Fatter Exchange Student: Chapter 11

This is a community story with each chapter authored by a different writer in the gaining community. This chapter is penned by feederfiction. 

Sebastian panted as he felt his sweaty thighs rub together, his partners flanking him, clad in similar outfits. He grinned slightly as he drank in the sights around him, marvelling at all the overfed, American bodies. Clad in only a black Speedo that he barely managed to squeeze his bulbous ass into, the exchange student’s form left nothing to the imagination. Every inch of tan, hairy flesh was on show as the trio received a mixture of appreciative and disgusted glances from the other beachgoers. Where Felix was soft and sagging, and Bleecker was puffy and thick, Sebastian was the perfect example of an overstuffed European, fat and wide, but still perky. 

His moobs were tipped with large nipples that created creases that were slowly starting to seep with sweat that ran down his blubbery body. He had also let his stubble grow out, which did little to hide his now triple chin that seemed to blend into his neckline. His colossal ass resembled two beachballs with a generous swath of crack emerging from the strained material. The once skinny man made a mental note not to let himself get too hard, lest he snap his entire swimsuit in half. 

It was a good thing that his hairy belly hung so low and round that it eclipsed his crotch, for his unshaved FUPA had come loose with all the walking. Lubricated by the increased sweat, his fat pad pushed the fabric down and rubbed against his underbelly. The fat collected above Sebastian’s crotch had grown so plump that it was bigger than some smaller guy’s beer guts and it was his only body part that had grown stretch marks to rival the ones on his love handles. Exhausted, he half heartedly pulled up the back of his Speedo to ensure the skimpy suit didn’t fall of completely. The blatant exhibitionism of it all made him pant in more ways than one.

Not to be outdone, Felix’s pale body was clad in a pair of painted-on swim briefs. His blubbery thighs and butt were now so large, they simply couldn’t be contained by the Speedo’s. His once average body hair was now looking sparse as the expansion of his belly had forced it to spread outwards, giving it a thinner look. The philosophy major’s biceps could be confused for some level of muscle while wearing a large jacket, but here on full display, it was clearly little more than fat. They drooped and collected to a point on his back rolls, where his huge tit folds wrapped around to meet it. Felix, more than the other two lovers, seemed to struggle the most with his gain, as he had already been slightly unfit, unlike the other two. However, it didn’t stop him from making his way down to the ocean, allowing the salty water to rush over his cankles.

Bleecker was swaggering along, full of confidence at over 350 pounds. Despite his wide gait and rounded physique, he managed to catch the eyes of many beach goers, although Felix would later proclaim that he was simply so large, there was no way anyone could miss him. Bleecker had wanted to show off, and so had picked out a white bikini brief that the top and bottom inch of his ass fell out of, as the mesh-like fabric was stretched to its limits. The rugby player’s sheer bulk caused every part of him to bounce, as his muscle was now coated in several generous layers of fat, but remarkably still had definition between his muscle groups. In particular, Bleeckers biceps were now too large to even fit the largest of shirts available in stores. He generally just donned tarp-like tank tops that didn’t end up lasting long anyway, as his hog-like eating methods often ruined any clothing.

Their day passed by in a blur of hotdog stant runs, ice cream cart top ups and soda machine refills. The three overstuffed men cycled between using their fat as flotation devices in the sparkling ocean and tanning themselves under the blazing sun. Felix’s favourite part was lathering up the other boys with sunscreen, while Bleecker was most preoccupied with joining a game of beach rugby, in which he managed to help his team win simply because none of the other beachgoers could knock him down. As Sebastian sat under the umbrella, sipping his extra large thickshake, he closed his eyes and smiled. Rubbing his thick, blubbery gut as the sweet mixture dribbled down his throat, the once slim man thought back to when he had first arrived in the US, and how anxious he had been. Now, he was more confident and content than ever. No matter where he was in the world, Sebastian was a fat man now.