Game 2 | Game 2 Outline |
Instead of heading home first, you and Fred decide to make a slight detour to the clothing store. After removing the middle seat from Fred's van, you slide into the driver's seat, since Fred's new "additions" keep him from fitting behind the wheel. Fred, panting from exertion, settles into the bench seat at the back of the van, taking up the entire bench as his bulging belly thrusts forward into the space vacated by the center row of captain's chairs.
With the wheel shoved uncomfortably into your vast stomach, you stretch around to the ignition, start the engine, and very slowly head in the direction of the mall.
As the car bounces along the road, you can see Fred's body shifting around, his belly sloshing left and right like a waterbed in the rear-view's reflection. I'm sure glad I'm not that big, you think to yourself. I bet that feels really weird.
When you arrive at the mall, you help Fred squeeze out of the side door of the van. As soon as his huge, furry backside leaves the edge of the vehicle's floor, the van rises about a foot, springs creaking with relief at the removal of such a heavy burden. The two of you waddle to the entrance of the mall and, with much effort and a little scraped fur, push Fred through the doors. You, luckily, have a lot less trouble, and soon are leading Fred in the direction of a very certain store.
As the two of you plod heavily through the mall, you're embarassed to see everyone avoiding you ... after all, not only are you incredibly fat, but you're walking beside an almost completely naked furry mountain. You imagine Fred feels a lot worse, though ... he literally bounces along the tiled floor, sometimes leaving cracks in the tiles beneath him.
Finally, you reach your destination, the clothing store "Huge and Wide". Personally, you'd hoped never to be caught dead in there, even with your extra girth, but no other place makes clothing to match Fred's waistline.
You both enter the store and are soon attended to by the clerks. They first take your measurements, searching for their longest tape measure ... only to find it fails miserably to reach around your waist, let alone Fred's. In the end, they just use a long piece of string, wrapping it around each of you at the widest point, cutting off a length, and measuring it.
"We'd like something that we can work out in", suggests Fred. The employees snort a bit with repressed laughter, and you very nearly walk out of the store ... but finally, they search through their wares, coming up with a size XXXXXXXXL gymsuit for you, and what you overhear one salesperson referring to as a size 'OH MY GOD, IT'S COMING!!!!!!!!!' muscle shirt and shorts for Fred. Gee, you think as you spy the out-sized outfit. Who'd've guessed they made those in that size?
You pay for your purchases and head back to the parking lot, Fred now comfortably fitted into his new outfit.
Stuffing yourselves back into the van, you decide to start training right away, and drive off toward the gym.
Written by Jack (edited by wanderer)