Worth the weight.

chapter 1

He had finally done it.
He had created a time machine. Where should he go first what should he go first. Anything and everything is possible. Plus he has all the time he could ask for. Actually he should probably go down stairs. Its been ages since hes spent anytime with his girlfriend. All alone, sitting on their couch. What's if shes started losing interest? What if thing dont work out? What if things already arent working out? Wait. Why is he worrying? All these anxieties that have been building for weeks. Could be gone with the press of a button (well, several buttons and the turn of a couple dials). Lets see, a couple weeks? Does he think its that close to ending? Its to see if theyre getting on well. Not to see theyre about to crumble. 2 years, thats a good amount to see if theyre doing well. He dialed it in and sent himself forward. He was still in his office. But it was different. Different tools were on his desk. He had gotten the cutting mat replaced at some point. Are those new pliers (whyd he need to get new pliers?)? It was all slightly different. He turned on the computer to see the time and it was two year. He went downstairs into the kitchen and there she was. She had just made some milky tea. She seemed to be wearing her hair straight. Like usual she wasnt in her makeup. She seemed to look a little older. In a strange way though. She was happy enough to see him though. And she seemed normal enough. Her style hadnt really changed. Jeans, open loose flannel, singlet. Though the singlet sat sort of weird. It looked tighter around her- Thats what it was up. She had gotten a little fat. Not much. But after he realised it was pretty much all he could think about. And all he could see. Hugging her, it was no longer bone and small amounts of muscles he felt. But the soft gave a little as he pressed against her. When she talked he looked as her face was a little fuller than what hes used to. She took big sips from her mug and even got up to grab another. "I thought you just had one though?" he said trying to be subtle "ah but you see that was my third so dont worry. I only have one more to go before I'll be heading to bed." It seems that future him is more worried about her staying up too late making and drinking all that tea before heading to bed. (he now thinks about making sure hes not that complacent when the time comes). Watching her get ready for a shower confirmed what he learnt. She had gotten a little flabby. A sort of flat but
thicker and more jiggly stomach. Her butt maybe a little bigger. Her arms a little flabby. She got in the shower. And he went back to his time machine. Just a little incouragement and she could stay the same.