Ken had arrived first at the coffee shop and was quite eager to meet the big gainer chub with the handle of BiggerFatterBetter, or Jason as a muggle name. The fall air was crisp and sun felt nice.
After a few minutes of waiting Ken spotted a big guy making his way towards the cafe. After a few seconds Ken realized that this fat guy was huge. As Ken watched he noticed that this fat guy was closer to 500 pounds instead of 400. He truly was Bigger and Fatter and this Better for Ken who felt himself get hard seeing each laboured step that caused everything on his body to shake and jiggle.
Soon the big man was standing a few feet a way and Ken knew it was his coffee date Jason. The man towered above Ken and was easily taller than 6' tall. His body was huge, wide and soft. The standing gut sagged down over his waist line and towards his knees and peaked out from under the grey shirt ever so slightly. The shirt was probably the size of a tent for Ken. He was wearing some cotton shorts that showcased just how thick his calves and thighs were getting. His head had little or no neck and was quite round, his shallow beard doing nothing to hide his double, no triple chins. The only thing that looked slim on this man was his hands, and they even looked like sausages.
"Ken..?" asked the hugely obese man catching his breath. Ken noticed sweat starting to show up on the shirt.
"Yeah, Jason..?" Ken asked still taking in the man before him.
"Yeah, sorry I'm late, had to find a parking spot," Jason answered," Had to do a bit of a walk here."
"No worries, you're here... And you're bigger than I expected," Ken said really eager to know the cause of Jason's huge gains in a short amount of time.
"Yeah, been packing it on lately," Jason said resting his hands on his gut," Really packing it on. Let's get some grub!"
Jason powered past Ken and into the coffee shop, his wide frame barely fitting through the door. Ken followed.
Jason made it up to the counter and said," Hey, give me the biggest frappuccino with homo milk, no skipping on the syrup, and a carrot cake, Nanaimo bar, banana bread, cupcake and a bran muffin. And you, Ken?"
"Oh, a green tea?" Ken said a bit off guard.
"Of course," Jason smiled. The cashier rang them up and Jason paid and went out to find a table. Most of the chairs looked like they would buckle under Jason's weight so they took the bench on the back wall and moved the table forward to fit Jason.
"I'm starving," Jason said once seated and spreading further now, his gut escaping the confines of the shirt further underneath the table," This gut gets hungry all the time. Can never keep it full for long."
So how have you been piling on so much weight in such a small time?" Ken asked cutting to the chase.
"It's because of.."
"Jason!" came the barista's call.
"Can you get that?" Jason asked with some sad eyes.
"Sure," Ken said and got up and grabbed the drinks and multiple snack items.
"Oh good," Jason said and took the banana bread and downed it in a single mouthful," Alright. The reason why I'm so big is that I'm on this new drug. A gainer's dream really. It's called Fattynal. It slows your metabolism down to a crawl. It sucks any and all calories out of whatever you eat and converts them to fat. And boy does it work!"
Jason said and slapped his gut causing it to jiggle and a few people in the cafe to look over.
"That fast?" Ken asked," You've gained like 100 pounds."
"Yeah, in two months," Jason says rubbing his gut with one hand and sucking down his drink with the other," Growing this fast is a dream come true and addictive. Everyday I wake up heavier, bigger and love it even more."
"How long does the drug last for?" Ken asked.
"As long as I want it to," Jason stated," and I'm no where ready to stop."
"So what do you want to do..?" Ken asked.
What does Jason want to do?