MsCezanne's Odyssey

The changes to his body were swift too. His weight jumped up as his body stored away the new stream of calories he was enjoying. Matt always made a point of having his favourite foods, rather than what he 'should' eat. He was surprised to learn that he had a lot of favourites. He was also surprised to learn that not all his favourites were junk. He was eating a lot of junk, but he felt that he was getting in all his essential vitamins and nutrients too. His body was becoming softer and rounder. He was more relaxed about it. He rarely sucked in his belly, which made it seem that much more pronounced, in addition to the rapid growth it had experienced.

He happily went out to buy new clothes as his older clothes became too small. There was a momentary pang when he realised he had outgrown the last of the clothes that Annie had bought him. It was a tshirt and sweatpants she'd bought him. They had been so big at the time, and they were so comfortable, they were his eating uniform. When she'd given them to him, he'd been embarrassed that she saw him as being so fat. Now he was happy to be fatter than she'd even imagined.

He kept thinking about Annie though. She was a lot of fun, she was bright, funny, and so beautiful. He felt totally out classed by her, and while he missed her, he knew that things would have gone sour anyway. He was glad that he didn't have to worry about keeping her happy, about keeping his weight down.

He threw the pants away, closing that chapter of his life.

Over time he wondered if his love of food and fat would change, if it was a phase he'd get through, or if it would be his life from now on. Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months and if anything, his appetite grew stronger. Eating to his heart's content was no longer new, but a part of his routine. He knew what he wanted, and he knew when he wanted it. He was still eating a vast variety of foods, so even though things were well planned out, things were always fresh and exciting for him.

Matt always took time to see how he had been changing. It was impossible to even pretend he was thin now. His belly hung over his belt. His double chin was as prominent as the first. His cheeks were round. His arms were soft. His legs wiggled and jiggled when he walked. His chest was broad and flabby. Even his back had rolls forming on it. From head to toe, he was undeniably fat.

One evening as he was eating pizzas and watching some action movies at home his phone rang. He answered it and there was a pause. "Hello?" he asked again.

"It's...me," the voice whispered.

"Annie?" Matt never expected to hear from her again.

"Can I...come over?" She sounded incredibly nervous.

Matt thought. Why did she want to come over? Why was she so nervous? Did he want her to come over? He had gained so much weight since she'd seen him last, she'd be repulsed.

"Matt? Matt? Are you there?"

He realised he hadn't answered. Well, if she really wanted to see him, she'd see just how fat he was and that was that. "Of course you can come over," he whispered as he hung up.

20 minutes later she was buzzing to come up to his apartment. He was standing the door way, defiantly waiting for her. He wished he'd kept something she gave him, just to show how impossibly tight it had become. She was going to get the shock of her life when she saw just how fat her ex-boyfriend was.

The door swung open; Matt froze in surprise.

Labels: annie, ffa, fiction, matt, weight gain

// posted by Charlotte @ 8:58:00 PM