Brad stood there for a moment, wondering what to do next, he still felt very hungry, and he certainly didnt feel like joining Randy at the gym. He searched through the cupboards again, looking for something to eat, but to his dissappointment there was nothing left worth eating, he would have to go out and buy something to satisfy his hunger.
Brad looked down at his buling belly again, and decided it would be best to wear a jacket in case anyone saw him, he grabbed one of a chair nearby and pulled it on, darting out of the apartment. Brad walked down the high street looking for something that interested him. Using up most of his money, Brad bought several bags of chips, chocolate and candy bars, burgers and hot dogs, and rushed back to his apartment. Brad tore open the chips and began pulling them out of the bag and shoving them into his mouth, in a few minutes he had finished the first bag of chips.
"Damn...still hungry..." Brad muttered, he prepared the burgers and hot dogs he had bought and decided to use all of them, after putting them in the stove he decided to finish another bag of chips while he was waiting. Brad got a little carried away, and by the time he realised it, he had eaten another three jumbo bags of chips. Brads hand went to his stomach, it was back to the level of bloating he had gotten last night, his abs had vanished. And his pants were very tight, his belly was bulging over the top, his shirt had ridden up as his belly expanded outwards, exposing a large section of her newly fattened gut along with his belly button.
Brad couldnt believe what was happening to his body, but he couldnt stop thinking about eating, and suddenly he realised his burgers and hot dogs were done. He quickly forgot about any worries he had about his figure, and pulled them out of the oven, quickly putting them into buns and buns and piling them onto a plate. Brad sat down on the couch and began to dig in to his prepared food, he had never eaten so quickly in his life, as he crammed hot dog after hot dog into his mouth. After finishing every hot dog he had made, Brad let out an enormously loud 'BERP!', his belly, now sticking out further, was really digging into his pants, which had amazingly stayed buttoned up.
As if on cue, Brads bloated gut exploded out of his pants, the top button burst open and his flies unzipped themselves. Brad slapped his fat gut, he couldnt even see where his pants had bust open, but it had felt good to be freed of the constraining pants. Brad rubbed his belly, amazed at how big he had gotten, he would never have done this normally, but he felt so good to be taking a break from his fitness routine, and it was only one day. He'd be able to lose this gut easy, he told himself. Brads shirt was practically useless now, he pulled it off over his head and threw it aside.
Feeling the urge again, Brad reached for a burger, he had prepared only ten, and chomped into them greedily, if it was possible, his pants seemed to be being pushed even further down, after cramming the sixth burger into his mouth, Brad reached down and pulled off his pants, leaving him sitting on the couch in his tight white calvins once again. For the second day in a row, Brad felt like an absolute pig, but decided to finish the burgers. After eating the final four, Brad belched again. He could barely move, his big bloated belly sticking out in front of him, Brad couldnt stop looking at it, he was glad only his belly was growing, as he thought it looked pretty nice, and wouldnt want to lose the rest of his great figure. Brad finally managed to pull himself off the sofa, when there was a knock at the door...
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