Technically, both. You didn’t really know Dan when he was thin. You had a literature 101 course together in the first semester of your freshman year of college but other than passing in the hall or randomly being seated near him in a lecture, you didn’t have any interaction with him.
What intrigued you about him though, was how he changed over time. By the end of the first semester, he’d put on “the freshman 15”. You weren’t sure at first, but he looked like he might have packed on a little holiday weight when you returned for lit 201. There was no question in your mind, though, that by the end of the second semester, that his t-shirts were showing more of a belly bulge.
When you found yourself in a history course with him the first semester of sophomore year, he was much bigger than the first time you’d laid eyes on him. He didn’t seem to care much, as he continued to wear t-shirts that stretched across his chest and occasionally rode up on his belly.
“How did he do it?” You wondered to yourself as you stared at his torso during class.
This wasn’t just a curiosity for you. You really wanted to know how he had done it. Since high school, you had envied girls with big boobs, even when it came with a side of belly fat. You, though, were thin and only modestly endowed and this seemed unlikely to change. And yet, you thought, this guy had become kind of a blimp in the span of a year! He’d even grown moobs that were the size of your breasts, if not bigger!
And it was at that moment, he caught you staring at his moobs during a lecture. He blushed slightly and then smiled. You were mortified and looked away. The guy had caught you staring at him as you wondered how he’d grown bigger breasts in a year than you had in a lifetime!
Fortunately, he was unaware of your thoughts and approached you after class to see if you’d like to study together. You agreed, almost exclusively out of embarrassment, and you became study buddies.
As time went by you came to like him. He wasn’t the smartest guy, but he was polite and sweet. By the end of the semester, you had begun to date and were saddened that you’d be apart over the holidays.
Throughout this time, he’d continued to put on weight. If there had been any question whose chest was bigger, it was laid to rest when you returned for the second semester. He was gapping the buttons on his shirt and looked like he’d gained another 10 pounds during the break.
One day, the two of you were walking back from the library when a frat boy approached you and asked if you’d like to join him at a party that night.
Dan sighed sadly, but you replied that you were with your boyfriend and grabbed Dan’s arm.
“That tub of lard?” Frat boy asked in disbelief. “You’re kidding, right?”
“Certainly not.” You said angrily. “Get lost.”
Frat boy laughed and walked away. While he had been the rudest, he wasn’t the only one to question your relationship with Dan. Physically, you were an odd pairing with your slim physique and Dan’s rotund shape. Your girlfriends made little comments and even tried at times to set you up with other guys.
When you got back to your apartment, Dan sighed again.
“Why are you with me?” He asked. “Do you have some kind of thing for fat guys?”
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