Wearing a Slob Shirt(on-going Series)

Chapter 1: Picking Out The Shirt

About to make the biggest decision of my life...To become a fat gay slob. It's soooooo forbidden to be a fat gay hypermasculine slob these days, they used to be everywhere. I'm not talking about the bears or chubs, I'm talking about the Slobs. Infiltrating their community is a one-way street of pleasure and piggiery.

First, I have to dress the part in order to get into their circles, a thrift store nearby? Perfect, I found a white undershirt in the back of the clearance section and went into the changing room to try it on and then I saw it, a real slob's old undershirt. It was beautifully slobbified and clearly swapped out for an even slobbier undershirt. A shirt 5 times bigger than me, covered in ginger curly chesthairs and yellow stains all over it that were most definitely cum stains...or nacho cheese sauce. I put it on and there were no price tags, only a $100,000 money envelope safety pinned to the corner and a coupon book full of greasy, fast-food coupons.

I walked out the store dressed like a slob for the first time. It's like I deserve treat myself like a slob, receiving this much cash all at once and a coupon book for all of these manly indulgent places, I was on a time crunch now and had to grab a bite to eat. The shirt's smell and grime kept changing as I walked, ugh, I smell like roasted onions and a football player's lucky jock strap. It makes me so aroused and I need to be a fat gay slob so badly.

I went to a gay friendly liquor store in my slob shirt, the cashier gets hard as I put a phallic 2 liter bottle of rainbow-colored soda to my slob cock sucking lips and belch out a pride anthem. Then I ask him how many urrrrp loads you bust today, my nipples are hanging out from underneath my slob shirt as I reach in between my asscrack, I had to shove all the money up my ass and place the coupon book at my crotch and purchase my first Slob Sized Soda Novelty jug [lifetime of free refills] and then head to the soda machine to stand there all day and chug all 900 flavors belching up a storm, the sodas spill out and make the slob shirt look extra colorful like tie dye. My belly is the size of a beach ball now as I go out the store, a belly-proud gay fat masc slob. A 5'oclock shadow appears on my face, extra hair growth, a side effect of the soda's androgen enhancing slob syrup.