Constant Bulk
Added 2023-05-15 21:33:45 +0000 UTCAxle felt too large for his size, never really happy with his body. He had always been a little overweight, wishing he had more muscle, but didn't want to go through the pain of losing weight. He wanted an easy fix, something that would allow him to see himself better and build muscle without having to fix his diet.
After some brief research he came up with an idea he thought would work. He figured if he just threw himself into lifting weights and bulking, eventually the muscle he built would overcome the excess fat on his body. He quickly started in the gym, weightlifting, surprised at how well he progressed up the weights. He felt on top of the world, even more excited when he saw the scale going up thinking it was from muscle. As he kept gaining weight though, he started to realize the truth.
His body wasn't growing toned and muscular, it was getting thicker and thicker, looking fatter and fatter. He felt like a tub being filled with lard, his arms and torso blowing up huge. He couldn't see any muscle on his body, his chest falling onto a round belly, his arms giant legs of ham flat against his sides. He could lift heavy, but so was his body, looking more and more like the mattress he slept on every night.
He couldn't stop it now, his eating habits having taken over. He kept growing, his body growing rounder and rounder with each passing day. He felt like a walking cushion, his fat spilling out of his clothes and rolling down his body. He had become a sack of fat, his muscles slowly sinking further and further under the layers of lard.
