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Of course John had heard about relationship weight, but that was for married couples or people in long term relationships wasn’t it? Sure, he and Morgana had started officially dating for maybe a week, but they’d seen each other increasingly frequently since that night in the bar. In fact, now that he thought about it he wasn’t sure when the last time he’d had dinner without her was since they met. Strange, that couldn’t be right though.
“Probably just tired.” John mumbled to himself and went back to what he’d been doing before.
Which was less than enjoyable for him as it involved trying to fasten his pants. Try as he might, the flaps just wouldn’t close. He stopped with a huff and looked at himself in the mirror. A whopping 15lbs had crept onto him in the last month, his figure softening to a doughier 180lbs. His previously lean and trim waist had a softness to it that hadn’t been there before, the telltale signs of love handles starting to show as well. He could swear there was an expanding of his thighs as well and it seemed like his pants were also getting snugger in the seat.
Odd…his shoulders didn’t seem quite as broad…almost as if…
“Let’s go, sweetie. We don’t want to be late to dinner.” Morgana said as she swooped in behind him, planting a hand on both his crotch and his softer middle.
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