Gainers Paradise

Showing off: Part 7

POV Owen:

I was lightheaded, my pants were about to burst a button, and my stomach was unmovable...but I was in heaven. The feeling of being stuffed to capacity and knowing that Raina was too was something I hadn't known I had been craving my whole life. In the last hour I consumed enough food for 5 people, which I figured totaled to a little over 7,000 calories. Wow.

"Babe dont you have to see your friend soon?" Fuck- I was meeting Jeremy for lunch and vollyball this morning. Would he notice how bloated I am? I literally felt like a balloon and none of my clothes fit.

"Yeah...Also do you mind if we go clothes shopping later?"

"Yes please, I've been wanting to spice up my wardrobe." I was relieved she didn't mention if it was because of my recent weight gain, but I knew she was thinking it. I wasn't sure how into me getting bigger she was- indulging was one thing, but I didn't want her to stop finding me attractive.

I decided on my swim trunks with an elastic waist. They had always been a bit loose so I never wore them, but they finally came in handy. My belly still managed to stretch them to capacity though, but not quite spilling over. I tried pulling them up over the pot belly, but they didint fit. I looked in the mirror, you could clearly see I had gotten chubby through my thin T-shirt. The subtle outline of my belly button and my mini love handles were sure to catch Jeremys attention- I had to change. I layered a flannel on top to conceal the pounds, but I couldn't get away with this for much longer.

When I arrived, Jeremy surprisingly didn't say anything about my body, thank god, because I wouldnt of know how to explain that I sort of liked it. We were on the beach and everyone else in the group seemed to have their shirt off. I was panicking- there was no way I was gonna get away with it if I let my flab just hang out, especially since I had just stuffed myself and was acually incapable of sucking it in.

"Bro, its hot as fuck, what are you doing with a fucking flannel out here?" Oh no Oh no. I had to just bite the bullet, he was gonna find out someday. I took it off and immediately felt exposed...but I hate to admit that all the eyes seeing how pudgy I've become was sort of a turn on. I could feel people looking me up and down, debating whether to make a comment. Even though I was scared they would think I was a total pig, I was proud- I wanted them to say it to my fat face. Out of nowhere, my other friend walked up to me and slapped my belly. I was shocked.

"Yo, O, whose the baby daddy?" Everyone was laughing, so I played along, but I wished Raina were here to witness her boyfriend get publicly fat shamed. The rest of the game I let my gut hang out, not making any effort to suck it in while I jumped for the ball. Everytime it jiggled I got more excited, but I made sure not to show it.

I was also beginning to notice how quickly I got out of breath now, even a week without exercise had made me weak. I got winded every step and even had to take a few breaks. I would have normally been able to do this with ease, but now I was struggling to stand up straight after 10 minutes of Volleyball. When we finally finished I was read as a beat and chugged some beer to rehydrate on the sand. What I was really looking forward to was the lunch we were about to have, I was ravenous. My stomach had gone down a bit from all the running around, and I definitely had more room. We ordered a few pizzas and chicken wings, and I couldn't control myself. Everyone else took a piece or two, I'm not entirely sure how much I ate, but It was at least 6 slices and 4 wings. I tried to pace myself but it was impossible...It was so good. I wasn't even embarrassed by the tomato sauce stains on my swim trunks.