Jiggly Jason and the Bulging Belly

"380 pounds," jason reads calmy as he gets off the scale. "Your turn bro," he tells you as he pushes you towards the scale. Despite more then doubling in size with fat alone, Jason;s strength remained intact as he forcefully guided you scale. Walking towards it, you can feel the whole floor shake underneath your heavy steps. Once standing over it, you follow the arrow rise rapidly and stabilize itself at 306 lbs. "WHAT THE HECK!?!?" you shout out in bewilderment.

"Quit complaining princess," he tells you in complete calm, despite having gained much more weight then you did. "So you got fat big deal."

"Big deal?? How can gaining over a hundred pounds over the course of one night not be a big deal??" you protest savagely.

Then, with the pull of a single arm, you find yourself hitting the soft bed of cussiony flab that is jason's midsection, with a sagging jiggly moob on either side of your head. Your fat pressed against his, you feel a mix of disgust at your own body and an attraction to his. All those years spent in the gym for the sake of a solid 6-pack and toned body were ruined by this unexpected unexplainable weight gain. And yet, due to the fact that hewas a few inches taller then you, and much more muscular then you use to be, Jason seemed to not have a problem with his own body now. In fact, he carried it pretty well...

After raiding your enitre wardrobe, you manage to find a tight pair of shorts for you, a pair of sweat pants that Jason filled out completely, and two large t-shirts, which were skin tight for both of you, yet a good foot of blubber was still exposed on Jason's midsection. oddly enough, he seemed amused by it.

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