October Caption Challenge (11/31)
Ok, so it didn’t work out exactly how Jerry had planned it, but it wasn’t that bad of a scenario, right?
Jerry and Tim had been going out for a couple of years, but lately, their relationship had been on the rocks. Tim was a bit of gym freak, going almost every day of the week, and while Jerry had liked the gym too, after a knee injury, he’d been laid up for about six months. In that time, with nothing to really focus his energy on, he’d eaten…a lot, and packed on quite a gut. Tim was merciless about it, ridiculing him for it, all sorts of mean and snide comments, even threatening to break up with him, if he didn’t lose it. But his knees never got fully back to normal, and the few times he’d gone, Jerry had always nearly damaged it again. So one day, passing a bookstore on the way home from work, he’d stumbled upon, well, a book of spells. And in that book, had been a love spell, a spell you can use to make someone love the parts of you that…well, maybe they shouldn’t. Sure, it was a bit of a cheat, right? But their relationship was so good in every other respect, why not just use this to help Tim past his prejudice?
So, Jerry cast the spell, and now, here they are.
Tim definitely has found a new love for his boyfriend’s gut. A rather obsessive, single minded love. He worshiped the thing, and his new mission in life to to make it as large as it could possibly get. What had freaked Jerry out more than that, though, was that Tim was no longer the muscle bound beast he’d been before he’d cast the spell. No, the new Tim was about as chubby as he was, and loved his own body just as much as he loved Tim’s–determined to grow both of them as large as they could possibly get.
Jerry just rolled with it. He still had the spell book, after all. He could figure out how to reverse this, and then he’d do it right. Unfortunately, he never got the chance. The next day, while he was at work, Tim happened across the spellbook in their room, took a look through the pages, and found something that would make his life absolutely perfect.
When Jerry got home, he felt…an odd pulse shudder through him, but didn’t think much of it. He just waddled his way into the den of the home he shared with Tim since he’d retired a few years back, shucked off his 4XL clothes, and plopped down in a recliner, while his husband focused on fixing them both their substantial dinner. Fuck, he was hungry. He dug around in his gunt for his puny cock, gave it a little squeeze, thinking about how much bigger he’s gotten since finally being able to retire, and focus on what really mattered in life, getting as fat as he possibly could.
After their massive dinner, a few belly rubs in the kitchen, the two of them headed to bed, and feeling sexy, Jerry took a selfie of himself in the mirror to send to a few fellow gainers later. There, on the bookshelf was the spell book, but in the morning, it had disappeared, gone elsewhere to tempt another soul.