.

Homer grinned broadly, his face breaking into a wide smile that highlighted his double chin. "Ah, it was nothing, Milhouse. I always like to spread a little joy around wherever I go," he said, patting his large belly.

As they pulled up to the Simpson's house, Homer turned to Milhouse again. "Hey, why don't you come over again tomorrow? Maybe we can have another little adventure together," he suggested.
Sure thing, Mr. Simpson. I'll see you soon," Milhouse said, as he got out of the taxi and waved goodbye to Homer.
Bart hugged his dad tightly, feeling the warmth of his large body against his own. He thanked Homer again for the fun day they had, despite the challenges of his weight.

Homer chuckled, his belly jiggling with the movement. "Anytime, son. I'm always up for a good time with you."

Bart smiled and made his way to his bedroom, feeling tired after a long day of adventures with his dad and Milhouse. As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't help but think how lucky he was to have a dad like Homer, who always made time for him and never let his weight hold him back.

Meanwhile, Homer made his way to the living room couch, feeling the strain on his body from the day's activities. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, feeling grateful for his family and the love they shared.

The End.