Winter Bulk: Week 7

Phew, 4 more pounds this week and blowing past 20 pounds gained overall. Boy do I feel it. The fat is really starting to collect around my middle as I develop something of a dad bod. Shirts are straining at the gut and it is especially pronounced when I sit down. There’s no hiding this belly anymore.

I’ve noticed that bending over to pick things up is a tad more difficult, usually requiring a grunt and sigh of relief when I stand back up. Sometimes in the car I feel a subtle jiggle when going over bumps in the road. Lately, I even find myself absentmindedly rubbing my little belly when I’m hungry or full. When I’m in line for fast food I’ll catch myself rubbing circles over its curvature while my mouth waters in anticipation. Then, when I’m finished, I’ll stretch out on my bed and caress the bloat.

The muscle gains are coming along too, it’s not all fat. I feel my base getting sturdier and more bulky while the fat rounds out and softens the definition of the muscle. My body feels heavier and my muscles are tight. I should be better about stretching and taking salt baths to loosen things up. Maybe I should get a massage too. That would be a hoot- some tiny masseuse squeezing all this new girth!

The horniness has not left me and I did try to make a move on the girl at the gym. Unfortunately it was a major fail. I was lifting hard all day in her vicinity. I was really doing the most as I’m definitely stronger and able to lift more than I could two months ago. I was sweating buckets and feeling totally hulked out. Personally, I thought I was putting on a good show but I couldn’t tell if she was watching.

Afterwards, I strategically ran into her while ordering a post workout protein shake. She ordered some small fruity thing with vegan powder and I had a much larger chocolate shake with several scoops of whey. I thought the comparison was cute. Anyway, I started up small talk and she commented on how many calories my shake had. As if I didn’t fucking know? I played it cool and told her I was bulking for the winter.

Well, apparently, unbeknownst to me, my UnderArmour shirt had ridden up while I was working out and I didn’t catch it. I guess some of my belly was showing for god knows how long, probably since the bench press. I don’t think it's a big deal and I wasn’t embarrassed, it’s not like I have an overhang or anything. Still, after I told her I was bulking, the bitch said “I can tell” and pulled down my shirt, patted my belly, and walked away with a look of disgust on her face.

Can you believe it! I’ve put a lot of work into getting this big and she’s running around acting like I’m fat. This is barely fat, let me tell you. It’s only 23 pounds and a good chunk of that is muscle. Besides, we’re not even through Novemeber yet. ‘Tis the season and your boy is only going to keep growing. If you wanna see fat, check in with me when I’m done with this bulk come December.