Gorditos - Part 1 “The Best Fine Dining - Gordito’s has it all, and we want you to know that we’re becoming known for something more; we are on track to be the world’s first ZERO WASTE restaurant!”
Working while going to school was never an ideal setup, but most of Brad’s friends were in the same boat as him: getting some help from their parents, maybe some financial aid, but still coming up short every month. He could probably stand to party a little less, and perhaps drink fewer beers. Lucky for him, Brad already had an in for the job at “Gorditos” – the assistant manager was his old frat brother Travis. Not only that, but Brad and his rugby team had eaten there more times than he could count – he probably had the entire menu memorized already.
“These are your shirts. Make sure they stay clean.” Travis had definitely gotten to be
CM: Tekken - Fad Diet Gone WrongPaul walked out of the public gym after a day’s of intense training. The American judo fighter was always known in the Iron Fist tournament to be one of the most fierce and aggressive combatants besides the Mishimas. At the same time the somewhat dimwitted fighter decided to dedicate time to improving his skills to attain the achievement of ‘the greatest number one fighter ever’. Paul realized his current methods were no longer effective, so he needed a new approach at examining his learning tactics for fighting in a different way.
In the meantime, he returned home to change into something casual: his black biker suit and got on his motorcycle for a stroll after working so hard for 9 hours straight. He then set out for a stroll through the Bronx and Brooklyn for fun.
Paul found himself near his favorite restaurant and entered.
The grill and bar were full of the familiar ambiance of loud chatter and recreational activities from people were watching whatever sports
A growing Boy.Chapter 1.
Hector woke up and opened his eyes slowly. Recently his mom and dad had been away alot more the usuall, and always left alot of fast food at home. Mom had begun working over time and came always home to late for dinner, and his dad had busniess travels latly.
It was Saturday, and his sister wasn't home because she had gone on a girl camp, his mom had gone to work really earlly and his dad was in Denmark over the last two weeks. He had eaten nothing else but junk food latly and it started to show, his pyjamaspants started to get tight, and his pyjamas shirt was showing a little lump. He standed up and looked out the window and saw that it was a horrible day. It was porring rain. He knew that he couldnt call his best friend Travis,because Travis had gotten the flue.
He shecked himself in the mirror.
- Hay,you nice looking boy. He said loking in the mirror.
- It looks like I have put on a few pounds. He said then patted his little belly. The lump wasn't big, not at all noticible,but Hecto
UntitledWarning: Contains male weight gain (kinda) and some boy on boy action. It may also require some suspension of disbelief.
There's a moment when you know. There's that one moment of realization, that sharp sudden jolt of reality. Dustin couldn't believe how long it had taken for that moment to come, because now that he had realized, now that he knew, he couldn't believe he had ever missed it.
For Dustin, the moment hadn't come during his first semester of college, though that was when it had all began. It hadn't come the second either. The moment hadn't come at all until now, as he stood frozen in a stall of the deserted men's bathroom, staring, half horrified half transfixed. The moment hadn't come during one of those long evenings in the cafeteria, nor during one of those hot showers in the community bathroom. It hadn't come when his abs faded. It hadn't come when he'd outgrown the first pair of jeans, or the second, or even the third. It hadn't come when
I Could Get Used To ThisAwakening on the couch, I spent a few moments in a blissful daze. The world was sweet and pure, rarity in these tough times. There was nothing to worry me, nothing to concern me, or make me afraid. Consumed by a happiness I could only describe as euphoric, I was on cloud nine.
Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I glanced down. At that moment, my euphoria shattered. A frown settled on my face. Putting my hands against the couch, I attempted to push myself upwards into a seated position. No luck. Again, this time grunting a little with effort. Though making it a little further, I still fell onto my back. Taking a deep breath - more difficult for me than it is for most - I gave it one last, whole-hearted attempt. Forced to lie down once again, I admitted defeat.
Fumbling for the hem of my white tee, I struggled to pull it down. As I did so, the sound of creaking fabric reached my ears. I let go, afraid it would tear. With both hands, I cradled what could only be described as a ball of a bell
A Father Gets FatterCharlie was a big guy he had two sons. The oldest was 14 and his name was Tommy and his youngest son was 9 and his name was Benny. Charlie had to take care of his boys after their mother ran off and left them. Charlie had to weigh about 389lbs and he loved being fat and he wanted to be fatter. His two boys wanted there father to get fatter to. Charlie owned and ran a bakery he would eat non stop when he was there to work. His boys helped around the bakery after school. Charlie would go to work and eat as he served the costumers and when he closed up the bakery he would go in the back and eat the cakes, cup cakes, cookies, brownies, pie's, donuts and anything else that did not sell that day. Tommy would help feed his father when he got to tired to feed him self. Benny would help bring in the food for his father to stuff his face with. Charlie had a big round belly but the most fattest part was his ass it looked like two big bean bag chairs. On day at the bakery the boys where at school
CH 1 I Am What I Am So ThereWarning!! Contains boyxboy, weight gain, feeding etc
If you're not comfortable with this, go somewhere else.
I Am What I Am So There!
For now, there are roughly four main characters. I might include more as the story progresses, and if anyone has any of their own characters, which they'd be comfortable in letting me borrow, I might ask later
"That's Sei? THAT'S Sei?"
"No way; that's not even possible!"
"It IS him, I heard someone call his name and he answered. That's Sei all right."
"But Since when did he get so freaking fat?!"
"He's enormous! Even bigger than Sam, and Sam's a total butterball."
"Even bigger than GABRIEL! And Gabriel's a freaking BLIMP!"
"Unreal and Sei used to be so fine!"
"I wonder what happened to him?"
"I wonder how he got so fat?"
"My GAWD, you're a fucking elephant!"
Sei arched an eyebrow at Ruka's outburst, letting the arms he had held outstretched fall back by his side. He wanted the girl to stop starin
Myer's Hall Boys Alternate - Chapter 1The second floor of Myers Hall was the place to be at Stoneleigh University in the 08-09 year. At least that's what the residents on the second floor of Myers Hall thought. It had been a perfect year from beginning to end. All the students, mostly freshmen with a few sophomores, seemed to get along really well. And even the loners were comfortable. It just happened that the socially awkward guy who didn't like people was rooming with the bookworm who never wanted to be disturbed. As for the others, they pretty much just shared the whole floor together. The sophomores weren't the stuck up kind who ignore freshmen, and everyone's personalities just seemed to click. Within weeks of freshman orientation the whole floor had seemed like one big family.
Of course that was largely because of the RA, Joey. Joey was considered by most of his residents to be the coolest RA on campus. At 5'9, 380 pounds, Big Joe, as his residents had nicknamed him, was like an overstuffed teddy bear. From the begi
Vacation Belly GrowingVACATION BELLY GROWING
BY NED FOX
The guys and I were standing around nibbling chips and dips drinking beers. All three of us had gained since we married our respective wives. So there were three pretty good sized paunches bulging in the summer sun.
The three of us, Dave, John and myself, Matt and our wives had gotten together to plan our couples vacation to Lake Powell between Arizona and Utah.
While the three of us had all gained, myself the most, being married the longest, our wives had all stayed quite slim. This soon became the topic of our discussion.
The girls are still looking pretty skinny, dont you guys think? Asked John. Yeah, they all do. Despite that fact that we have all gotten pretty fat, especially you Matt! joked Dave. Yeah, I know. I replied to the barb, patting my forty-two inch waist, bulging over a black, nylon Speedo bikini, that my wife, Julie insists
The Bucket ListI had finally retired from the reserves and could now relax, especially about my weight. Being a reservist I had to stay in shape and I was weighed and measured twice a year. After nearly twenty five years I was ready to let go.
One afternoon my wife, Katie, and I were hanging out. She asked, "Nat do you have a bucket list?" I thought for a moment, "Yah honey I do, I want to go sailing in Sydney harbor in Australia, I would like to build a boat and one other thing." Katie replied, that sounds pretty good honey, but what is the other thing?" She asked. I looked over at my gorgeous, one hundred and ninety pound wife, "I really want to gain weight." She looked at me, "Really Nat, you want to gain weight? Well how much do you want to gain?" She asked. I patted my fairly flat belly. "This is going to sound weird, but I want to get a really huge round belly and
The Spoilage TrapThe Spoilage Trap.
By Ned Fox
My girl friend, Carol and I needed a summer job. A friend of hers told us about working at the major league baseball stadium in food service. She said the work was hard, but plenty of fringe benefits, plus the team was on the road several days during any given month, so you got a lot of time off too.
We applied and were hired on by Catering Services International, known as CSI to most everyone. We started working a stand on the lower level. We served hot dogs, personal pizzas, ice cream sundaes, beer, pop and popcorn along with some other fattening goodies.
We started in late May after we got out of school. The first day went pretty well. We could drink all the pop we wanted using an employee cup which we kept all day. We also were allowed ten bucks to buy a meal at our beak time.
But the real fringe benefit came was at the end of they day and that was spoilage! Any le
Tony's Gettin' Big
Jed pulled into the trailer's driveway, his beat-up firebird still rattling even after the ignition was keyed off. Tony had heard his best buddy rolling down the lot and was standing on the creaking wooden two-step outside his front door, shirtless with a beer in hand. Tony Matteo was a tall, beefy guy with naturally broad shoulders, the kind of guy who always seemed to walk with a tipsy swagger. His substantial beer belly was slung out over a pair of boxer briefs stretched tight across his meaty rump, and he heralded Jed's arrival with a loud burp. He took another swig as Jed got out of the car.
Jed was taller than Tony by only an inch or so, but he was also much thinner. He was still strong, and his slender body was composed of tightly-packed muscles. His black hair was swept back, and his black t-shirt and jeans clung to his body in the stifling summer humidity.
Tony worked nights at a gas station within walking distance, Jed was an auto mechanic along the same stretch of highway, b
The Biggest GamerThe contest was already underway, and it couldnt have come at a more opportune time for Cam and his roommate, Noah. The two had spent the past week bemoaning their dry checking accounts, empty wallets, and bare pockets. Both avid gamers, it came as no surprise what a tragedy had occurred at the outset of their second year.
When unloading the television they shared from his van, Noah tripped over his own feet. In a chain of events that wouldve been hilarious from an unrelated perspective, he knocked a box over, sliding their Playstation 2 onto the pavement at Noahs feet just in position to be crushed as the heavy television slipped from his grip and tumbled down in slow motion before his eyes. Gone completely were their outlets for watching television, DVDs, and playing games. Suddenly, the year seemed bleak, dismal, and unbearable.
After two weeks of complete frustration, boredom, and technological withdrawal, the campus Gamers Guild, a student group
It was a typical Monday afternoon at the "Sub Stop." The lunch rush had passed, and it would be a few hours before the dinner one quickened their customer pace again. Justin had been done with high school for over two weeks, but he was on vacation with his family in Disney for the week. Casey usually held down the fort during this slow time each afternoon, and now he sat in one of the empty chairs in the dining room. The overhead fans spun in slow, methodic circles.
He was only a year younger than Marty, an All-American boy with short, styled hair and a clean-shaven face. Tall in stature, broad in shoulders, with a "Sub Stop" polo always pulled tight across his muscled pecs. He had planned to go west on a football scholarship, but found his high school sweetheart pregnant before the first semester even began. He took out a lot of his frustrations by going for a run or hitting the weights, and that usually kept him a pretty upbeat guy.
The upper right corner of his polo had "Shift Leade