Chapter 1 - The run

Jamie ran daily. He enjoyed the exercise, the fresh air and seeing the nature along his route. He wasn't muscular but was still pretty fit nonetheless that is until one run when he briefly experienced a painful cramp in his stomach.

It only lasted a couple of seconds then stopped. Jamie thought that was it and continued running but as he continued on his body was slowly softening and eventually started to bounce a little. As the jiggle got more significant Jamie noticed his tiny gut but didn't think much about it.  He figured he was getting older and would just have to be a little more careful with what he ate going into the future and continued his run.

It wasn't untill the half way point he realised that something was wrong. He could feel his stomach jiggling more and more and his pecks had started to bounce as well. Looking down it was evident something was going on, what was a small gut minutes ago now arched out as though he'd been letting himself go over a few months. Luckaly for Jamie his running gear was stretchy and could handle his new puffyness but they wouldn't be so accommodating for much longer at thsi rate. He has to go home and figure out what was wrong before someone sees him pop out. The only problem he's as far from home as he could be with no short cuts or cut throughs at all. He would have to complete his route.

He continued to run his mine hyper focused on his growing waistline. As he ran on the jiggle spread to more of his body reaching his once tight butt. With about 3/4 of his route complete the weight was really starting to pile up. His thighs chaffed and his pase slowed down drastically. Jamie's belly sagged low out of his top which had ridden up to form a bra for his new moobs. If he wasn't so exhausted Jamie would have been freaking out by no. He must be at least double the man he once was and was starting to resemble one of those super fatties you see on TV, sweating and jiggling as they plod along.

When Jamie turned the corner onto his street his blubber had ripped free of top and his bottoms weren't far behind. Every step as he waddled along was tough and painful and then he heard the sound he was hoping to avoid. He bust out of his bottoms and underwear causing a dramatic tsunami of lard to wash over his thighs. He spead up as much as he could to get to his front door but it wasn't much faster than before. His folds of fat all slapped and rubbed together. Jamie felt so embarrassed as passers by looked at him with disgust as he closed in on his front door.

Throwing it open he pushed himself into the door frame to no avail, he was too big, Jamie panicked and tried once more without success eventually sucking in as much as he could and sliding his bulk in sideways. Finally his ballooning body was hidden from the disgusted looks of others. But he was still ballooning and it was becoming hard to stand and eventually Jamie had to sit down. His once lean body now packed tightly with fat.

Everything felt heavy and Jamie wondered how much longer this nightmare was going to last. It was another 10 minutes of ballooning before the pase began to slow and then after a further 2 minutes it stopped, just like that, leaving Jamie helplessly fat on the floor of his living room, no idea of what to do next...