Resident Encourager: Chapter 7

May

Will told the administration that he could no longer juggle both his studies and duties as an RA. There were no questions asked and they wasted no time in following his suggestion to appoint Chris as the new RA. Will moved to a small apartment near campus and the two continued their relationship on the DL. In addition, Chris subtly continued Will’s legacy. Chris had developed a taste for gaining and was excited by continuing to watch his peers fatten up. And fatten up they did.

Chris had to be more subtle in his tactics. He left the snack closet but stopped hosting as many dinners out. He would casually get a group together and order a bunch of pizza, but it wasn’t formally for the floor. He complimented the boys on their appearances, commenting that it looked like they slimmed down despite the opposite being true. And whenever he was with a group he would suggest a hearty meal before and after any activity. The results were obvious.

Every single person on their floor was now overweight or very close to being so. The weather was coming in fast and hot which meant that everyone’s fattened up bodies were on full display in last year’s summer clothes. It had become the norm for the guys to walk around at home with their belly curling over the waistband of their gym shots or hanging outside of a skin tight undershirt. A lot of the bigger guys were getting so bothered by the heat they would forego shirts altogether letting their flab bounce around for everyone to see. Since most everyone was fat, there was no sense of embarrassment in letting it all hang out.

Rourke was hands-down the biggest guy in the dormitory. He simply couldn’t contain his appetite and was likely pushing 350 pounds or more. It was impressive what a significant portion of his weight still piled onto his ass and thighs. He almost exclusively wore a pair of gym shorts with a slight tear in the seam of his rump, exposing the fact that he rarely wore underwear anymore. At certain angles one could even glimpse the stretch marks that traversed his bubble butt. Rourke also led the trend in going shirtless since he had outgrown virtually his entire wardrobe. The sight of him lumbering to the snack closet, belly swaying with every step, was now a running gag amongst the boys. When going out in public, Rourke simply wore his last oversized hoodie with nothing underneath and even still it rode up in the back when he sat down.

Jake, on the other hand, had become obsessed with getting back in shape. He reached peak fatness around April after a month of hiding in his room and comfort eating. At that point his chiseled features had been eroded by fluffy cheeks and a bulbous second chin. His fleshy abdomen stretched all of his shirts to mass capacity and was often obscured by oversized sweats. Once he started doing cardio again, one could catch him at the gym sweating buckets on the treadmill, his beer gut bobbing up and down violently. A few times Chris would catch him getting home after a run, his face beat red and filled with pain, as he would lift his shirt to wipe the sweat from his mug. Jake had stopped tanning and shaving, causing a striking difference from his smooth tanned abs to a pale hairy mound of supple belly fat.

However, Jake was successful in dropping some of the weight. By May he had nothing more than a slight paunch that poked out above his jeans. Although he was still struggling to return to his former body, a narcissistic glow had returned to his disposition. He was back wearing more form fitting clothes and dating the hottest girls, who more often than not seemed into his little paunch. He’d also retained the body hair he used to so meticulously shave.

Chris, on the other hand, had continued to pack on the weight especially now that he knew how much it delighted his lover. He had even developed a taste for the kink himself, especially encouraging. Chris didn’t see why he had to be the only bulky one in the relationship and was now pushing Will to expand his appetite. The duo would frequent nearby buffets together and spend steamy evenings at Will’s place indulging on a myriad of take-out.

Chris continued to work out while pigging out and his body was becoming truly massive. His shoulder had grown so much that his neck was beginning to disappear. He struggled to reach around his own gut to buckle his seat belt or even scratch the itch of fresh stretch marks on his love handles. His legs had become so beefy that sitting cross legged was a thing of the past and a single chair barely contained his girth. If possible, he would have Will tie his shoes as his belly was just too difficult to maneuver around.

Will was nowhere near the size of his lover, but had developed a skinny-fat body of soft pudge caked around his midsection, thighs, and ass. Always an encourager, he was surprised by how comforting the warm squishiness of his belly was, especially when packed full of comforting foods. He also relished the way his fat would clap against his lover’s during sex, or meld together when they were cuddling afterward. He now felt the soft embrace of chubbiness at every turn, with every activity, and whenever he made love. It felt like happiness.