standing at the locker door is chaz.
chaz was your typical all-american quarterback.
200 pounds of solid muscle. midwestern
corn-fed stock. he now stands infront
of me looking like he's nine months pregnant.
he tries to cover his belly.... but he can't. it's
just too big.
"i don't know what happen?"..... but i felt
something touch my belly button.... the
next thing i felt dizzy and i woke up like this.
god what am i gonna do?
easily 300 pounds of bloated belly... chaz
snaps out of his shock to notice that both
chris and i are in the same boat.
we all can't stop looking at each other's
bellies. they're just so huge.
almost memorized.... i focus on chris's
bellybutton..... it's like a perfect round
hole.... so perfect and soft. we're all
staring at each others bellies... until
we are snapped out of it by the sounds of
moans coming from the back of the locker
room
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