Liam was in his luxurious hotel room getting ready for a film premier. After getting out of the shower, he examined his strong stubbled jawline in the bathroom mirror, before drying off his muscular, toned body. After styling his short brown hair into a dapper french crop, he returned to the bedroom to dress.
He pulled on a slim fitting grey suit, the pants hugging tight to his toned ass, crisp freshly ironed white shirt, well fitted enough that his pecs showed (along with his nipples in the somewhat cold weather), and a black tie, complemented with black leather belt, and highly polished leather shoes.
Looking at himself up and down in the mirror, the handsome 25 year old Aussie smiled at his appearance.
Suddenly, the hotel room phone rang. Thinking it odd that he wasn't expecting any calls, the actor's brow furrowed as he picked it up.
"Hello"
"This is the front desk, your extra wide car will be for you in half an hour, Mr. Chubsworth."
"Uhhh... thankyou?" he replied confused. Liam hung up the phone. He was expecting a car, but that was probably was a prank call. "Heh... chubsworth. Thats new" he scoffed.
Then he noticed something that confused him in the mirror. Standing from the side, he saw that his once flat defined abs, were now distending into a small, paunchy gut in his shirt.
"What the..." he said, stroking the strange belly that suddenly appeared. He turned to look at his behind. His butt was plumper too, filling out his tight slacks more. More confused, as he folded his suit jacket over the belly, Liam picked up his water glass and took a drink as he walked to the scales in the bathroom.
Stepping onto the scales, Liam let out a deep belch.
"Woah... 'scuse me" he said to himself. He then looked down at the scales, leaning forward a bit more then usual to see past his new belly. At 6 foot 3, Liam was tall, and usually weighed 196 pounds of toned muscle.
"211?" he said, surprised. "It can't be that much..."
He looked up in the mirror. Somehow he had gained a bit more just in that moment. His modest gut was now quite noticeable, his pecs looked softer in his shirt, his neck was thicker, even looking a bit chubbier in the face.
"Okay... maybe i shouldn't have had that second piece of pie at dinner"
Then as if remembering something he'd known forever.
"Who am I kidding, I love pie" he said, chuckling to himself. "Apple pie, banoffee pie, chicken pie, steak pie... ohh pizza pie"
A gurgle came from Liam's belly, all the thinking about food made him a bit hungry.
Just then, a knock came at the door.
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