Peter was doing great. He had finally stopped eating as much as he was and he hadn't been to McDonald's in a few weeks. He was even losing a little bit of weight. This also meant that Peter wasn't talking to Kevin. Peter decided to go to Kevin's house and let him know what happened.
Peter showed up to see Kevin on the couch. Kevin was looking very angry. "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN" Kevin cried. Peter explained that he was just trying to lose some weight and all of the food that Kevin was giving him wasn't helping. Peter sat down on the couch and Kevin got him a drink. As the cold drink slid down peters throat, he felt strange. Almost sleepy. "What did you..." Kevin smiled as Peter dozed off.
Peter awoke in a dark room. He was tied to a chair and his shirt and pants had been removed. He was wearing his Spider-Man suit. Kevin appeared in front of him. He explained that he knew Peter was Spider-Man from the moment he saw him. He explained that he was also Spider-Man. Kevin was jealous of Peter and he wanted to be the only Spider-Man. The only way to get rid of Peter was to make him so fat that he couldn't even get off the couch. Kevin revealed a large table full of fast food, gainer shakes, pizzas, and desserts. He shoved a couple appetite enhancers down peters throat and Peter began to feel starving.
Kevin wasted no time in shoving the fattening food down peters throat. Burger after burger, fries after fries, cake after cake. The food kept coming. Peter felt his suit begin to stretch and become extremely tight. Kevin shoved a tube into peters mouth and began funneling the gainer shakes into Peters expanding gut. But even after all of the food peter had consumed, he wasn't full. He was actually still hungry. Kevin continued to stuff 4 pizzas, 7 loaves of bread, a gallon of milk, and more. Peters suit was beginning to stretch beyond its limits. But Kevin just kept shoveling greasy food into the bottomless pit that was peters growing stomach. Kevin shoved an entire foot-long sub into peters mouth and as he swallowed there was a loud rip. The front of Peters suit had ripped and his massive gut surged forward. Peter let out a sigh of relief and a massive burp.
a few months later kevin had come home after a long day of saving the city. He walked into his room to find Peter laying on his bed. Peter had grown to the size of a hippo. His rolls of fat nearly took up the entire king size bed. He laid there naked with his massive gut covering his dick. His moobs had grown larger than his head and covered his entire chest. He had grown enough fat around his neck that he no longer had one. Kevin had connected a feeding tube to a massive tank of gainer shake. Whenever Peter was hungry, he could just suck on the tube. Peter could no longer move his arms and legs. He just laid there. Eating. Growing. Expanding. Kevin loved it. And to his surprise, Peter did too.
