He’s been back for about 24 hours and has ALREADY gained more weight, rounding out to an even 330lbs and counting.
I came back to the room last night and saw the whale beached on his bed. The mattress bowed under his immense weight. To say he looked absolutely massive would be an understatement. I counted 5 different uber eats bags, some in the trash, some on the floor. He had eaten so much he couldn’t even roll over. He just lay there snoring and burping, occasionally scratching his gurgling gut in his sleep. He was digesting, growing larger right in front of me. Pounds of fat stacking onto his waistline.
He got up then slapped and rubbed his giant belly AGGRESSIVELY in front of me, making his fat jiggle and ripple. It felt somewhere between a power stroke and a sensual act.
“Bro I don’t know what’s happening to me!”
I said “I do. Ya eat like a hog and now you’re turning into a hog. A pot belly pig.”
I think that pissed him off cuz his belly growled at me like a guard dog, then he kinda half-teased me but in his earnest deeper voice, “Watch it now. I’m so big all I have to do is sit on you and you’re crushed. And it looks like I’m only getting bigger with no way to stop it. So don’t misbehave.”
Marc Hetu
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