Jack was excited for his first practice with the local wrestling team. He had missed being on the mats, the feeling of his muscles working against another man's as he pinned them down. It had been a few years since college but he had stayed in shape, maintaining his fitness and muscles. He'd finally found a team with an opening and signed up.
When he arrived at the facility, he was handed the singlet that belonged to the previous wrestler that had left the team. They needed a picture of Jack in uniform for the league but hadn't ordered a replacement yet. He looked at the stretched-out material, clearly worn by someone twice his size, wondering if it would even fit him.
He wasn't surprised in the locker room to find the singlet hanging freely off him, barely kept up by the straps leaving his upper body exposed from the side. He turned to leave, not noticing the sleeves around his legs growing tighter as he walked. With each step his body continued to fill out, expanding to fill the front of the singlet as his stomach pushed into the material. In a moment his new overhang was barely held up by the bands wrapping around his shoulders, the elastic struggling to contain the extra weight. The uniform grew tight around his expanding waist, the sides of his belly spilling out of the singlet as they filled with fat.
By the time Jack stepped onto the gym floor, he was struggling to move in his skin-tight suit. His swollen arms swung heavily by his sides as he walked out, chafing against his sides as they bumped into the exposed lard. He moved to pose in front of the camera, the team's new heavyweight-class wrestler ready for the season.