One Direction Weight Gain One-shots

The Jocks: Part 2

It was now the first Football practice of the season and Zayn and Louis are not doing very well. They are sweating like mad, barely able to do the fairy easy drills set on their warm ups. Its now quite clear to both boys just how lazy they have become.

When practice finally ends, both Zayn and Louis cheer silently, desperately wanting something to eat. Racing home to their dorm room, they burst into the fridge, grabbing at anything that they could find to ingest into their bodies, all thoughts of dieting repressed by hunger.

After this stuffing session, the jocks were laying bloated and tired on their cheap sofa, food stains littered their football jerseys. They decided to remove their dirty shirts and watch some television.

"Wait." Louis said, switching off the tv just as Dance Moms was getting interesting.

"Oh my god! What Lou!" Zayn shrieked, wanting to see why the scary women were yelling.

"Should we like do some exercise, since we just had a massive pig out session."

"No. Its bad to workout on a full stomach, duh. We'll do something tomorrow..." Zayn then a big fuss about turning the tv back on.

The boys then continue to laze around for the rest of the day, casually eating snacks until they were full and bloated once again. Of course they hadn't realise just how bloated they were, because they were walking around shirtless.

Feeling sleepy, the two growing ex-jocks dropped into bed and fell asleep, their large appetites re-setting for the next round of eating tomorrow...

*One Week Later*

This same process had continued for the next week. Zayn and Louis both overeat at every meal, as well as in-between too, and make up flimsy excuses about not being able to exercise it off.

The ringing of Zayn's annoying alarm woke both boys, who decide that they should probably weight themselves before they had eaten breakfast. Walking to the bathroom, Louis scratched his growing gut absentmindedly as Zayn trailed behind, nervous about seeing his weight.

Louis hops on first, not even bothering to try and make Zayn do it. The number rolls up to 189lbs. He had gained 10lbs in less then ten days. Louis was gobsmacked by this. He looked down, just noticing the extra weight since last week. Grabbing a handful of his soft, round belly, which was rolling over his waistband, he shook it gently, mesmerised by its jiggling.

"Hurry up fatty, we haven't got all day" Louis quickly let go of his gut, rolling his eyes.

Zayn then steps up, less nervous after seeing how much weight Louis had put on.

The dial raced past Louis and ended up landing on...

"216 lbs!!!" Zayn was beyond shocked at this. He had gained such more than  Louis. In fact he had gained more than two pounds a day. At this rate, he'd by immobile by the end of the year.

Louis laughed at his now verging on fat friend, feeling better about his own gain.

After this rather embarrassing discover that they, former fitness freaks, were quickly becoming lard asses, the two were scared enough to actually make an effort to go to the gym for a genuine workout, their first in a long time.

However, once they arrive at the gym, the two chubby guys have an epiphany. 

Instead of dieting and working out to achieve muscular and fit bodies, why don't they instead gorge themselves, and then turn all the extra calories directly into muscles. 

There was not a single flaw to this plan in Louis and Zayn's minds, so they began a gruelling workout, their clothes barely able to contain their fat bodies. Finishing their routines hours later, both exhausted boys stop at KFC and empty he restaurant of all of its food, convinced that they would become fit again.

*The Next Month*

The jocks new and updated routine continued throughout the next month. Both boys were excited to see and show off the changes that they had made at their next training session, as they had an extended break for the past few weeks.

Zayn woke up sluggishly, too warm and comfortable in his favourite sweatpants to get up and do anything. Louis on the other hand, was feeling quite energetic this morning, and decided to roll Zayn off of his bed as a wake up call.

The feather haired boy giggled as his friend fell unceremoniously onto the cold hard floor.

Zayn jolted up, and glared at Louis, before pulling himself into a standing position.

"You're a bitch y'know."

"Yeah, I know" Louis replied cheekily. "But, do you happen to know what today is...." He added

Zayn thought about it for a moment when...

"OH MY GOD!!! Our training session is today!" Louis nodded as this.

"So, do you think our plan worked Lou?"

"Well I don't know about you, but..."

Louis began to remove his heavy sweater, showing his muscular mid section. The lads pecs jutted out from his chest, and expanded and contract with each breath he took. Next to these were Louis' bulging biceps, which were large, round and veiny.

Running his finger across his broad chest, and then down to his cut abdominals, ticking off each ab, one by one, Louis demonstrated to Zayn just how ripped his eight-pack was.

Zayn was absorbed by his friends transformation, and Louis saw this, blushing lightly, but loving the attention nonetheless.

"This is why I do it" Louis thought, soaking up the praise and attention from his friend and roommate.

Suddenly shaking his head and mumbling something under his breath, Zayn goes and gets ready for his shower.

"Hey, wait Zee!!" Louis exclaimed, pulling him back with his strong arms.

"What?" Zayn asked, clueless.

"You have to show me your muscles now, duh." Louis rolled his eyes.

Zayn instantly got nervous. Pulling Louis 'hand off his shoulder he tried to psyche himself into taking off his shirt. You see Zayn hadn't really payed any attention to his own body, instead he was too busy watching his friends transformation from fat to ripped. So he had genuinely no clue how his body looked, especially underneath this huge sweater.

Of course though, Zayn had to have some idea. Those secret midnight stuffing sessions had to go somewhere after all. So Zayn was not really that shocked when he finally removed his sweater, and his belly audibly flopped over the waistband of his sweats, almost breaking the tight pants.

Louis gasped....

And then fainted.

"Oh" Zayn said.