Get Fat Fast: Chapter 2

Week 1, Vinnie

I think I can literally feel myself getting fatter. I’ll stuff myself to max capacity until my stomach is distended in pain, and by the time the food has digested the swelling hasn’t even gone down. I think it’s just turning to fat. I don’t know, maybe it’s in my head but I really do think I have more belly to hold after only five days of this competition. Especially higher up under my pecs, there is fresh fat that wasn’t there a few days ago.

Not to mention my thighs that are totally filling out this old pair of sweats. There used to be some extra fabric in the legs, and now they’re practically painted on. I’m dying to weigh myself but I have to wait two more days so that Jaden and I weigh in at the same time. I don’t want to be overconfident, but I got this week in the bag. I’ve been a total pig.

Every day I’ve gotten up a bit earlier than usual and hit up a fast food joint for a snack. Usually McDonald’s or Krispy Kreme. I buy something fattening but not too heavy because I have to save room for my real breakfast. While I’m out I buy a gallon of milk to chug. I usually down about half and then drive home to put it in the fridge and replace the half gallon I consumed the night prior before bed. By the time I’m home some of the food and milk has digested so I can start on breakfast.

I usually do eggs or pancakes, always with bacon, and some potatoes.  I cook everything with bacon grease and butter. I take my coffee with heavy cream and some sugar. I make a point to lick every last drop from the plate and to have at least two cups of coffee. I need two cups for the extra calories plus the caffeine speeds up the digestive process so I can stuff myself again soon after.

Lunch usually depends on whether I have classes or not. If I’m on campus my options are limited and I usually end up at Chipotle. Twice this week I challenged myself to two Chipotle burritos in one sitting. My god I was stuffed. I was so full that I almost fell asleep in class and then got a cramp on my walk home.

If I’m at home for lunch I will either grab a big fast food order or I will cook something. If I cook it’s always carb heavy and drenched and in butter and grease. Truthfully, I have usually gorged myself to such an extent midday that I could easily skip dinner. After lunch I’ve probably consumed more calories than I need in an entire day. But I can’t stop. I can’t let Jaden win. I need to be the fattest.

Almost every night this week now I’ve eaten a large pizza. I’ve had to sneak around about it so that my roommates don’t notice, but it’s whatever. As long as I get the calories in. After dinner I’m practically catatonic, in a complete haze of gluttonous fatigue. Nevertheless, I have one final step. Once everyone has gone to bed I polish off the remaining half gallon of milk in the fridge.

One gallon of milk a day. Since day one of this competition I have consumed an entire gallon of whole milk on a daily basis. It’s hard to believe but it’s definitely paying off. My stomach has been a little wonky with all the extra dairy, but I think I’m slowly adapting to it. I also think it’s the primary contributor to this new pudge I’m packing on. I want to see how long I can keep this up because I’m sure it will turn me positively fat.

The only tricky part is dodging my goddamn roommates. The other night around midnight I crept out to the kitchen wearing only my underwear and the smallest T-shirt I owned so that my gut hung out of it. I was horny just thinking about how fat I’m going to grow with these nightly chugs. As I opened the fridge, lifted the jug to my lips, and felt the cold dairy flow down my throat I started to get hard. I couldn’t help but grip my belly fat with my free hand, slowly massaging and squeezing it as I helped it grow larger.

Lost in fantasy, I didn’t hear my roommate enter the room until he awkwardly coughed to assert his presence. I nearly spewed milk everywhere as I was snapped back to reality. I shoved the milk back in the fridge and did everything I could do to conceal my hard-on. I made up some lame excuse about waking up hungry and scurried off to my room praying he hadn’t seen too much.

I felt horribly exposed, but part of me was also turned on by the embarrassment. I must have looked like such a fat ass illuminated by the light of the fridge with my gut sagging over my briefs as I filled it up with milk. I probably appeared as a complete glutton with no self control and a bottomless pit for a stomach. For all he knew, I was completely unaware of my body swelling in size and hanging out of my scant clothes. I was just a relentless pig. This encounter resulted in a furious fit of masturbation once I returned to my room, but nevertheless I’ve been much more careful about stuffing myself in the house ever since.

Sadly, Jaden can’t commit to GOMAD, but he’s still been eating obscene amounts of food. I’ve never seen the guy go this hard when it comes to gaining. When we first met his stomach capacity was pretty low, and although I’ve helped him stretch that out all the way to 200 pounds, I’ve still been impressed watching him the last few days.

The dude has not stopped eating once. He’s been downing massive meatball subs, so many pizzas, all the take out, and an obscene amount of desserts. The other day he killed an entire sheet cake in one sitting, I couldn’t believe it. Then afterwards he made the most elaborate pasta casserole drenched in beef and cheese and ate all of that in one sitting. It genuinely surprised me he could get all of that down without barfing. The guy’s stomach is stretching to new highs.

Additionally, it helps that he lives alone in his own studio apartment. He can be a complete hog 24/7 and not worry about sneaking around judgmental roommates. It’s also easier for him to shoot content for this reason and I think the online attention has been particularly encouraging for him.

Our Tumblr has been steadily gaining about 100 followers a day which we didn’t expect. Our first post was side by side comparisons of our bodies, a “before” picture if you will. The plan is to recreate this shot every week until the end so that we have clear documentation of our growth. We also posted some belly play videos and measurements on the Patreon. We haven’t gotten many paid subscribers yet, only about 20. But that extra income helps nonetheless.

I keep fantasizing about a future where we’re raking in the dough just from getting doughier. Wouldn’t that be the dream? For your wealth and belly to grow at the same exponential rate, to get a new stretch mark with every thousand dollars earned… Even better would be to accomplish this with Jaden at my side. The content we could make if we lived together would be insane. Thinking about the amount of weight we would gain feeding each other into obesity on a daily basis gets me so horny I could burst.

The day I lay hands on his round ass and swollen belly I’ll probably just orgasm immediately. Feeling all that pudge resting heavy beneath his skin and knowing that I contributed to its accumulation is the hottest thing I can imagine. Even hotter than my own rapid weight gain, which is precisely why I need to gain the most weight this week. With some stiff competition I know that Jaden will work even harder on beating me. The fatter I get, the fatter he gets. Nothing can slow us down.