Brady knew that it was nice to be muscular, but going tho the gym didn't feel right, he stood in front of the mirror shirtless turning around and squeezing his new fat here and there. Maybe, he thought to himself, if I keep my arms muscular, stop shaving, and fill out the gut... he studied himself some more. But, Brady had already decided what was next, he skipped the fridge and headed to the gym.
After hitting the gym, Brady felt pretty good,with all the benchpress his arms were nice and tight. It was time to begin expanding his protruding belly. So he sprinted across the campus to the buffet.
At the buffet he figures he needs his stomach to change fast, so he raids the desserts shoving loads of icing and poundcake into his mouth all at one.
Brady didn't stop eating until he was in pain. He rubbed his tomach which was tight under his shirt. His stomach was very firm, his pants were very tight as well squeezing his lower-body. His waistline had grown significantly and started to tear his pants and shirt. Hefelt soooo full, he knew he should probably get home... "Hey there baby, why don't I know you?" a slim-figured girl asked. She walked up toward him, she was amazing. Her breasts dad to at least be Cs that were barely covered by a tight-fitting tank top that matched her sandals and pants that barely came halfway down her thighs. Her bright red hair gliistened as she leaned over him, her light-blue eyes gazing into his as she ran her hand over his bloated stomach. "I'm dont usaually eat this much I-" but she put her finger over his mouth to silence him. "I love a man with a big belly" she said while sliding herself into his lap. "Oh... well I plan to eat more, I-" she cut him off once again placing one finger over his mouth and writing a series of numbers on his bulging stomach where it had peeked out from under his shirt. "Call me later, maybe we can catch another bite to eat, I hope you have an appetite big guy." Then she strutted away not even glancing back at him, he had gotten quite excited, so he sat down for a minutes to get his mind off... certain things. Brady was dazed, but he knew what he wanted next, to grow some more... or at least he HAD to so he could see her again
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