A Hefty Hideaway: Chapter 7

August

Not only had Liam lost the battle he perceived to be waging with Scott, but he completely forgot about it. After that evening of feasting and fucking Liam saw the light. Gaining felt great, it was the future, and it was all that he wanted to do anymore. For the remainder of his stay he completely gave in to everything the Inn had to offer, including Thompson.

The two became nearly inseparable, encouraging each other to maximize their caloric intake at every opportunity, prancing around in barely-there ill-fitting clothes whilst slapping and jiggling each other’s excess adipose, and most of all fucking all day and all night. Scott’s presence became more present at the Inn, as he enjoyed watching the boys romance and chub bloom. He even joined them in the bedroom on special occasions.

This evening he had a special room service meal prepared for a luxurious night with the burgeoning gainers. Thompson sat nude in the warm bath tub. His belly and tits subtly floating and swaying. The reflections of the water seemed to magnify his girth, accentuating the small rolls under his arm pits that were as pert as a freshly baked dinner roll, or the dense band of chub packed above his immense love handles on both sides. Similarly puffy was the fat pad that was catching up to his belly in terms of prominence and looked so ripe it could burst. His arms hung outside the edge of the tub, rotund with muscles so caked in fat they had lost all definition.

Most noticeable of all, of course, was his stomach. It took up a good third of the tub and seemed to be growing by the day. In fact, Thompson’s belly was fattening at such a pace that he had developed stretch marks weeks ago that seemed to be multiplying faster than he could count. It started at the overhang, around the belly button, and spread out to his love handles and then up to the crest of his gut. At times they itched and were uncomfortable, but there was no slowing Thomspon down.

Nearby, Liam was undressing. He pulled down shorts that had become painted on in recent weeks with elastic that was stretched to capacity. He struggled to get them over his ass which was hefty but still paled in comparison to Thompson’s. His cock and balls hung heavily, still looking large despite the chub encroaching on their territory and stocky thighs that perpetually touched.

He peeled off a tank top that was sealed to his body with sweat and didn’t even fully cover his circumference. Liam stretched, pulling his arms back behind his head. If one looked closely you see how the muscle at his base rippled and pushed at the fat which encased it. Despite the inordinate pounds of fat he’d gained in the last six months, Liam’s belly still hadn’t fallen into an overhang. It stood out several inches before him, pert and engorged, with a solid fat pad beneath. It was so large that Liam’s center of gravity had shifted and he found himself tripping and bumping into objects constantly.

Stepping toward the tub, Liam shot Thompson a grin. Scott sat nearby wearing only briefs that showed off his sizable package and trim physique. His chiseled features remained focused on the plump boys in front of him. Liam lifted one leg and carefully stepped into the tub. As he submerged his body the water level rose quickly until it was pouring onto the floor.

They hadn’t anticipated just how much space the two of them would take up. In fact, Liam and Thompson struggled to comfortably entwine both of their bodies despite it being larger than your standard tub. Scott soaked up the water on the floor with some towels while his muscles rippled in the candlelight.

Once the two fatties were comfortable, Scott brought forth a serving cart piled high with delectable hors d'oeuvres and desserts. Thompson rubbed his belly in anticipation and began salivating. Liam enjoyed watching his piglet gear up for food and pinched his love’s excess thigh fat lovingly. Both men were growing erections having barely touched each other or swallowed a bite of food.

One by one and alternating between the men, Scott fed his pigs. At this point, the men gobbled their food down in haste without even realizing it. Gluttony had become the norm and the more they could get down in one sitting the better. They didn’t worry about getting messy either. Burps were emitted with confidence and gratitude for the space they opened up. Food smears were left upon their greedy lips and softened faces.

Once the cart was cleared, Scott revealed a surprise. It was a large glass vase of sorts with a spout on the top. Inside was a dark frothy liquid of melted chocolate infused with weight gain powder. Neither man questioned what was coming. Thompson volunteered to go first simply by closing his eyes, opening his mouth, and tilting back his head.

The container was surely heavy as Scott had to stand up to tilt it at an angle and pour the thick liquid down Thompson’s throat. The former college athlete gulped it down while rubbing his stomach and breathing heavily. Liam began stroking his cock as he watched Thompson fill his body with calories, slowly expanding before his very eyes.

Next was Liam, who gulped down the chocolate like a champ, as though he were in a competitive sport. By the time the last drops slid down Liam’s throat both former jocks felt swollen beyond belief. They groaned in discomfort while cradling their bloated midsections. Scott drained the bath and escorted the pigs to their bed.

Lying flat on their backs, their doughy bodies spreading beneath them, their massive guts heaped on top of them, and their throbbing cocks pulsing with desire, the boys were incapable of much movement at all. The only thing keeping them from drifting off to sleep in a haze of tryptophan and pleasure was the load of come desperate to escape their manhood.

Scott took care of that as well. First Thompson, for the younger man was less patient, and then Liam. Scott sucked on each of their cocks and massaged their stretched stomachs, sometimes slapping their fleshier parts, until they shot a warm load into his mouth and drifted off to sleep.