*BRRAAAAAAAAP!* David was back on the couch. Over the past week, he hadn't even bothered to go to the gym, and hadn't gone out to get laid once, by any of his bitches - a record lapse for both.
After belching, he tossed aside the empty carton of half and half. Over the past week, he switched his skim milk for whole milk, then from whole milk to half and half, loving how each one was richer and creamier than the one before. The carton landed on the floor, surrounded by crumpled, greasy bags from McDonald's, Burger King, Taco Bell... empty ice cream cartons... empty family size chip bags... Chinese carryout containers... beer bottles and cans... and empty pizza boxes stacked on top of each other.
David scowled. He realized that he used the half and half to wash down the last of the dozen doughnuts in the box he'd brought to the couch with him. He used his fingers to pick off the larger crumbs or licking up the thick, vanilla cream inside the doughnuts that squirted out and onto his chest as he shoved the doughnuts into his mouth. He greedily sucked the remaining cream off his finger, his tongue swirling around to make sure he got it all... and while he did, his dick started to grow hard in his gym shorts. Weird, he thought. Why would I get boned now? His erection reminded him that he hadn't even thought of his main girl, Sarah, the girl at the dive bar, Alexia, or his secret girlfriend at the mall, Emily, in days.
David's habits weren't the only thing that changed over the past week. His gym shorts were stretching a little more than they were before, and it wasn't just because of his boner. He'd been eating thousands of excess calories a day; he didn't realize it, but all the eating and no gym, he put on 10 pounds in a week alone. His formerly flat stomach now rounded out in a slightly hairy roll of pudge above the waistband; his meaty pecs looked every so slightly softer; he was losing his chiseled cut in his arms; his bubble butt was a little rounder and just starting to sag.
Just then, David heard an urgent knocking on the door. It startled him; he jumped a bit. *BRRP!* Moving around all the food stuffed in his fattening gut caused him to belch again.
"David! Are you in there??"
David recognized the voice. It was his best fratmate, Devin. Devin was his equally muscled and sexy gym partner and best wingman, since he was at least as big of a womanizer as David.
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