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🕑 Added 2017-05-12 16:53:48 +0000 UTC Hi guys! Here's a snippet from my latest story as suggested by my first $25 a month patron. Thanks dude!We'll also be holding the patron draw for short story suggestions this weekend, so stay tuned!
“Hi, um, I tried on these 44s, but they seem a little tight,” Andrew said sheepishly as he handed them back to the store clerk. It was his first time in a Big and Tall store and he already embarrassed - underestimating his own waist line was just shy of mortifying.
The clerk was as cheerful a sales woman as one would expect, and accepted the pants before replying, “Certainly sir, did you maybe want to try something a little larger?”
Andrew nodded. “Um, yeah.”
“OK, do you know what size you’d like to try?”
Andrew first thought that a 46 inch waist might do the trick, but then realized he hadn’t even been able to do up the zipper on the 44s. “Honestly, I’m not really sure,” he trailed off so as to convey his complete lack of confidence.
“That’s OK, I can help with that,” she said as she quickly whipped out a tape measure. “Now, do you wear your pants above or below the belly?”
Andrew was flummoxed at the question. “Um, what?”
“Below the belly.” Luckily Kai was there to help.
The saleswoman was still all smiles and commanded Andrew to raise his arms. She expertly hooked the tape underneath his sagging gut while stepping around Andrew’s circumference to meet the two ends at the small of his back. Then without another word she stepped away to the wall of jeans and began to search for his size.
“This sucks,” Andrew mumbled, and Kai immediately walked over to place a hand on his back.
“Relax babe, she’s a professional.”
“But I never used to need a professional! Mom was right, I’m getting huge,” he finished while giving his gut a derisive shake.
Thanksgiving Dinner had not gone as well as Andrew had hoped. His father had poked him in the gut as soon as he walked in the door, and his mother hadn’t stopped pestering him about his weight the entire weekend. If Kai hadn’t been there to calm him down he was sure he would’ve blown up when his mom refused him his second helping of turkey. Kai had been able to sneak him seconds after dinner so he didn’t go hungry, but the fact that he’d been so desperately hungry had been deeply unsettling.
Now at a Big and Tall store buying much larger pants, he dreaded what his parents would say come Christmas.
And just like at Thanksgiving, Kai was there to calm him down so he didn’t blow a gasket in the middle of the store. “Babe, you’re fine. You’re a little bigger, sure, but the weight looks great on you. Very, very manly,” he said as his hand descended from his back to give Andrew a squeeze on his expanded rump. Andrew blushed a deep red.
The saleswoman returned with another pair. If she saw Andrew’s crimson cheeks she didn’t show it. Andrew thanked her and made his way back to the change room, Kai following behind supportively.
Unhitching his jeans Andrew breathed out as his gut spilled out in front of him in newfound freedom. He sighed and realised he’d waited far too long to buy new clothes. He’d definitely need new shirts too, as the sight of the crescent of flesh in below his shirt in the mirror clearly indicated. He tried to put it out of his mind as he slipped out of his jeans and took the pair the clerk had given him.
Simply getting into pants had become a new struggle. His leg had healed enough for him to walk and stand, but his center of mass had changed so much he had trouble balancing, nearly falling over every time he tried to put his leg into a pant. He finally gave up and sat down, slipping one leg in, then the other, before getting back up to hike the jeans over his much thicker thighs and ass. Then came the difficult task of buttoning up, something he had to do without the benefit of sight for the first time in his life. Even sucking it in, his belly was too large to offer him a view of what was happening below the waist, necessitating he navigate entirely by feel.
These jeans seemed to fit much better, so he didn’t have too hard a time doing them up. He looked at himself in the changeroom mirror and sighed again. The pants fit fine - it was what they encased that vexed him. He really was getting big - no, had gotten big. Big, fleshy cheeks with a jowly double chin leading into a thick bull neck resting atop still broad shoulders, but no longer the broadest thing about him. His waist had taken that award some weeks ago, with thick love handles wrapping around and flowing into his burgeoning belly. Andrew turned to the side and could see his ass filling out the jeans like stuffed volleyballs atop thighs as big around as Kai’s chest. His once proud pecs now a pair of almost womanly tits protruding from his chest and resting on his belly with perky nippled jutting through all fabrics that dared to encase them.
“You OK in there?” Kai asked. Andrew sighed and stepped out so Kai could give him the yay or nay. Thankfully Kai beamed and said, “Looks good! Let’s get a few to replace your old pairs, then we can get a few shirts.”
Andrew nodded and stepped back into the changeroom, sucking himself in once again to put on his old pair of jeans. Before he stepped back out to endure yet more awkward clothes shopping he checked the tag on the pants he’d tried on.
It was sized 48.
