The Groom's Big Day
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Themes: secret weight gain, revenge fattening, humiliation, tight clothes, male weight gain, wedding theme.
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"Engaged?" Jack shouted... shocked
"Yeah bro... I mean we were just on holiday and like it was definitely the right moment yanno" Max responded...
"I'm sure its was man... but like are you sure that shes the one"
"duh"
"how?"
"shes fit obviously like I've never seen someone prettier than her"
"thats fair... what else?"
"what do you mean what else... look bro can we just go to the pub now I'm bored"
Jack rolled his eyes... this was so typical of Max... he was always obsessed with looks. Though in fairness, that usually applied to himself rather than other people, if he had to spend one more day watching him preen over his own hair in a bathroom mirror he'd start screaming.
"Look mate I'm not saying that looks aren't important but don't you think that personality has to play-"
"for fucks sake mannn, you do this everytime"
"do what everytime?"
"talk about boring stuff like 'the one' and good conversation and shit, its soooo boring"
"I dont? I'm just saying that maybe you shouldn't just pick based off of looks-"
"oh I get it" Max smirks, his eyes glaring at Jack.
"get what?" Jack responds confused
"look just cause I got drunk and messed around a bit with you don't mean that-" Max sighs
"no- I dont care that- what?"
"look jealousy is ugly mate, you're gonna have to move on"
"I'm not jealous? that was like two years ago?"
"yeah yeah whatever you say"
Max smiles smugly, glancing at Jack every now and again, absolutely convinced that his self-described 'devastatingly good looks' hadn't released their hold on him...Jack ignored him as they walked to the pub, irritation creeping through him, he hadn't thought about Max like that in ages... irritated with each smarmy look from Max.
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The pub wasn't as busy as they thought, Max's eyes instantly wandering to the TV screen showing football, they both sit down before Jack breaks the silence.
"Anyway... congratulations"
"On what"
"for fucks sake"
"oh yeah... thanks"
"idiot"
"shuttt uppp"
The boys smirked, it was as if the argument had never happened, chatting as the TV blared loudly... a few drinks later between the two of them and they were already pretty tipsy.
"I can't stand this stuff" Max grimaced at his beer
"man they didn't have a lot of options, why don't you get something else?" Jack said motioning to his rum and coke.
"nahhh beers the way to go"
"whatever"
Max smirked... Jack rolled his eyes again.
"what now?"
"do you think about that a lot I bet"
"that?"
"oh shutup you know what I mean"
"no?- oh wait you mean-"
"yeah yeah that"
"not really"
"you're such a liar bro"
"just not that memorable" Jack smirked back
"now I know you're fucking lying"
Jack shrugged... enjoying the irritation creeping across Max's face.
"You're lucky... I mean fucking look at me"
Jack had to admit... Max had always been handsome... a cheeky smile and defined jawline... he wasn't obsessively muscular like gym lads often were... but had the strong tall frame that came with it... Jack had grown familiar with the flexing of biceps that were the product of genetics rather than effort...
"ehh I just don't see it" Jack teased... taking a sip of his drink.
Usually at this point Max would have brushed it off... but this time... maybe fuelled by the alcohol... he looked angry...
"Look you dickhead... you don't get how lucky you were... like seriously who gives a fuck about you man... like sure you look alright but its nothing compared to me bro... and all this denial is just because your jealous I've got a fit fiance and you're just a fucking loser man"
"fuck off man- you're such a self absorbed-"
"cry about it... while you're getting me another drink this shit tastes disgusting"
Max turns away to the TV scowling... as Jack stands with his jaw tensing heading towards the bar... the barman chatting away to a couple down at the other end... great...
"You alright"
Jack looked to see who spoke... seeing an old guy who was... well... maybe large was an understatement... his top straining across a beer belly...
"err yeah I'm all good just... teams losing" Jack lied
"yeah typical... I know that pain"
the conversation stopped awkwardly... as Jack tapped his phone waiting at the bar... feeling the urge to speak to alleviate the silence...
"so um... what beer do you recommend then?"
"oh you a beer drinker?"
"nah not really... but my friend is moaning about his"
"well I hate to say it but I'm pretty devoted to one... stupidly though"
"huh... whys that?"
"turns you into a fat bastard mate... I used to be a stick when I was your age... believe it or not now look"
"ah its not-"
"ahh come on mate no need to lie I'm not looking for sympathy... truth be told I don't give a shit"
"so what is this beer then man?"
"jilted lover"
"huh?"
"just ask for a pint of jilted lovers beer"
"you're kidding right?"
the old man raises an eyebrow...
"I mean... thanks I guess"
The barman finally broke away from his conversation... heading over as Jack nervously asked for the pint... convinced he was being pranked... but was surprised when the barman placed down a glass of the thick amber liquid... Jack picked it up... as the old guy tapped him...
"look mate just be careful with that... fattening stuff... calorie dense... and messes with your appetite like crazy... so maybe your... mate... might be better off without it"
a wave of guilt hits Jack... maybe this was going a little too far-
"unless he deserves it" the old guy smirks...
Jack smiled back... it was probably just a myth anyway... some older guy messing with him for fun on a slow evening... as he wanders back to the table...
"evil bastard" the old guy chuckles to himself watching him...
Max barely even looks away from the TV as Jack sets the drink down in fromt of him... letting out a half hearted "cheers" as he wraps his hand round the drink... taking it to his lips...
Jack watches... waiting for the reaction as if confetti was going to start shooting from his friend's mouth...
Max smacks his lips together after a gulp... "Now thats fucking good... whats this?"
"jilted lover"
"pfft fuck off... wait you're serious... fine you got your dig... at least it tastes good" Max rolls his eyes...
Jack smirks as he drinks it... even though he felt ridiculous... it was just a beer... what could it possibly do...
"I'm gonna get another... and maybe... you know what I really fancy some snacks" Max stands...
just what could it do...
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"What do you mean you already got your tux... I thought you said we were gonna find you one together man?" Jack frowned
"yeahhh but she already has my measurements... and like I cant remember the colour theme anyway... I know its cream and like some other colour..."
"cream?..."
"yeah as in like the food... damn can we get ice cream I'm fucking starvinggg bro"
"we just had lunch bro... the match is gonna be starting soon... and besides... why are you doing that dumb 'no seeing each other before the wedding' anyway... isn't that like a billion year old tradition"
"Who cares... all I know is the second she sees me up there... shes not gonna be able to keep her hands off of me... and come on please I only had a small lunch anyway..."
"you call a steak and fries... with my portion of fries too... a small lunch?"
Max kisses his teeth rolling his eyes...
"Come on... you must've brought something I know you're holding out on me" he pleads...
Jack sighs... bringing out the large chocolate bar from his pocket as Max's eyes light up...
"fuck yeah bro... gimme that shit..."
As Jack watched Max take a large bite... disbelief took over him... his once svelte friend could barely manage without about 6000 calories a day lately... and it was worsened everytime he had his new favourite beer...
He tried to get a glimpse of the effects... but Max's coat hid most of the damage... he must've gained about 15-20 pounds by now... and Jack found himself irritated by the fact he couldn't see the results...
"You cold bro?" Jack asked...
"Yeah its a little chilly man... glad I dressed for the occasion"
"To be fair I've never seen you wear skinny jeans before... trying something new?"
Max snorted... "what do you mean bro these are my normal jeans..."
"but they look a little tight?" Jack glanced...
Max raised an eyebrow... and nervousness creeped across Jack... the insinuation that Max was gaining weight could only send his ego into defence mode... but instead Max's face rearranged into a smirk...
"ahhh you noticed... I'm getting wham bro" he bites his bottom lip...
"wham?..." Jack raised an eyebrow this time...
"yeah... like buff... I've been using dumbells lately... don't know why my jeans are tighter though... I guess the muscle must be like distributing right?"
"uh... huh..." Jack responded skeptically
"Pffft you wouldn't get it... probs too busy checking out my arse mate"
Max smirked... lifting the back of his coat to show Jack the view...
His jeans clung to his fuller asscheeks... Jack was stunned by just how big it had gotten lately... he'd always had a cute butt sure... but this was... wow... his eyes tracing upwards to the love handles spilling just slightly over the tight waistband... before the coat was pulled back down...
Jack couldn't speak for a few seconds... painfully aware he was blushing... "fuck off man" he responded weakly...
"yeahhh I knew it... fuckin obsessed with me bro" Max smiled smugly again...
and just like that... Jack was back to rolling his eyes... and Max's eyes drifted towards the doughnut wagon outside the stadium... the source of the greasy sugary smell he couldn't resist...
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The stadium was pretty packed... as the chorus of songs from the fans filled the area... the atmosphere making both the boys smile...
"Damn busy one today right?"
"tell me about it-" Jack says going to sit...
"careful!" Max suddenly shouts
"what?" Jack responds shocked
"nearly sat on my doughnuts"
Max sighs, bringing the stuffed full greasy bag to hit chest...
"glad you didn't lose your one true love" Jack smirks
"he didn't mean it" Max smirks... pretending to stroke the bag...
Jack laughs... as Max takes off his coat... making Jack's eyes widen....
Max has worn one of his old football shirts from high school... and damn it was fitting differently... the soft bulge of his new starter belly was pressing against the shirt... his bellybutton clearly outlined thanks to its tightness... the slight raising of his arms led to a glimpse of his happy trail peeking out from underneath... the shirt accentuated his new love handles too clinging to the jeans but strained over the new pounds spilling over them... his chest though still toned was definitely puffier than before...
"what are you looking at?" Max glared...
"uh... just wondering if you were gonna offer me a doughnut" Jack lied...
"pfft no chance... theres only 4... you shoulda got some"
"selfish bastard" Jack smirked...
"whatever" Max smirked back as he begin chanting with the rest of the fans...
As the match played on Jack couldn't help noticing how Max practically never seemed to stop eating... the doughnuts were demolished practically before kick off... as the boys got drinks... Max spent his money on the overpriced snacks... a burger... maybe some fries... stuffing his face...
Even more amazingly... he seemed oblivious to his new gains... pulling at the waistband of his tightening jeans... Jack couldn't help staring at the red marks on Max's hips from his unforgiving waistband...
At half-time the boys sat back down... as Max rubbed his stomach looking for something sweet in the empty bags surrounding him... Jack glanced at the big screen... it was scanning the crowd as people jumped up and down waving when they saw themselves...
"Damn I've never seen them do that before..." Jack mentioned...
"what?... oh yeah... yo... you got anything left over there..."
"you mean other than the one chocolate bar I bought at the beginning... no"
Max pouts... before mockingly batting his eyelashes at Jack... "pretty please"
Jack shook his head... mumbling 'fatty' under his breath...
"yeah yeah... whatever" Max brushed it off... unwrapping the bar...
Jack smiled... before catching the screen in the corner of his eye... oh shit...
"bro... BRO... its us look!" Jack started standing and waving...
"oh shit!" Max smiled...
The boys stood... and as Max placed his free arm over Jack's shoulder... began jumping like mad... after a few seconds they smiled waiting for the screen to switch to someone else... as Max took a bite of his unwrapped chocolate bar... Jack heard a creaking...
... and thats when it happened... on a screen in front of a stadium full of people...
*POP*
Max's jeans button burst... flying forward as the zipper flung to widen... it was obvious... painfully so... the crowd erupted into laughter... Max barely realised what was happening as chants of 'who ate all the pies' echoed around the stadium... Jack didn't even have time to react as he stood there jaw dropped... one of the lads behind Max lifted up his shirt... slapping Max's belly as Max pulled it back down... storming off as the echoes of laughter followed behind him... Jack followed him as the big screen began to play it in slow-mo...
Jack found Max scowling in the corner...
"Look it was a little embarrassing-" Jack began...
"Fucking old jeans... I shouldn't have had the second beer... who knew I'd get this fucking bloated" Max sighed
"bloated???... and-" Jack said confused...
"Yes... fucking duh... these jeans are old... the button must be fucking loose and the beer tipped it over the edge... your fault for buying me that second one by the way"
Jack stood there dumbfounded... he'd never seen denial like this before... surely he must know he's gained weight... theres no way that he actually believes his own lies...
Max scowled stepping closer to Jack... "right?"
Jack paused.... "yeah... you're right"
Max smiled... satisfied... "right we're going to yours... and then I'm putting on some trackies... and you're paying for the pizza by the way"
"Sure man... anything you want..." Jack smirked...
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"Wake up bro... todays the day man..." Jack greeted Max as he brought in a tray...
"wha- oh damn yeah... hey are those the-"
"triple stack of chocolate chip pancakes?- yep as requested... here's the syrup"
"fuck yeah... damn I'm gonna have to stop this when I get married... not gonna become someones fatass husband man"
"yeah... that would be bad" Jack smirked...
Max finished the pancakes incredibly fast... licking the syrup off the cutlery... he stood...
"suppose I better get ready huh" he sniffed...
Jack couldn't take his eyes off his friend... standing there in his boxers... he had gained at least an extra 40 pounds since his embarrassing stadium incident... his belly bulged further over the waistband... with accompanying thick love handles sporting the stretch marks that couldn't keep up with the handsome boy's new diet... as he turned... his butt strained against his boxers so tight that his lower ass practically spilled out the bottom... as he pulled them down to get comfortable... the crack and buried dimples of his lower back made an appearance as he headed towards the bathroom to shower...
"wow" Jack mumbled...
Jack laid Max's tux on his bed before going to get ready himself... he put on his suit... grimacing as the waistband seemed a little tighter than the last time... the effects of hanging around Max's all junk food diet... but it wasn't long before Max was yelling his name...
As Jack rushed into the room.. he could barely supress a smile as he saw the sight in front of him... Max stood there... the buttons to his shirt clinging tightly to his chest... as the lower half remained unbuttoned over his belly... the tux trousers sat comically halfway up his thighs... refusing to accomodate the extra growth further up...
"she got the fucking measurements wrong" Max yelled...
Jack checked the label... "uhhh yeah but she accidentally made it bigger?"
"well... then it must be fucking like American measurements or whatever" he snapped back
"wouldn't they be bigger?-" Jack questioned...
"oh just shut up and fucking help me" Max groaned...
Jack did his best... pulling the buttons closer together on the shirt... 10 minutes of effort combined with 'suck in' followed by 'I am sucking in!' frequently throughout... before they both collapsed from exhaustion...
"shit shit shit! I have to leave in like 15 minutes! fuck... do you have a suit?"
"I don't think thats gonna- wait I have an idea" Jack lit up...
Jack rushed off returning with a corset...
"oh fuck no... those are for girls" Max shook his head...
"you wanna fit in the tux or not?" Jack snapped...
"*sigh* just give me it... its your fucking fault anyway... those fucking pancakes... I must have had a bad reaction..."
'or you're a fatboy who couldnt put down the fork' Jack thought to himself...
Max disappeared off to the bathroom... a series of grunts heard through the door...
"you all good?" Jack asked...
"just one moreeeee... there!" Max sighed... stepping out... "see told you it fits... thankfully you didnt ruin it"
"wha- you know what we dont have time... how did you fit in the trousers...?"
"It got a little easier when I removed a layer underneath" Max smirked...
Jack rolled his eyes hard... "typical you... what if someone notices..."
"pfft no one will notice... besides... easy access for the honeymoon right-" Max laughed...
"ugh... come on lets go!" Jack pushed Max out of the door... smiling to himself about how hard that was to do now...
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The boys barely make it to the hall in time, standing just outside the door... Jack peeks through... luckily they'd arrived before the bride thankfully... he turns around and sees Max still trying to catch his breath from the stairs...
"Are you good?" He asks...
"Yeah *phew* just needed a minute" Max straightens himself up
Jack looked Max up and down... the corset was hiding most of the gains around his midsection but there were some noticable changes... his faced looked puffier... the slight emergence of a double chin on his sharp jawline when he looked down... he was clearly uncomfortable as he pulled at the tight neck of his shirt... the corset must be practically crushing him since it was Jack's from an old halloween costume... before Max puts on his jacket... Jack notices his rear looks comically large in his suit... accentuated by his corset crushed waist... the lack of his boxers wasn't leaving much to the imagination abck there either ... but thankfully the jacket covered it... mostly...
"Look... are you sure you wanna do this man?" Jack said sincerely...
Max rolled his eyes... "yes bro... look you've got to let it go seriously its embarrassing"
Jack scowled... "I'm not talking about us... I mean are you sure that she-"
"look just shut up alright... I get you're jealous... like I'm a fucking catch... but I'm afraid you're gonna have to live with it" Max snarled...
Fury seeped through Jack... about to open his mouth to protest... but instead all that comes out is just a grunt... as he steps through the door and stands near the altar with the other groomsmen...
Max enters a minute later... as smiles from the crowd beam towards him... his smug expression makes Jack grimace yet again... they're barely standing there for a minute before the wedding song plays...
Max's fiance walks down the aisle... she was beautiful just like Max said... and for some reason that irritated Jack a little more than he let on... but whatever... he'd made his choice...
As the veil lifted... Jack couldn't help but notice she raised her eyebrow slightly at him... looking him up and down... before pursing her lips...
The ceremony was brief before moving onto the betrothals... as the minister asked if there were any objections... Max glanced quickly at Jack... who glanced off... but not before noticing and expression he hadn't seen from Max before... disappointment?... nah...
"Yeah I have an objection"
Max whirled around... so did Jack... one of his groomsmen smirked... as he grabbed something out of a box behind him...
"He's gotta have one last beer as a single man!"
He pulls out the bottle... jilted lover... shit... Jack had forgotten about this surprise... he really shouldn't risk it... the bride breathed a sigh of relief and smiled... Jack wondered whether he should intervene... the corset must be tight already... he really didnt think that-
he feels an arm on his chest... Max had pushed him out of the way to get the drink... gently... but still pushed nonetheless... as the smug smirk crept back across his lips again... no... Jack wasn't going to say anything...
Max smiled... "cheers mate... bottoms up" and guzzled down the beer... holding it up to the onlookers who clapped...
He stood back where he was a moment ago at the altar... as they began the vows... Jack relaxed... maybe it wasn't that tight... I mean it wasn't fair anyway... he shouldn't have to be humiliated in front of all their friends...
"And do you Max take- um are you okay?"
Jack looks back up as Max begins to wipe his brow...
"ugh... yeah I'm all *ngh* good... just carry on"
Max looks the most uncomfortable Jack had ever seen him... as he writhes.. the distracted minister tries to continue...
"uh... ahem... do you Max take-"
"*nngh* yeah yeah just get the rings-"
Max steps forward going for the rings... but accidentally knocks them to the ground... as he clumsily steps backward... he smacks his hip into the side of a table decor... which causes him to lose concentration... on keeping his stomach sucked in...
With a loud bang... the corset snaps underneath his tux... the crowd jumps... as suddenly-
*pop pop pop*
the buttons to his shirt burst off... flying at his bride as she blocks her face... falling backwards into a plant pot and hitting the ground...
His belly bulges out... followed by a quick... crea-snap! the button to the suit trousers flying off too... he panics instantly as the crowd can only watch... some of the groomsmen are in hysterics at this point... as Max makes the bold move to lunge for the rings... but thats to the tightness of his jacket he can barely bend... he throws it off... giving an awkward laugh to the crowd...
Jack stood there just like he had at the stadium dumbfounded... it was like it was in slow motion... as if it was on the screen... and he was powerless to stop it... and as Max made another bid for the rings... he almost knew what would happen next...
*SHRIPPPPPPPPPPPP*
Max's trousers BURST... not ripped... BURST... the seams flying into the corners his full bare ass now on display as the bride flees the hall crying... he tries to chase her down... as the crowd is in hysterics... commenting on his arse jiggling as he covers his crotch...
"babe- baby wait... its the measurements- they were wrong-"
"leave me alone Max... I've never been more humiliated... I'm not marrying some FAT PIGGY!" she grabs his belly jiggling it... before storming out... as Max stands there shocked... before hurtling into the back room...
Jack regains his composure looking at the hysterical crowd... a few people run out after the bride but the large majority have tears of laughter streaming from their faces... and as shocked as Jack was he couldn't help but think...
'well.. he was right about her not keeping her hands off him'
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"Yo... Max you in here..." Jack knocked on the door... glancing around the room...
"Just fuck off man" Max shouted from behind the door...
"I sent everyone home man... its just us... and come on I brought you some boxers..."
the door clicks as a hand grabs the boxers from around it...
"I got you some joggers and a t-shirt too" Jack smiled awkwardly
"great" Max responded flatly...
Max didn't reach for the rest of the clothes... sitting on a chair... he places a hand on his belly...
"I'm fucking fat" he groans...
Jack just shrugs... "look that was pretty humiliating but they'll get over it"
Max raises an eyebrow
"in a few years" Jack quickly adds
Max buries his head in his hands...
"come on it can't be that bad"
"oh yeah so you'd be fine if it happened to you huh..."
"uhhh"
"exactly"
Max sighs... "That fucking beer... I could tell that shit was making me gain weight"
"Really?"
"Okay not really... but I've figured it out pretty much now"
Jack sighs... "Look... I may have known that the beer might have been a little fattening... thanks to some old fat guy at the bar"
Jack tensed waiting for the fury... the end of their friendship...
But Max just laughed... "you sneaky fucking bastard"
"You're not mad?"
"eh I kinda deserved it... and I think I knew I shouldn't have tried to marry her... I mean I was pretty awful to you thinking about it now... and you were just looking out for what was best for me... well... not best for my waistline... but you get the point"
Jack just laughed as Max smirked...
"So now whats your master plan... ditch me now you've turned me into some pathetic fat piggy?"
"figured it out huh" Jack replied sarcastically
"better not I'm gonna need a bar buddy if theres no more dates in my future" Max sighed...
"you'll have dates bro..." Jack smiled...
"yeah if I sit on them so they can't leave maybe" Max stands as he pokes his butt... the flesh jiggling with each prod...
"you've got that ass for it bro" Jack smirks giving it a smack...
"don't think I ain't noticed you've gained a couple too... waistbands looking pretty tight..." Max raised his eyebrows smugly...
"yeah yeah... its from being around you fatboy... all that junk food"... Jack laughs patting Max's belly...
"You still haven't tried the beer yet huh?" Max smirks...
"No way..." Jack snorts...
Max stands... rustling around his bag as he grabs a bottle... popping off the lid...
"come on bro... fairs fair" he smirks...
Jack shakes his head... but Max smirks... that sexy cheeky smirk... as he guides the bottle to Jack's lips... the beer is heavenly... thick... full as each mouthful is more quenching than the last....
*pop*
Max snorts... "just too good" as he pokes Jack's starter belly... the button of Jack's trousers hitting the floor...
Jack stands... grabbing a bottle himself... he places one hand on Max's love handle... giving it a squeeze...
"you gonna make me a fatboy like you huh?"
Max smirks back... "I'm gonna try"
"I could be convinced..." Jack smirks...
he steps closer to Max... their bellies pressed against each other... his hand snakes down Max's hip... grabbling his bulging bubblebutt...
"but I gotta know something first..."
he kisses Max...
"Do you promise to be my fatboy... for the rest of my life" Jack whispers...
Max leans back... as they look each other in the eyes...
"I do" he moans... as they kiss...
THE END
