One Direction Weight Gain One-shots

The Sponsorship Part 3

Niall's P.O.V

I sat gorging myself backstage as our interview had finished. I was overcome with the deliciousness of the food I was eating that I hadn't even realised just how tight my clothes were getting, or how much larger I had become. Moaning in happiness, I grab another handful of brownies and stuff them into my mouth, belching loudly and rubbing my large, round belly.

I reached out to grab another handful of food, wanting to continue the endless cycle of gorging that my life was heading towards, but my hands simply grabbed at air. Annoyed and hungry, I spare a quick glance over my fattening chest at the massive spread of food set out before me, only to realise that I had eaten all of it. 

"Huh..." I thought, scratching at my not even slight satiated gut.

"It didn't feel like THAT much food to me"

My stomach suddenly started rumbling loudly, resembling a wild animal, eager to catch its prey, which in my case, was something greasy and fattening.

My blue eyes darted around the room, looking for anything to eat that was remotely considered food, but alas, there was nothing. I was forced to stand and increase the perimeter of my search.

It was at this moment that I had realised that I had developed a waddle. I was annoyed and agitated because these stupidly tight pants were stopping me from being able to get more food, so to give myself more room I pushed out my belly as far as possible, which not only pops the button of the kind jeans, but also snaps the waistband.

"That's what you get for messing with a hungry leprechaun!"

I discard the pants with a flick over my shoulder.

Now clothed only in my threadbare green boxers and an equally strained button up shirt, I venture backstage to find my fellow fattened band members, because I knew that at this point, finding them equals finding food.

After the most intense exercise that I've done in over 3 weeks now (a ten minute walk), I find Harry. The chubby curly haired lad was right in the middle of eating a tray of powdered doughnuts as well as drinking several thick shakes.

I made my way over, sweet dripping down my flabby thighs, and immediately grab a handful of the delicious treats and push them into my eager mouth. For a single tiny moment, I was satisfied.

But then my stomach rumbled again.

Unfortunately by that point, Harry had finished the remainder of the food, and was now rubbing his belly in contentment. I however, was still sooooo hungry!!!

"Haz, do you know where the other guys are?" I asked, rubbing my belly to stop the hunger from building up too much

"Not really sure, but its not like they would have gone far. Walking is tiring after all."

I nodded in agreement at that. Then I announce to my round bandmate that I was off to find Li, Lou and Zee, and that If I couldn't find them, then I would just go to Mc Donald's instead. 

Harry's eyes light up at hearing this and he tries to stand up. But instead he just bursts the buttons from his shirt. Laughing at his wardrobe malfunction I grope at his wide and round belly, paying special attention to his deep belly button.

The boys moans break my out of my trance, and I quickly retract my hand and blush fiercely, not realising how into touching Harry that I had gotten. I turn to leave but Has calls me back.

"Umm.. Could you help me up? I'm a bit stuck" I giggle at Harry's flush chubby cheeks.

I give them a quick squeeze, that is not appreciated by the currently wedged singer. I then get to work, grabbing Harry by the wide love handles and pull all I can. Harry doesn't move whatsoever, and I am already exhausted.