The Quarantine 15: Chapter 19
Added 2021-08-22 15:00:01 +0000 UTCOne year of Quarantine
“What do you call it when you get a farmers tan but it’s not from clothes, it's from being fat?” Alex chortled. “Because that’s what’s happening to me.”
He lifted up his overhang with sausage fingers that struggled to grapple all of the flesh at once. Sure enough, Alex’s underbelly was white as snow and glistening with sweat. A tan line delineated the supple underside of his belly with the tanned exterior that hung exposed to the world. This effect occurred around his entire circumference, beneath his love handles and even under some folds in back. He was now so large that there were places where the sun just didn’t shine.
“Looks delicious,” Emilio grinned and belched.
It was officially one year since the first lockdown was announced and the boys were bigger than ever. In the past month a whirlwind of good news swept through their lives like a much needed breath of fresh air. They were first in line for early vaccination thanks to their newly obese body mass index, Emilio found a stellar new office job for a local grocery chain, and with their combined income they were able to move into a spacious two bedroom apartment. It had been a year since utter chaos had descended upon the world and it felt like things were finally beginning to turn around.
To mark the occasion, they were celebrating. For roommates turned lovers, celebration meant a barbecue on their new patio with enough food and drink for a crowded house party, yet it was all for Alex and Emilio. They had a fridge and cooler stocked with a menagerie of local IPAs along with two gallons of ice cream. Alex had gone wild marinating ribs and pork skewers for the grill along with a cheesy vegetable casserole and some pasta salad. Emilio had prepared fruit tarts along with a surprise that he wasn’t sure how Alex would receive: a funnel feeder and calorific shake recipe.
Since the couple had recently reckoned with their newfound kink, Emilio dove belly first into the online world of gaining and encouraging. He joined all the forums and websites and read all the articles he could find, and… he liked it. A lot. Funnel feeding was one discovery that particularly piqued his interest and he hoped that if Alex wasn’t willing to be strapped up he would at least administer the shake to Emilio.
Still, Alex was a bit less open about embracing those desires with open arms. Nevertheless, he continued to gain weight as did Emilio. Emilio’s job was a significant factor in this. For Emilio himself, he was back at a desk job in which he sat most days grazing mindlessly on free snacks supplied by his employer. He was putting on over a pound a week, sometimes a pound a day at the beginning, and relishing the outgrown clothes and concerned glances from his new coworkers. For the first time he was the fat guy at the office and was enjoying the spectacle of his expansion. Additionally, he got a decent discount on groceries and therefore kept the house stocked to the brim with edible delights.
Alex had avowed to simply maintain his current weight, but with so much delectable goods in laying around he found himself grazing constantly. His appetite had been let out of the cage and there was frankly no putting it back. Feeling stuffed to the brim 24/7 was the new normal as he forgot what it was like to grow hungry between meals. Still, Alex was gaining at a far less rapid pace than his counterpart, who had stacked on the regains lickety split and was rocketing towards his all time heaviest. Alex was also at his all time heaviest, though that had been the case every day for the past year. He only continued to swell. For Emilio weight gain was a challenge in which he had to continually up the ante, whereas for Alex it was becoming a given.
Alex found it cute the degree to which Emilio was devoting himself to the gainer lifestyle. It was almost nerdy the degree to which one could involve themselves in this niche community. There was all sorts of lingo and sexual dynamics, internet gainer celebrities, and popular blogs. Alex didn’t involve himself too much, and sometimes got overwhelmed with the prospect of how big they could become, but he enjoyed watching Emilio geek out on this stuff.
Alex stood by the grill, his shoulders back and his bare belly embraced by the fresh spring air. It was time for another beer so he waddled over to the cooler and awkwardly bent over, his belly constantly in the way these days, and grabbed one. Both men had adopted a bit of a waddle of late, particularly Alex. The weight gain was so rapid that he actually had to teach himself to waddle and to slow his pace to maintain comfort on a day to day basis.
By the time the barbecue was ready, Emilio was sitting at the patio table rubbing his growling stomach, “I’m hungry babe!”
“That’s good, hope you have plenty of room in there.”
“Oh you know I do,” Emilio slapped his belly and gave it a jiggle.
Just acknowledging his plumpness in this manner turned Emilio on. He had grown obsessed with his and Alex’s chubbiness, being gluttonous in public, receiving comments from friends and family, and, of course, growing even larger. Emilio was clued into every aspect of being a gainer/encourager and was loving every minute of it.
The boys dug in with vigor, keeping all of the dishes nearby so they could pile more onto their plate as soon as it was the least bit empty. An outsider looking in would have seen two obese men, sunburnt pink blubber hanging freely, inhaling food as seemingly as fast as possible in utter silence. They were too hungry and overwhelmed with gluttony to make conversation until half an hour later when they each tapped out.
Alex lurched to a nearby lounge chair feeling weighed down by all the meat and carbs he had just ingested. Emilio saw this as his opportunity and ran inside to fetch the funnel feeder and a gallon of melted ice cream. When he returned Alex looked both charmed and reticent.
“Oh boy, Emilio, I don’t know about that. Is that… I guess that’s who we are now, but man… I’m pretty stuffed already.”
“It’s liquid, it will fill in the cracks,” Emilio devilishly prodded.