Hotel Weight
Added 2023-07-31 23:10:37 +0000 UTCViggo found himself trapped abroad when the pandemic shut everything down, without an option to get home. Forced to quarantine at a hotel, he settled in for what he thought would be a few days. It didn't take long for the days to turn to weeks, stuck immobile inside his room. All his time was spent sitting on his bed, vegging in front of the tv with nothing to occupy him other than his laptop or food, and slowly it began to show.
He had decided to grow out his beard, something to at least accomplish. He watched it curl further across his face and neck every morning, filling in his features. It didn't take long until it was dense, giving him a sturdy expression, an appearance the rest of his body had begun to adopt.
His new lifestyle took its toll as he began to pack on the pounds, fat settling into his midsection forming a growing paunch. He was constantly aware of it feeling his clothes filling out as his figure expanded, his gut slowly pushing out further and further in front of him. He felt his body growing softer and wider every day, cushioning itself in his seat. All he could see his torso as was a giant plush pillow, laden with lard as it continued to grow rounder and rounder.
Soon enough the only clothing that fit him was his briefs. It was the only item that had stretched with his body, but even now they were getting tight. He'd spend all day in them, forced to accept food deliveries with his plump body exposed, a giant marshmallow that kept growing larger. He felt embarrassed at first, but now had no option than to accept what he had become, growing fatter and fatter every day the pandemic lasted.
