Tubby Toby

Part 2 - The Project

Toby unlocked the door to his dorm room, the smell of cheap fast-food instantly flooding his nostrils. He had about 10 minutes until Ronnie would get here. 10 minutes for him to clean everything. On an initial inspection of his dorm, there must have been empty cans and Chinese boxes on every space of his coffee table, with some even on the floor. No wonder his clothes were more snug as of late. Even so, he was in total denial, blaming it on the dorm dryers, after all, his clothes fit before he moved in. Right?

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After a while, the room was clean. Excluding the other rooms like his bedroom, which he knew for 100% was still full of empty food containers and drinks, but she wouldn't need to go in there. He must admit, it was nice seeing the living room so tidy. It wouldn't stay like it, though. He was disturbed from his thoughts by the sound of knocking. Ronnie. That was quick.

As he stood infront of the door, he remembered the state of his own figure. He had been so engulfed in tidying the room, he forgot about his tight shirt and trousers. What's more is that the cleaning process made him rather sweaty. Crap. He shouldn't make her wait more, though. With that, he opened the door, revealing a petite 5'3 Ronnie with a sweet smile, "Sorry for being a bit late, I got lost.."

"No, no, you're right on time.." Toby was instantly drawn to her outfit. She was wearing a tight pink tank top, but snug in all the right places, clinging to her ample breasts, revealing a noticeable amount of cleavage, causing Toby to pry his eyes away from it, leaving his face a flush of red. She must have been around 120lbs, making Toby quite literally twice her size.

Ronnie was luckily the first to break the silence, "Have you ordered food?" She smiled, "I'm hungry." She walked in, putting her bag neatly in the corner.

Toby bit his lip, he had failed to camouflage the smell, "Ummm.. No, I haven't. But we can if you.. Want?" Toby instantly regretted those words. Just what he didn't need, a reason to pig out in-front of Ronnie when he should be focusing on losing weight, "I'm not so hungry, though." However, with that, his stomach betrayed him, as a loud rumble declared his empty stomach

Ronnie giggled, "Sounds like your stomach disagrees." She patted his stomach in a friendly manner, "We shouldn't study on an empty stomach, right, Toby?"

"Umm.. Yeah, course, I know about that." He laughed, scratching the top of his head, causing his shirt to ride up just below his belly button without his knowledge.

Ronnie smiled at his obliviousness, "I'll order pizza." She got her phone out and began scrolling through the pizzas.

"I'm just going to change out of these clothes..." He smiled, "-Into something more comfortable." He scratched the bottom of his stomach.

"A bit small?" She smiled, looking down at his revealed midsection, her eyes absent of judgement.

Toby looked down, his face turning a shade of red, realising how much skin is on show for her to judge and ridicule. "Only a little.. The laundry room here shrunk them." He tugged down on the shirt.

"Really? I haven't heard any complaints before?" She tilted her head. Those words only made him more insecure. He couldn't have put on weight in such a small amount of time, at least not a noticeable amount, "Anywho, you change into something more comfortable whilst I order the pizzas."

Those words echoed in his head. 'Pizzas. Plural.' He nodded, "I'll be quick." He quickly walked into his room, stepping over the empty pizza boxes, rummaging through his wardrobe, looking for a t-shirt big enough to conceal his 230lbs frame. Picking out a top big enough seemed like an impossible task, as his main feature, his stomach always pressed up against the stretched fabric, revealing the pit of his belly button. Finally, he found a t-shirt roomy enough to conceal his swollen frame, and he came back out to greet Ronnie.