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Michael had been stressed out due to his 5, 13 year old kids, Michael Jr, Liam, Bella, Patrick, and Mark. All the stress made him eat more and result in weight gain, he now only fits in a white tank top and boxers. He stared at his reflection with a grimace, a bulging belly, thick thighs, double chin. He walked into his mancave and shut the door, flopping down onto the couch and letting out a frustrated groan, he goes over to the fridge and gets a beer, popping it open and taking a long swig from it, sitting right back down and turning on the TV, and so it began. Michael just didn't care anymore, not even about the band, he just sat in his mancave, drinking beer and eating junk food whilst watching movies and soccer. His tank top got tighter and his belly stuck out from under it, his thighs and ass were squished to death by his boxers, he has a big double chin, saggy arms, he had gone too far. His wife, Jessica, was getting really tired of his behavior, she needed him to take care of her kids, she felt like a single mom. Jessica woke up to an empty bed again, she had had enough of this, she got up and went to his mancave, pounding on the door. "What?" He asked on the other side, "It's your wife, or have you forgotten about me?" She retorted and opened the door, shaking her head at the sight before her. Beer bottles, pizza boxes, chip bags, and soda cans littered the room, Michael sitting on the couch with his gaze locked on the screen. Long brown beard, greasy blonde hair, and burping like every minute. "This has gone way too far Michael!" She snapped, "Look at you! You've turned into a careless slob!" He turned to her whilst scratching his belly, an emotionless expression. "You've missed so much! You've missed every single one of Liam's soccer games, every single one of Bella's dance recitals, every single one of Mark's swim meets, and all of Michael's volleyball games! Have you forgotten that you have a family?! Is food and beer too important to be a father?!" She shouted, "I will not hesitate to fucking divorce you and leave, unless you clean your act and become a father!" Michael's eyes widened at her words. "No, no, Jess please don't leave!" He cried and stood ip, his round belly jiggling as he did. "I'll lose all the weight, clean all this up, cook, clean, anything, just please don't leave." He was sobbing at this point and fell back down on the couch, crying into his hands. "Michael, I won't leave you. Just first go shower and shave." She cooed and Michael nodded, walking to the bathroom and showering and shaving his beard, he looked at his reflection and cried more, he couldn't believe he let himself become almost 400 pounds. He went to his mancave and cleaned up everything, he was now determined to lose all the weight he had put on, he excerised as often as he could, he ate healthy, and it only took about a year for him to go's back to the weight he was when he first had the kids, 160. "Guys?" He smiled as he walked to the living room where his 5 children were. "I-I-I'm really sorry about what I did, I completely ignored you and didn't give 2 shits about any of you. And you're my kids, I was hoping we could make up for lost time." He smiled and the teenagers tackled him in a hug, all of them on a pile on the floor ad laughing. "We missed you dad." They all smiled, "I missed you guys too." He grinned and kissed each of them on the head, being the dad they deserve.
