thinking about: shane and ilya getting competitive over their pre-season bulk cycle. they've been talking about their training plans, complaining about how bulking can get really tiring, normal stuff. then one of them gets an idea and suggests they set themselves a challenge to make it more fun; who can gain the most weight in a week?
and of course, both of them are wildly competitive and neither of them is a quitter. so they shake on it. seven days, starting the next morning, and a weigh in on the morning of day 8. whoever gains the most weight wins. easy.
cue a full week of shane and ilya stuffing themselves absolutely stupid. starting immediately from the first full day of their contest, they're eating obscene amounts of food, serving thirds and fourths at mealtimes, and by midweek their stomachs have started to adjust to the insane quantity of food they're consuming so they end up ordering takeout twice a day because their grocery order can't keep up. they can barely get through their workouts because they're so full all the time. if they're anything less than 98% full theyre eating. being 100% full isn't a guarantee that they'll stop. their house is a constant symphony of overstuffed groans and soft burps. both of them are constantly walking around holding their bellies.
they get kinky about it almost immediately, because this is hollanov, and they're constantly teasing each other about how much the other is eating, taunting each other about the size of their stuffed bellies, comparing their bloats like gym bros compare biceps. shane feels heavy as fuck but he thinks it's psychological, or maybe water weight, until ilya points out the new stretch marks on his hips during one of the evenings they're not both too stuffed to fuck. shane has love handles now. he's confused and horny about that fact.
at the end of one full week of near-constant eating, they weigh in. they were intending to weigh in first thing in the morning with empty bellies, but they both forgot about that until after they'd each polished off a huge stack of pancakes and a protein shake. that's as close as they'll get to empty, so they go ahead with weighing in, and...! shane wins the competition. ilya is dramatic about this. he doesn't understand how shane beat him. shane has still been (mostly) eating relatively healthy foods, not just pure dirtybulking like ilya. how is it possible for shane to have gained more without resorting to the mcgriddle?
what ilya doesn't know is that shane switched up the ingredients for his protein shakes - ice cream, boxed cake mix, and a little bit of straight up olive oil, have joined the recipe.
ilya demands a second week of the competition. shane can tell just from ilya's face that he's not challenging the result - he just wants to keep doing this. shane agrees immediately.
