Now Lance is alone in his room, waiting for his mom to come upstairs. He has a big mirror on his wall, and is standing in front of it. He is looking to his vast body, as it had become. His belly was an enormous plump of fat smashed together, sticking forwards a few feet. It hung down on the front, a few inches below his crotch. On top of that gut, two moobs are laying, at least cup C. His massive lovehandles continues all the way to his back. But one of the most impressive parts was his butt: two huge sacks of fat hanging beyond him and were shaking with even the smallest movement. Lance turns around and checks it all out. Because his mom told him so (and with no great brain), he really think he's weighing too less. And with that spirit he will even eat more than he did before.
A few minutes later, Lance is already playing games. When his mother comes in, she sees him laying on his massive stomach.
"Juicy…", she says.
"Mom! Don't call me like that!"
"Sorry honey. What I'm trying to say, is that you need a bath. It's been a while since you last have been washed. So come with me to the airport bathroom. And I promise you, once you're laying on your bed again, you don't have to walk the next day's."
"Don't need to walk?... But I have to go to the toilet, don't I?"
"I know, sweety. I have a solution for that", she says with a wink.
"Okay, I'll come. But can you help me standing up? It's just hard to do."
Lance's mother smiles. "Of course, sweetheart!" But she's not only smiling because Lance is now almost too fat to get up by itself. No, it's also because she secretly had the bath renovated, so that it has become wide enough to fit her fat son in.
Lance stepped into the bathtub, with a lot puffing. Now he sits, his mom turns on the tap. In a couple of minutes, the tub is filled with water. Lance's mother grabs a big wooden brush, and begins to scrub Lance's back. And Lance? Well, he's not leaving this time spent, and is eating one of the many cakes his mom brought him. Once his mother is done finishing his back, she continues to his stomach. First she scrubs the top of his moobs, and then washes beneath each moob, where a lot of sticky chocolate and sugar had gathered. After that, she scrubs the rest of Lance's belly. And lastly he had to stand up, so his mom could wash his beneath.
Now Lance is clean, he steps outside of the tub, and his mom brings him a enormous towel. It was so big, it looked like a tent cover! Lance dries himself, and then goes to the toilet. After that, his mother helped him with getting to his room, where he almost crashed down on bed.
And after playing video games and stuffing his big mouth for an hour, Lance called out for his mom: "Mom! Mom!"
His mother replied: "What's going on? Do you have to use the bathroom?"
"Yes! And you promised me that I didn't have to get from bed, so that I don't move too much."
"I know what I promised you. I've got the solution right here!" Then Lance's mom came into his room with a box filled with huge diapers. Lance watched it with his eyes opened in amazement. She hold one up: "This should fix the unnecessary movement of going to the toilet."
"That's perfect mom!" Lance shouted out. "But do they fit me? They look a bit small."
"Well, then let's try them, they're different sizes each. Let's see if this pair might fit."
But soon they realised that the diapers weren't gonna fit. Lance couldn't get them above his massive, fat-covered ass. Also the next two failed.
"Hm, let's just go with the biggest ones then."
Lance pulled them up and barely over his butt.
"They are a bit tight, mom", said Lance. "The next ones should be bigger. You sure that I'm not too old for this?"
"No, I just got them the wrong size, that's all. Soon I'll be bringing you pairs that fit you. So, for now, I'm gonna get you more food, because you know, you gotta grow."
When are we going next?