Piggy Goes Oink

Zach Beckett’s curse never made sense to him until the day he saw Mark: the guy who seemingly had it all. Mark was handsome, confident, with a killer body and could annihilate anyone at the gym. Even the personal trainers had never come across anyone so fit and capable. Guys looked up to him and girls hung on his every word; the most over-sexed man in town.

Zach however, had been forced to suffer his family’s curse for twenty five years, the school butter-ball, lardy and round, garnering no respect at all. He couldn’t even run a full lap around the track with his big, cumbersome, 360lb body. Still, he had suffered it, knowing that one day, his family’s curse would kick in. Now, at the age of twenty seven, he had finally shed most of it, sleeping his way around the city offloading it to whoever he wanted. He stood in the gym mirror, looking at his handsome face, his striking jawline and toned stomach without an inch of fat on it. Damn! It was worth the wait, he sighed, pleased with himself.

“No man, you’re position is wrong,” Mark cautioned Zach, whilst he was squatting. “Keep your neck up. Activate your core,” he nodded, patting his own chiselled stomach as if to demonstrate. Zach hated guys telling him what to do at the gym. The place was littered with egos; guys trying to out-do each other, analysing and nitpicking at everything the others did in order to make themselves look better. Stronger. Superior. Mark was the worst of them. He was the man around this gym; or so he thought.

For every LIKE I will add 100 calories

For every COMMENT I will add 200 calories

And for every REBLOG I will add 500 calories

I will still do a stuffing video as promised on the first one tho :)