The Freshman 150/Fat, Part 1

Hi everyone –

In the poll about what I should write in September, this idea about a college freshman gaining 150 pounds during the year instead of the normal 15 was the clear favorite. Here is Part 1 of a version where the hero gains 150 pounds of fat, and I'll post Part 2 in a few days. If you have suggestions for what should happen in Part 2, please leave them in the comments section below or send me a message.

I'll also be posting another version of this story where the hero gains 150 pounds of muscle AND fat later this month. Again, if you have suggestions, please let me know what you'd like to see.

Hope you are all getting bigger!

September

Eric Bellows was looking forward to his freshman year of at Harrison University. He had graduated the previous spring from high school, and now the 18-year-old was ready to dig into college life with gusto. Eric had always been popular, thanks to his friendly demeanor, fantastic body, and handsome face, and he figured those attributes would get him invitations to the best parties and a whole lot of sex now that he would be living away from the strict rules of his father’s house.

Entering the dorms, Eric’s looks were definitely noticed right away by the other new residents. He had short but stylish brown hair, brown eyes, and very tan skin from his summer job as a lifeguard. He stood 6’2” tall and weighed 220 rock solid pounds, all of which were easy to see in his tight white t-shirt, mid-thigh khaki shorts, and deck shoes. Once he flashed his beautiful smile, nobody could resist offering to help him move into his room – not that Eric needed any help, as his muscles were as strong as they looked.

His roommate, Paul, showed up a little while later and the two got to know one another. Paul was also athletic, having played football and baseball in high school, but a little smaller than Eric at 6’ and 190 pounds – but still very handsome with dark curly hair, dark skin, and a very muscular body. The two freshmen took a liking to one another, and were giving handjobs to one another, almost immediately. They both acknowledged that their fooling around wasn’t probably going to lead to anything serious, as they were hoping to explore all their options on campus during the fall quarter.

October

Eric settled into his routine quickly. Classes and studying took up most of his morning and early afternoon, but he did get up early each day to go running with Paul, and they’d meet again in the gym at 3:00 for a workout before dinner. Evening and weekends were reserved for their many dates and the near-endless schedule of parties that could be found on campus. With the revelry came a lot of drinking and weed, usually followed by a late-night binge at the nearby Waffle Hut before hitting the sheets (sometimes alone, but many times with a partner).

The exercise helped to keep Paul’s physique in prime form, but the extra munching caused him to gain two pounds of fat during his first few weeks at college in September, and another 3 pounds during October. But 5 extra pounds on a 220-pound stud’s body was hardly noticeable – sure, the ridges of his abs may not have been as defined as they were mid-summer, but when Eric put on his swim shorts and whistle and strutted around Halloween parties dressed as a lifeguard, he ot plenty of requests from men and women for a little “mouth-to-mouth.”

November

With the increase in cold, rainy weather and the decrease in daylight, the early morning runs that Eric and Paul had been taking began to happen less and less, but they both resolved to spend more time on the treadmill at the gym. That desire turned out to be wishful thinking, however, as their classes became harder as they got deeper into the quarter and required more homework and additional time studying, so the two hours they were spending in the weight room five afternoons a week eroded down to one hour just three times a week by the middle of the month. 

The added stress of the schoolwork also caused them to snack a little more than they usually did, and they ended up polishing off packages of cookies and cartons of ice cream between meals – something they normally never would have done, but the sugar rush helped to keep them awake.

At Thanksgiving, Eric went back to his hometown and then, with his father, traveled upstate to his grandmother’s place. He spent the long weekend there eating every holiday food his Nana cooked up and sitting on the couch watching football. If he had stepped on the little pink plastic scale in her bathroom, Eric would have noticed his weight had climbed up to 230 by the time he was ready to return to campus.

December

The stress level increased a little more in early December, as finals week started just after the first of the month. Both Eric and Paul stopped going to the gym completely to prepare for their exams, and then once finished, commenced with three long days of partying to celebrate getting through them. Before leaving, they admitted that they neither had found anyone they liked nearly as much as each other, so they had sex for the first time before returning to their parents for Christmas break. Eric noted that Paul’s body had ballooned a bit during the quarter – the guy had to have added at least 20 pounds of flab – but he didn’t mind as Paul’s big, luscious ass was the perfect size for his cock.

After a very long fuck session, the two men said their goodbyes and returned home. Eric spent time over the break reuniting with his high school friends and telling them stories about his college experience, and of course, eating all the holiday goodies he was offered. Every time he visited one of his ex-classmates, it seemed like their mom had just finished baking a fresh batch of Christmas cookies or an apple pie and was happy to have a big strapping visitor to feed. His appetite had never been larger, and since he had never been counted calories before, Eric didn’t realize he was ingesting an extra 2,000 calories almost every day.

Finally, at the very end of the month as he was getting ready to head out to a New Year’s Party, Eric stepped on the scale in the bathroom of his dad’s house and was shocked at the number he saw: 235. He had gained 15 pounds not in his first year at college, but in his first quarter! Sure, he had noticed his clothes getting a little tighter, but he had assumed he was using too much hot water in the laundry and they had been shrinking – it never occurred to him that he was getting bigger.

Eric took off his shirt and pants and looked at his body in the bathroom mirror. He still had the handsome face and the big muscles, but the definition he used to have as a lifeguard was pretty much gone. His stomach was still flat – well, sort of flat, but he couldn’t see any of his abs, and the sexy veins he used to have on his biceps had also disappeared. Overall, Eric just looked puffy and bloated, which he had noted a little previously but had assumed it was because he had lost the tan he had while working on the beach.

The big man then flexed his arms and smiled as the thick, meaty biceps popped up into view. He gave them both a kiss, licking their heads vigorously with his tongue, and decided that he still looked pretty good even with a little weight gain. Eric told himself that once he got back to the campus, he and Paul could put a little more effort into working out and the flab would melt off in on time.

January

Eric was shocked at what he learned when he got back to his dorm a week later: Paul wasn’t coming back. His roommate couldn’t afford college any longer and was going to start working a full-time job back in his hometown to save up money. Eric was devastated at the news, as he had been excited about developing a deeper relationship (and all the sex) with the new love of his life. Due to the late notice, Eric was also told by the R.A. that he would not be assigned a roommate for the quarter, although he might get one in the spring.

So instead of restarting his daily runs and daily workouts with Paul, Eric reinstated one of his other habits to comfort himself: constant eating. He got up each morning just in time to head to the dining hall for a big breakfast, and because his classes were all nearby, he would return to the dining hall multiple times throughout the day to study and grab additional snacks. He may not have Paul is his life any longer, but he still had Little Debbie.

Party life resumed during the nights and weekends, of course, and Eric joined in them as well – the alcohol and the dope helped him to forget about his roommate and helped him to get into the mood to have sex with a host of other students, most of whom he could barely remember by the next morning.

Unsurprisingly, Eric’s weight gain did not slow down as the new quarter started, but instead sped up. He had gained another 15 pounds by the end of January, bringing his weight up to 250. He may have been able to conceal the first 15 under his clothes, but the next 15 were getting easier to see. His pecs began to soften and slope downward, his belly began to bow out, and his ass began to blossom. Instead of the tight clothes he had worn during the fall quarter, Eric had made some emergency purchases from Amazon and now wore XXL sweatshirts and sweatpants stretched over his growing body.

February

February may have been the shortest month of the year, but thanks to Eric’s continuing bad eating habits, it resulted in the highest weight gain for him so far: another 20 pounds were added – all of it fat, and most of it on his belly and hips. He weighed 270 pounds by the end of the month, and almost all traces of his muscular physique were buried under the all the fresh flab that had exploded across his frame. He still had some shape to his arms, which he still loved to flex for anyone who would ask (though fewer and fewer were doing so), and you could still see a little muscularity in his neck and shoulders, but everything beneath that looked soft and fleshy.

Eric’s once-mighty chest now featured doughy pecs with pointy nipples that jiggled whenever he walked, and his stomach was a bloated sack that hung several inches over his waist and obscured his view of his cock. Thick juicy love handles and back fat had erupted at the base of his torso, eradicating the V-shape he had once been so proud of, and his legs, instead of looking like they were carved from granite, now resembled inflated bags of Jello with absolutely no definition. And finally, his bubble butt, which used to look so amazingly sexy in tight shorts or tight jeans, now sagged outward and downward like two old water balloons.

The added weight was beginning to show on Eric's face, too. His cheeks looked swollen, and a second chin started to form along his softening jawline. People stopped describing him with words like 'handsome' or 'studly,' but rather joked that he 'had a good personality.'

With all the new fat added, Eric had to make another emergency clothing order to Amazon, this time buying 3XL sweatshirt and sweatpants on February 25. That same day, noting that he was running low on money for the school year, Eric decided to apply for an on-campus position, and he managed to find one the next day as a desk clerk to check in people at the school’s rec center. 

Instead of being one of the many students who entered the building to pump iron, take a spin class, or enjoy Pilates, however, Eric was just there to make sure they scanned their student ID cards as he sat on his stool and enjoyed the free milkshakes that workers would get from the center’s juice bar. He’d then go back to his empty room after his shifts each evening, scarf down some day-old donuts he’d buy along the way at the campus coffee shop, and when he would have enough energy, reach under his growing gut and jack off while thinking about some of the hot guys who were working out that day.