Archie Andrews Weight Gain Story

Chapter 3: The First Binge

   Once home from school, Archie walked into his kitchen, kicking off his shoes and throwing his bag onto the counter with a sigh. He was completely overjoyed that Veronica was going to prom with him, and he couldn't wait to have the night of his life. Archie's stomach gurgled again, and he was amazed at the fact that he was hungry for what seemed like the fifth time today. "Man, I must be growing taller or something...I have no idea why I'm this hungry lately," Archie wondered, opening the fridge to rummage for food. He found a Tupperware full of spaghetti and meatballs, and plopped a large chunk of it onto a plate to heat it up. As it was in the microwave, he opened the freezer and found a pint of ice cream, grabbed a spoon from the drawer, and started eating it while he waited for his main course. 

   Once the microwave started to beep, Archie grabbed his spaghetti and started shoveling it into his mouth. About halfway through his binge, his mom had walked into her son sitting at the kitchen table, with tomato sauce dripping down his chin and onto his shirt. "Archibald! Must you really eat without even stopping to wipe your face?" She asked, grabbing a napkin from the counter and placing it down on the table in front of her gluttonous son. 

   "Sorry, Mom. I'm just so hungry today I don't know what's gotten into me," Archie replied, stopping his feast to wipe his mouth with the napkin. 

   "Well, I'd hate it if you were to spoil your dinner. Either stop eating now to leave room or..." She stopped as he continued to eat the spaghetti. "Well, if you're still hungry when dinner is ready then you can eat with me," She finished, patting him on the shoulder and walking upstairs. 

   When Archie had finished the spaghetti, he let out a loud burp and unbuttoned his jeans  to allow some extra breathing room. "Man, I'm so bloated...Today was quite the cheat day," He said aloud, patting his distended gut. He went upstairs to change into sweatpants and start his homework, and only went downstairs to eat dinner when his mom called him down. 

   Archie and his mom talked about their days, with her congratulating him on the sort-of prom-posal, as he had two helpings of the meatloaf she had prepared. Archie's mother was watching her son gorge himself throughout dinner, and figured that he was about to go through another growth spurt given the sheer amount of food he was shoving down his gullet. 

   "So, are you headed to the gym after dinner? You finished your homework I hope," She said, glancing at his now empty plate.

   "Actually, I think I'm gonna take the night off, I have a lot of studying to do," Archie replied, grabbing another slice of meatloaf.

   "Archie, I don't think you need that helping, you've eaten enough. Don't you think?" His mother said, her eyes locked on Archie's torso. Archie's stomach had completely bloated out into a rather sizable sphere, filling out his shirt tightly and pushing down the hem of his sweatpants. 

   "Yeah, I guess you're right mom. Here, I'll put this all away for leftovers and you can head upstairs to relax," Archie offered, standing up from the table and grabbing some Tupperware from the cabinet.

   "That's so nice of you, honey. I will gladly take up that offer!" She headed upstairs to her bedroom as Archie continued to put away the meal. "Besides," He thought, "I'd rather eat something better for dessert," As he opened the freezer, grabbed the ice cream and a spoon, and hurried upstairs to his room.

Two Hours Later

   "UURRRP!" Archie belched loudly as he closed his history textbook and grabbed the pint of ice cream again. He dug into the last couple of spoonfuls, closed the empty carton, and threw it away. Letting out a large burp again, Archie slowly stood up to get ready for bed. Now completely stuffed, Archie walked with some difficulty to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He nearly almost laughed at the sight of himself.

   Archie looked like he was four months pregnant, complete with a taught stomach that peeked out of his skin tight, stained shirt. The funniest part was the fact that the rest of his body remained the same, still cut and muscular throughout with the exception of his bloated midriff. He could barely chuckle with the immense pressure from all the food he had consumed, and he gently put a hand on his stomach, feeling the taut skin. He could still feel the indentations of his abs, but they were warped into the sphere that now stuck out from his body. "Man, I really  did some damage today," Archie thought, beginning to brush his teeth."I won't make a habit of it though; tomorrow I'm back to hitting the gym!" 

   Archie headed back into his room, took off his shirt and pants leaving him in his boxers, and laid down, observing his stomach causing his covers to dome over his body. Archie didn't know this, but he had just started a new habit of his life; indulging, letting go, and gluttony.