New Year, New Belly

How much weight can one man gain in two months? Robert decided he was going to find out. The shit had hit the fan in his personal life and he decided he had nothing to lose and everything to gain. So he used his holiday bonus to book a luxe modernist cabin in the remote wilderness for the months of January and February. It’s not like he was going to be off the grid or anything, far from it in fact. The cabin was nicer than his own apartment back home. However, he was going to shut off the outside world, hibernate, and stuff his gut with as many calories as he could possibly consume.

Robert packed his suitcase with his coziest loungewear along with a few daytime outfits. He even fished out his snug clubwear from the back of his closet with the goal of taking comparison photos. He sucked down a milkshake as he organized his suitcase and felt up his developing belly fat. The soft squish felt good in the palm of his hand. He wondered if he should share his cabin journey on Grommr. His plans certainly felt like they were pulled straight from some weight gain erotica. Although, he wasn’t sure if he wanted the attention this little stunt might bring.

Zipping up his suitcase, Robert breathed a deep sigh. He was looking forward to this little gainer adventure but a well of sadness still remained. Some of Josef’s clothes were still in his closet and they were an unwelcome reminder of his circumstances. His heart ached a bit as he polished off the milkshake and headed out the door.

It was a five hour drive to the rental and Robert stopped for fast food three times on the way. At one point he received a message from Josef, the first in several weeks, asking about a pair of forest green joggers that were still at Robert’s place. They had bought matching pairs ages ago and Robert couldn’t believe Josef was asking for them back. Robert coldly replied he was leaving town indefinitely. He gobbled up a triple patty burger and tried to shift his thoughts away from his ex.

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The next morning Robert woke up to the sunrise over the mountains flooding through his windows. The warm light kissed his bare skin and he felt invigorated. He stepped out of bed and headed to the bathroom where his bowels ejected the excess fast food he had consumed the day prior. He looked at himself in the mirror. He squeezed his furry little paunch proudly and jiggled the fresh chub on his ass with excitement.

Robert set up the tripod and took nude shots from various angles, then measurements which he recorded in a spreadsheet, and then, finally, he stepped on the scale. He weighed 203 pounds. That was up from 165 when he met Josef two years ago. Robert felt a jitter of excitement and promised himself this was the last time he would step on the scale until his final day at the cabin. He would document everything else but wanted to see dramatically bigger numbers in two months' time.

The rest of the day Robert spent running growth-related errands in town. There were a couple diners he sampled that provided excellent greasy small town food. He looked forward to returning there on days he needed to get out of the house. In between meals he spent a small fortune at the grocery store. He figured he would do one more big haul like this tomorrow and then he would be set for a couple weeks. He also had two flats of Boost VHC that would be delivered to the house in the coming days. By the time he headed home the sun was setting and his stomach felt like it was about to pop. Robert grinned knowing this was only the beginning.

By the time he had unloaded all of the groceries he had worked up an appetite and popped a frozen pizza in the oven. With a glass of whiskey in hand he headed to the bedroom to change into comfier clothes. He opened up the drawer and pulled out his forest green joggers and began laughing. He had accidentally packed Josef’s pair! Josef wore a small and Robert a medium. He squeezed into them and looked at himself in the mirror.

The snug waistband pushed the roll of fat at his middle into a proper muffin top. The seat clung to his cheeks and his thighs filled out the legs. The full outline of his cock was visible beneath the fabric. They were definitely too small but not altogether uncomfortable. He kept them on, wondering how long it would take until he was busting out of them.

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It was the end of his first week at the cabin rental and Robert was surprised to find he already was due for another grocery run. Had he really consumed all that food? Robert squeezed the roll of fat at his navel. Was he even any larger? As far as he could tell, and despite consuming upwards of four thousand calories a day, his body looked the same. Sure, his stomach was distended from eating so much, and perhaps his ass was a bit fatter, or maybe he was imagining things. He cracked another Boost and gulped it down before heading into town.

At the store, Robert turned the corner into one of the aisles and nearly collided with the man of his dreams. He was probably around six feet tall with well over two hundred pounds of beef on his frame. Unfortunately, there was no denying that he was straight with his scuffed up ranching clothes and unkempt facial hair. Robert found himself captivated by the man's rugged appearance. His broad shoulders strained against the fabric of his shirt, and beads of sweat glistened on his tanned skin, hinting at a hard day's work in the fields.

The faded and threadbare plaid button up struggled to contain the soft mass of blubber at his middle which pressed against the handle of his shopping cart. Tucked into faded denim, the shirt was like a cradle for the gooey beer belly hanging suspended in the air. His beefy thighs touched all the way down and caused his package to bulge out noticeably between his legs. Robert slowly passed so his eyes could linger on the man’s thick rump. His posterior was unfairly endowed for a straight man and Robert yearned to sink his face in between those inevitably sweaty and hairy cheeks.

Robert barely knew what aisle he was in but feigned browsing the shelves just to gaze upon this beauty. He even considered dropping his phone on the ground to catch his attention and possibly start up a conversation. Unfortunately, his assumptions were proven correct when the man’s girlfriend appeared, blonde and thin, toting a six pack of beer for her hubby. She spied Robert’s horny gaze curiously causing him to scurry off.

Robert hurriedly piled his cart full of all the dairy and bread and meat he would need to grow large. He froze the images of the gorgeous country boy in his mind’s eye, locking them away as inspiration. He was determined to grow as large as that man– bigger even. What was stopping him?

~

Robert woke up with a burning hunger in the pit of his stomach. He was midway through his cabin stay and was now accustomed to falling asleep completely stuffed and waking up ravenous for more. It had taken a beat, but his body was becoming a vehicle for massive consumption. First thing he did was stumble hazily out of bed and yank the gallon of whole milk from the fridge. He chugged for several moments before wiping his mouth dry and heading to the shower.

The gains had been slow the first couple weeks and then it all seemed to hit at once. His measurements confirmed this. In the matter of one week his belly swelled two inches in size and his thighs were developing at a similar pace. It was almost disorienting. The fresh chub was noticeable with every move. His thighs rubbed together with a constant friction that became inflamed on his long walks through town. His arms and sides were always touching now, prone to working up a sweat even in the dead of winter.

Then, of course, there was his belly. It protruded from his midsection with newfound curvature. His fat was developing to be somewhat dense yet still soft to the touch. Not quite flabby, but not a ball gut either. He was enjoying it, but he yearned for an overhang. Despite his belly extending several inches in front of him it had yet to develop that delectable fold Robert found so enchanting on other plus sized men. The desire for an overhang helped fuel his appetite.

After the shower he squeezed into Josef’s old sweats which were becoming quite uncomfortable. Still, Robert was determined to wear them out. He threw on a long sleeved tee that hugged his arms and chest in a manner that reminded him he was fat and getting fatter. Fully clothed and showered with only milk in his belly, he was finally ready to eat.

He whipped together some protein pancakes made with heavy whipping cream and drowned in butter and syrup, some bacon, eggs, and a croissant from the grocery store. A few months ago he never would have been able to eat this much in one sitting. Now, not only could he finish all this food, but he had space to top it off with some Boost VHC. He belched and patted his stomach. It was tight as a drum and finally satiated.

~

A week later, Robert strolled through the grocery store. He had been so foolish on his first day to think that he would only need to stock up on groceries once every few weeks. The reality is that he was running up his credit card bill with food on a weekly basis. Every shopping trip he remembered the beefy country boy and hoped to see him again, and every week it never happened.

Today, Robert was feeling particularly frustrated. Now that he was experiencing momentum with his gains he was becoming bored. Sure, he was still determined to grow even fatter, but he also needed something to do besides eating and jerking 24/7. So he avoided purchasing any perishables at the store and decided he’d spend some time in town. He had lunch at one of the diners, went to a movie, and stepped out into the frosty evening air still bored. He decided to check out the local dive bar.

As Robert pulled into the parking lot he couldn’t believe his eyes. There before him, leaving the bar and plodding to his beat up old truck, was the beefy guy from the grocery store. Robert nearly ran into a parked car he was so busy staring as the man hoisted his heft his truck and drove away. Robert cursed to himself. If only he had gotten there earlier! Now, he definitely needed a drink.

Robert had been drinking a lot when he was at the cabin alone, so his tolerance was high. Over the course of a couple hours at the bar he slammed back six shots and four beers and was incredibly drunk. He knew he shouldn’t drive home like this so he walked across the street to a pizza joint. He sat down and surprised the teenage cashier by ordering one whole everything pizza, dining in, and for himself. The pimply teen brought the pie to a lazy eyed and horny Robert.

He consumed the entire pizza rather easily and in less than twenty minutes. Even with drunk goggles, he could tell people were staring. He didn’t care. He ordered the same thing once more, this time with a whole tray of brownies as well. Now people were really gawking. The new order was not as easy to pack away, but Robert did his best. He got through half the pizza and a third of the brownies before asking for to-go boxes.

When he stood up from the table he realized just how much of a pig he had made of himself in public. His sweater was stained with pizza grease and chocolate, stretched tight over his swollen belly. He was so full that he was sweating and breathing heavily. A group of teens nearby whispered and pointed. Robert exited the restaurant in a haze and realized that he had an erection so wet it was seeping through his denim.

~

Robert’s chest fluttered with excitement. His first stretch marks! The small red lines had formed near his belly button; a hard won prize that memorialized his growth over the past several weeks. However, his belly had still yet to fall into the overhang he so desired. Nevertheless, the stretch marks gave him the encouragement he needed to charge forth in his gaining journey with chutzpah.

Of course, he documented this new change copiously alongside measurements of his expansion. Looking at the photos and his spreadsheet there was no denying his little cabin experiment was paying off. He still resisted stepping on the scale though, saving that moment for his final morning before returning home. Instead, he became consumed with creating before and after images of his growth and line graphs charting his gains. As he sat at his computer he chowed down on a cheesy pasta and beef casserole he had whipped together. He found that he could now polish off a whole tray in one sitting.

With all the food in his belly and the hardwon proof of his gains on screen, Robert was overwhelmingly aroused. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore and decided to post one of the before and afters on Grommr and Twitter.

Later that night with an ice cream cake and a serving spoon in front of him, he logged online. The image he posted was blowing up. His Twitter following had jumped significantly and his Grommr inbox was flooded. Robert was overwhelmed with the attention and made a text post as such, followed by a candid of his belly and the half demolished ice cream cake. The notifications continued to roll in.

Robert stroked his cock for the rest of the night, gulping down cake and whole milk, while reading the comments and chatting with a few encouragers. They all wanted more info on his gains. What was his current weight? How quickly had he put the weight on? Were these regains? What was he eating? The list went on and on, but Robert played coy as he plotted his next move.

~

It finally happened. With only two weeks to go before returning home, Robert had an overhang. He had fantasized about this for so long he almost couldn’t believe it. He genuinely woke up one morning and his belly was heavy enough to fold over. He couldn’t stop lifting it and letting it drop in front of the mirror. He relished the wobble. The stretch marks had grown in size and number as well and he was even beginning to develop the start of a fat pad. He couldn’t believe it. He wanted more, so much more.

All day every day he fingered the warm fold created by his gluttonous appetite, imagining it bigger and deeper. He would hold his palms in front of himself, envisioning how another inch of belly would feel, and then two and then three. His cock was perpetually hard and all of this was the perfect motivation to keep on eating as much as humanly possible.

Not long after the overhang fell, Robert finally ripped Josef’s old pair of sweats right up the ass. He was surprised since his belly gains had been outpacing his rump. Nonetheless, he was growing and that old pair of size small cotton joggers had had enough. Robert took numerous photographs and posted the best ones online to great fanfare. The photoset ended up going viral across gainer Twitter and brought him thousands of new followers over the course of a few days. People were begging for an OnlyFans and for the first time Robert was considering it.

~

Robert was not ready for his final night at the rental property. He didn’t want this hedonistic fantasy to ever end, but he did have to return to everyday life. Work and friends and family were all waiting for him back home. Little did they know they would be encountering a much girthier man.

Robert had arranged a massive bacchanalian feast for his final night. He had bought more food than he thought he could realistically eat with the intention of forcing himself to plow through it lest he throw anything away the next morning. He had physically prepared for this evening too, stretching his stomach with cola, downing appetite enhancers, smoking a bit of weed, and preparing several of the dishes with fiber supplement so that he could have a cleaned out system when he finally stepped on the scale the next morning.

So, he cranked up the heat in the cabin, stripped naked, and began to chow down. He kept a TV show running in the background which would help distract him once he started feeling full. He had learned the trick to increasing your calorie intake was to forget all about the fact that your stomach was at capacity. Distractions helped.

And so he made an absolute pig of himself over the course of a few hours. By the time he was finished all that remained were crumbs and his belly was so distended it looked like he was about to give birth to a child. Robert had never been so full in his life and he actually felt like he could throw up. His body was coated with the droppings of a variety of foods, gooey and matted into his body hair. He was belching and farting like crazy. Each expulsion provided much needed relief to his overstretched stomach. All the while his cock was hard as steel and throbbing for relief. Too exhausted to jerk off, Robert showered and went to bed.

~

He awoke with an aching gut and a hard on oozing precum. Today was the day. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, took a massive shit, and got out the scale. Taking a deep breath, Robert stepped onto the glass. The numbers darted up to 227. He had gained 24 pounds during two months of hibernation. It took every fiber of his being not to bust a load that very moment. Instead, he documented his progress with a myriad of photos and measurements and then stood before the mirror astonished.

He did look like a different person than he did two months ago. His face was puffy and shiny like that of a man who imbibed copiously. He hadn’t even gained much weight in his jaw or cheeks, yet he looked different; glazed over and bloated. His eyes sparkled with the realization that this unexpected shift left him feeling burly in a manner he had never experienced before. Those 24 pounds had ushered in a newfound manhood. He was no longer the insecure guy Josef had dumped earlier this year. He was transforming into the man of his dreams.

Of course, the changes in the rest of his body were far more noticeable. His upper body was altogether softer. His shoulders were a bit more padded and his chest had a supple layer of pudge that left his nipples more sensitive than ever. Just cupping one fleshy pec in his hand sent a jolt of electricity straight to his cock. He jiggled the fresh meat in his hand and wondered how it would appear beneath his favorite tees.

Beneath his chest sloped an unavoidable gut, jiggly with fat and hanging with a rounded presence Robert had until now only fantasized about.The fat seemed to pack itself onto the entirety of his midsection and for the first time he couldn’t feel any muscle or bone from his hips to his ribs to his back. It was all coated with a delectable squish expanding outward in every direction, including his overhang which had grown even thicker in recent weeks. He traced his fingers lovingly across his belly, caressing the plush chub he’d worked so hard to accrue. He felt unequivocally doughy.

Lower down, his thighs had grown thick and wobbly in their own right. Their furry warmth brought a sense of comfort as Robert remembered how bony his legs used to be in college. Now they were juicy hams holding up his prodigious mass. His ass had also grown gooey with fat and incredibly soft to the touch. Still, it wasn’t quite as rotund as he wished which stirred a hunger in his belly to gulp down heavy cream by the carton. In fact, he wanted everything bigger, not just his ass. Deep in his bones Robert knew this was only the beginning.

~

With his car fully packed and the rental neatly organized, Robert bid farewell to the cabin. Despite the sadness he felt about leaving this hedonistic period behind, he was quite excited to return to the real world with his newly plumped form. To celebrate he wore one of his old clubbing tees out of the house. It didn’t even come close to covering up the lower inch and a half of belly he’d put on. His overhang proudly kissed the cold winter air above his snug denim waistband. Despite the frigid temperature Robert refused to button up his flannel, proudly displaying his gluttony to the world. He thought of Josef and laughed. His ex thought he was fat at 200– Josef would be really shocked to see him now!

Before leaving town Robert stopped at the gas station. He snapped some pics seated in his car, and then took a covert video of his belly wobbling free as he walked to the store to stock up on snacks. A virtual catalog of gainer content sat on his phone ready to drive his followers on Twitter wild. Within only a few weeks he had developed a rabid fanbase and was giddy with the prospect of sharing the news of his fresh 24 pounds.

Heading back to the car, Robert stopped dead in his tracks. It was the man from the grocery store and he looked humongous. It had been only a little over a month since Robert had first run into him yet it appeared the man had gained more weight than Robert had! He was completely spherical rolling out of his truck in the same old plaid shirt as he was wearing before. This time it wasn’t tucked in and failed to conceal a sliver of fleshy love handle as he stepped onto the pavement.

The man waddled toward Robert whose heart was pounding out of his chest. As they got closer  they locked eye contact. It was brief but strangely intense. Robert made it back to his vehicle and watched as the man grabbed three corn dogs and a gallon of milk inside the store. Was he…? Robert grabbed his phone and launched Grindr. It took a moment to update the grid and then he saw it. A headless profile of a thick man, not as fat as the guy in the store, but most definitely wearing the same exact faded flannel. The profile read ‘DL’ with a height of six feet and no weight listed. He was 34 and only 600 feet away.

Robert grinned to himself and tapped the message icon.