TheFatProject

*Warning* After stuffing. Weight. If you don't like it, don't read it. - - - - Maybe he shouldn't have ate that final slice, if he could have gone back in time, he'd most likely stop himself from even getting up and sneaking down the stairs for a midnight snack. John groaned, quite audibly, feeling rather stupid for continually shoving slice after slice of delicious, moist, fattening cake into his hungry maw. Ugh, if someone happened to come down the stairs and see this, he'd probably die of embarrassment. Currently stuck, tummy pressed against the very table quite painfully, he had tried multiple times getting up, extremely anxious about

"Mmmph...Nat...I'm stuffed..." Another slice of pizza was stuffed into the brunette's mouth. True to his word, Drew was full, and felt he could explode. He hadn't bothered to wear shirts lately because it would only tear apart at his ever-growing stomach, and his boxer shorts were threatening to tear around his huge thighs with every movement. It wasn't his fault he had grown so fat! It was his girlfriend, Natalie's, fault. Even as a young man, Drew had always had puppy fat he could never shed, and Natalie had been making him eat nonstop for the past few weeks. At first, Drew was happy that he could finally eat as much as he wanted without

As Edward walked into the crowded student union, he saw that several of his friends had already gathered around one of the vacant tables and were chatting away with each other. When they noticed that Ed had arrived, they happily waved for him to come over and have a seat. "Ed, over here!" Clutching his rather full tray of food,  Edward made his way over to the table. Once he got there he frowned. There was barely any room for him to sit. Grabbing a chair from an empty table, he did his best to squeeze into the small space he was given, just barely fitting. "Guys, I think we need to find another table." Ed groaned, barely able to move between