MVP Vacation

Raul was the fittest player on the soccer team. He trained every day, dedicating almost every single moment to keeping his body in top shape to perform for each game. It was no surprise when he was named MVP each year, the top star player. While the team appreciated his persistence, they couldn't be more confused why he was so willing to give his life to the game, barely taking any time for himself. It became a joke that he never stopped training- he never even went on vacation.

The jest persisted to the end of the season when the team had extra funds leftover. As a whole, the team needed to decide what they wanted to spend it on. That was when the joke came to a head. They had a team meeting to decide what to do with the money, and that was when the idea was mentioned offhand:

"Why don't we just give Raul a vacation?"

As the question of what to do with the money made it around to the rest of the rest of the team, their answer became unanimous. Excluding Raul.

At the beginning of Summer Raul was handed a plane ticket to an all-inclusive resort that he'd stay at for three months, forced to take a break from to just relax. He wasn't even allowed to bring cleats or anything to exercise in. They gave him a chaperone to make sure he didn't try to miss the flight, and it wasn't long before his mandatory break had begun.

As the summer went on, the team received updates and pictures from Raul, showing him getting used to his new schedule. He was definitely looking more and more relaxed as his leisure time continued.

What they hadn't expected was how drastically his body would be impacted. The pictures showed his body slowly losing tone, his muscles fading replacing with fat. Soon all his definition had vanished under soft skin. He had stopped shaving entirely, letting an unkempt beard take over his face. They hadn't been aware he shaved his body, dark lines of hair beginning to show up on his arms. It didn't take long until he looked like a soft plush.

It wasn't until the end of summer did they see the full change. The team walked into the locker room's lounge area to find him sitting in just his socks- the only piece of the uniform that could fit him anymore. The rest of his body was on full display for all to see: plump tits sticking out from his soft chest covered in fur, a huge gut hanging out over his waist. His entire midsection was wide, jiggling like pudding. His arms and legs showed no sign of muscle or strength, their mass just slabs of flesh on bone. His briefs cut into his hips, their sides not visible under the crest of his fat belly and love handles.

"Missed me?" He asked as the team entered drinking in the sight. It would take a while for Raul to become the same star athlete as he was, if ever.