They arrived breathless at their respective classrooms just as the bell rang. They were on time!
And so began what was, for the most part, just another mediocre day at shool. Homework was checked, lessons were taught (though not necessarily learned by everyone concerned) and more homework was assigned. Tim had a number of oppoprtunities to demonstrate that he was one of the smarter students, and most of the his classmates ignored it. It was, after all, only Tim.
The only real difference between this day and any other besides the tightness of his shorts was that between each class Tim had to go to the toilet to pee.
Lunch time was spent alone - a quick consumption of food from the cafeteria (complete with glares from some of the weight-conscious girls) then off to the library, stopping at the toilet on the way.
At the end of the day, he met Janet as usual by the gate, and they walked home together. With Tim's mother at work until late each day, Tim spent the afternoons at Janet's home. They would do their homework together and then go outside and throw a ball around or climb Janet's favorite tree.
Today, Tim went to the toilet as soon as they arrived, and took the opportunity to look at the shorts that were now starting to dig into his belly. He undid the button to release the pressure, and relied on the zipper to keep his modesty in check. Then went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he was done he paused in front of the mirror. Lifting his shirt up, his belly did seem a little swollen, something he had never before experienced. Gaining weight for him only happened when he had a growth spurt, and he had always been quite thin. He was a little jealous of heavier people, from the muscular jocks to the fat kids at school. At least they were not stick thin.
And now his belly was swollen - not a lot, but enough to fill his shorts. He did not know whether he should be excited or scared, but he felt a little of both.
He let his shirt hang down untucked, and decided that his belly looked no different under the uniform.
Tim joined Janet in the study, the room her parents had set aside for the desks and the bookcases. With Janet being an only child for the time being, they had always had a room spare for this. They set about doing their homwork, the quiet only punctuated by them discussing how part of the work should be done.
Half an hour into their work, Janet's mother brought in a snack. How do you argue about milk and cookies?
Janet's mother, a small blonde woman not much taller than Tim, currently wore blue denim maternity bib overalls over a white t-shirt. Not for the first time Tim looked at her belly and wished that he could look like that. This time, however, he looked down at his own swollen belly and thought to it, Let's see YOU do that. He knew it would not happen, but it would be nice to be large and heavy like Janet's mother.
When their homework was done, they went outside and climbed the tree. It was large and broad-boughed enough to hold the tree-house, little more than a platform with walls, ceiling and a small verandah. Janet's father had built it when the children and the tree were much younger, and the tree had grown around the house nicely. There was no ladder or steps up, as Janet preferred to climb up the hard way, and Tim had never had any trouble traversing the branches up to the tree-house.
Today was a little different, though. He found it harder to bend at the waist, which made swinging his leg over a couple of the branches a challenge. When he reached the top Janet was already seated on a chair on the small verandah. The tree-house was equipped with many boyish toys for when they were up there, and right now Janet was flinging a yo-yo over the rail of the verandah.
"You took your time," she teased.
Tim grinned sheepishly. "A couple of the branches seemed harder than usual."
Janet looked a little concerned. "You slept in this morning, and now you have trouble climbing trees. Are you sure that you're okay?"
Tim's mind raced. Should she tell her how he had been feeling today, or just brush it off?
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