High school jock weight gain

Part 1

My name is Jack, I am 145 pounds, 5,11 in height, and have medium length dark brown hair. I am on the cross country team and am currently our best runner. My best friends are Connor, Jacob, Shi, and Edward-Ed for short. I have always been know for my muscle mass and having a good looking fit body. 

It's the first day of school and I'm very excited to see my friends again. I have cross country practice too after school and will be able to catch up with other friends that I haven't talked to for a while. I get up out of bed and head to the kitchen for breakfast. This morning is an unusual morning because I am extremely hungry, which is weird because usually, I eat a huge diner before going to be. I grab some food out of the cupboards, a box of cereal, a box of fruit rollups, and a gallon of chocolate milk. I eat all of it. it hurts as I keep stuffing my bloated gut full of unhealthy fattening food, But I am so hungry. Now that I've eaten all of that food I have become really thirsty as well. I grab the gallon of chocolate milk and start drinking from it, But I don't stop. I chug and chug until there is no milk left in the container. I put the jug back down on the table as I give myself a few belly rubs. Man, I am extremely stuffed. I don't know what has gotten into me. I walk upstairs to look in the mirror and see that I have completely bloated through my abs. I put a shirt on over my belly and see the outline of a dome peaking through the shirt. Wow, this is going to be so embarrassing when everyone at school sees me like this. Hopefully the bloating will go down by the end of the day. I hop in my car and drive to school. Immediately my friend Edward comes up to me to ask about my summer, I call him Ed.  I answer with the usual, dieting and working out every day to maintain my muscular appearance. Ed looks down at my bloated belly "had a few cheat days it looks like". "No" I answer, I was just really hungry and had a huge breakfast. "Anyways, we should get to class," I say. I get through my first three classes and by the end of my third, my stomach growls uncontrollably. All I can think about is lunch right now. The belly rings and I rush down to the lunchroom. I scan my card and typed in double lunch. Usually, I don't get double lunch but I'm feeling ravenous. At least my bloated belly went away I think to myself. For lunch, I have two of everything, Hamburgers, chocolate milk, mashed potatoes, bowl of chili, two pieces of cake, and two slices of brownie. I sit down by my friends from the cross country team. I sit with three people, Ed, Shi, Jacob, and Connor. They all look at the mountain of food on my plate as I sit down. "coach would not be happy if he saw that you were eating all of that junk" Shi said. "Not even that but you have double lunch, will you even be able to fit that in your tight belly". I felt ashamed but knew they were just kidding around. I catch up with my friends as I eat. About halfway through my lunch, I start to feel a lot of pain from the food packed inside of me stretching me to my limits. I keep eating though because I am still so hungry. Once I finish Ed lifts up my shirt to see that once again my abs have disappeared under all of the food. Instead, I just see a swollen red gut looking like it's about to burst. All of my friends look impressed. "I could never eat that much," says Jacob and Connor at the same time. I feel ashamed at how much I ate but I still seem to be hungry. I get on with the rest of my classes and enter the gym for cross country practice after school. The coach is quick to criticize me on my size. I stand by my friends, Ed, Shi, Jacob, and Connor. We listen as the coach lists off instructions for today's workout. Today is just going to be an easy 3 mile tempo run. I dread the thought of having to run 3 miles with this bloated belly. After coach welcomes the new runners to the team we head outside to stretch. I finish streatching and start the biggining of my run with my friends. We usually run together for practices. Unfortunately we can't run with Shi during meets because she is a girl. Imediately I start to feel the effects of running with my stuffed stomach. Around the half mile mark I tell my friends to go ahead without me. They were very understanding since they saw me eat my huge lunch. I slow down to a slower pace and see the new runners start to pass me up. This is so embarrassing since I used to be the fastest runner on the team. I finish the three mile run and hop in my car. I think to myself about how painful that run was. They are never usually that hard for me. Watever ill be fine tomorrow and Ill be back to my old self. I do start to feel hungry again though and head over to the icecream shop at the edge of town. I get a large sunday and inhale it as if I hadn't eaten all day. I wonder if I'm just going through a growth spurt because it isn't like me to eat this much in a day. I pass it off though because it was only one day and I have nothing to worry about because tomorrow I will be back to my old self. Then I get a text from Shi. "Hi Jack, I was just wondering what was going on. Your not acting like yourself and if you keep eating like you did today you are on your road to obesity". I ignore the text and delete it. I just go home and sit in bed with a bag of chips. I decide it will be a good idea to weigh myself on the scale. It reads 150 pounds. No way I am 150, just yesterday I was 145. Guess I really should look at what I am eating. But first I'm going to finish this bag of chips.