Spring Break Forever: Senior Year at Disney World

The four roommates were squeezed onto two park benches each eating their own gargantuan Mickey Mouse cinnamon bun with an extra large ice cream shake. Their bellies rested in their laps and their treats rested on their bellies. It was a gluttonous scene. To everyone’s comfort, Disney World was their first spring break locale where nearly everyone around was at least a little bit overweight. Sure, there were some international travelers who stared, but no one paid them much attention. They were too busy sampling all the delicious offerings to notice anyway.

One by one they finished, grunted as they got onto their feet and threw out their debris. Except Mike. He grunted, but he didn’t successfully stand. He threw himself forward with another strong heave to no avail. He had too much chub in the way. He tried once more and failed, wiping the sweat from his brow from all the exertion. Colby and Nick came to his rescue. The ex-jocks held out their own chubby hands to help their friend to his feet.

In their final year of college, Mike had become the absolute fattest of the group. He didn’t know how much he weighed, none of them did, but his proportions were easily the most extreme. As a short guy the weight spared him no luxury. Mike had expanded in every direction possible. His neck had long disappeared, his fingers and toes were fat, and his belly was like a planet that had swallowed him whole. Mike looked positively round. So round in fact, that you could imagine that if you pushed him down a hill he would simply roll like a boulder.

As a result, certain movements, such as rising from a bench, were becoming difficult. He was constantly getting in the way of himself due to all the excess blubber. His gait had slowed into a waddle and he struggled to see his own feet or even his dick. The more he ate the lazier he became and now that they were at Disney World in the thick Florida heat, Mike was struggling. Nevertheless, he maintained his chipper attitude.

No one would have guessed four years ago that their small eager roommate, the smallest of the group, would balloon to his current size. Well, none of them could have anticipated their collective weight gain, but Mike’s was shocking nonetheless. Still, he was happier than ever to be waddling around the park keeping his belly full.

The group had quickly learned that Austin and Mike were too large for many of the rides. Some of the employees would stop them before they even got in line to save the hefty boys the irritation of being turned away. Sometimes, Colby and Nick were turned away as well. If they were let on, they would receive suspicious looks from the employees questioning if they were lying about their weight.

So, for the most part, the roommates ate their way through the theme park. If Colby and Nick were on a ride without the other guys, Mike and Austin would find something delectable to top off their stomachs. And at the end of each day all four men were filled to the brim with caloric foods while sweating buckets as they rolled into the hotel for a second dinner. On their final day, Mike finally gave up.

“I’m sorry guys, I just don’t have it in me. All this walking has been brutal. My ankles and knees are killing me. Go on without me and I’ll just hang at the hotel.”

So after a fattening breakfast, Mike bid farewell to the gang and headed to the cafe for a large frappuccino and three donuts. He then made his way back to the hotel room where he promptly ordered room service and fell back asleep. Hours later, he woke up and found the food sitting outside his door. The after-breakfast snack was hardly enough to fill him up so he ordered more lunch delivered to the room.

He opened the door wearing boxers and a tee that was once oversized but now left a generous slab of overhang exposed and wobbling middair. The bellman was startled by the fat man’s slovenly appearance and pushed a heavy cart of food into the room. Absent-mindedly, Mike licked his lips while salivating over the spread of food. He turned toward the night stand where his belly accidentally knocked his wallet and cell phone to the ground.

“Fuck me,” he said under his breath.

As he spread his legs and began to squat towards the ground, his boxers ripped open. The bellman stared in awe as Mike completely toppled over while reaching for his belongings, causing the cart full of food to rattle. The employee rushed over to help him up. He grabbed each of Mike’s hands and tried hoisting him to his feet, but the poor guy was not strong enough to lift all that blubber. Finally after two more tries Mike was on his feet. Both men were covered in sweat from the exertion. Mike tipped the bellman and bid him farewell.

Sitting on the edge of his bed, Mike made a pig of himself. When he finished he was breathing heavily and covered in grease. He used his left hand to lift his belly up a bit so his right could dig around for his cock. Beneath a plush fat pad he gripped his erection in his fist. It was getting harder and harder to pleasure himself, just like any other physical task. He wanked off for a few minutes before orgasming and falling back to sleep.