Percy moaned as the sunlight filtered through the windows of cabin number three at Camp Half Blood. It was a Saturday so their was no big rush to get out of bed. He laid there for a while letting the sun wash over his body. Finally with a great groan Percy heaved himself from bed. He had recently taken to just sleeping in his powder blue boxers which he now roughly scratched his junk through before scratching his rear. Was it his imagination, or was there a bit of a jiggle back there? Percy shook it off and started to get dressed. Percy pulled his blue jeans up, but he struggled a little to get them around his butt. "I have a little more junk in the trunk than I used to" thought Percy as he finally got his tight jeans buttoned. Next Percy pulled his orange camp half blood shirt over his. The size medium was a lot tighter and more form fitting than it used to be. Percy turned to look at himself in the mirror, his huge thighs were squeezed like sausages into his jeans and his slightly flabby chest filled out his shirt. The biggest difference in Percy though was his belly which was bulging out over his waistband.
Does Percy thinks it's new Muscle or Does he Know he is getting fat?
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