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Modeling for Two - Final
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The headlines were abuzz; word had gotten out that a particular plus-size model would be on the cover of the month’s magazine. He had only gotten wind of it the night before, and while being ecstatic he sort of celebrated with food. This wasn’t uncommon as his eating habits got heavier, though in thanks due to the shakes that the company provided him. Celebrating with some pizza and Chinese, working up an appetite that at this point was commonplace for him; unknowingly giving thanks to a particular product, having spent most of the night eating, watching TV and occasionally changing positions on his worn recliner. In this being by himself, he wisely chose to wear his bathing suit…well, lack of clothes.
He had finally come around to his weight; at first he didn’t like it and partly wanted to get rid of it. But after giving it a fair shot, he found the actually kinda liked it, his once small moogle body now being covered by a thick layer of fat. His thighs and arms thick and meaty, his face becoming decadent and cherubic, his butt swollen like two globes of fat, having been blessed with a fair pair of moobs that rested atop his large stomach, having to resort to spreading his legs apart to make room his biggest feature. Having gone from his once small 40 pounds; well above double or even tripled his weight. He had sat comfortably at the 212 mark; he loved his body and in return his body loved him and got paid quite the salary to make other’s happy as well. The amazing part, you might ask? Even with all of his success and food, he remained himself through this all. He had doubts, as anyone would. He owned a lot of thanks to the company for providing him with this wonderful opportunity, however, a good portion of those thanks should go to their little helper; the ‘energy’ shakes.
You see the shakes that were provided him while boosting his energy levels and generally keeping and helping him remaining active, they had a smaller, more important role. They contained such things as an appetite stimulate that helps the models keep their well, appetite. Not enough to make them go overboard, and too little to not have any affect; just enough to help them…spur along, if you will. All provided by the company for their plump and voluptuous models. Seeing their moogles hefty gain, they decided to tone their shakes back quite a bit, providing him with shakes with substantially less stimulate to help him plateau.
Morning had come; Glenn laid in the recliner with belly in the air and an assortment of boxes from last night. The fat moogle stirred around as his phone rang, picking it up revealed to be his assistant informing him that he’ll be there shortly to pick him up for the shoot. Glenn tapped the button after the call ended and hoisted his self and out of the chair and waddled into the kitchen in a half groggy state. While rummaging through the fridge to see if anything sounded good, he failed to hear the door open and for his assistant, a rabbit with an average build. Stepping into the kitchen he had taken the moogle by surprise in mid-stride.
“Mr. Lazarus?” he called out, startling Glenn and falling onto his ass in the process.
Glenn looked up at him before answering, “How many times have I said that you’re quite sneaky?” he jokingly said as his propped himself up, his stomach consuming the inner parts of his thigh.
The assistant chuckled, “Well, this would make about the 30th time” he replied, somehow keeping track of how much this had happened.
Glenn’s stomach rumbled, Mark, the assistant, gently tossed the doughnut to him. Causing the confectionary delight to rest on top of his stomach, the moogle looked down and blushed. Flattered that Mark is thoughtful about breakfast, though he looked up and before he could get a word out.
“There’s more in the limo, the shoots in an hour so you should get dressed” he answered Glenn’s thought before leaving him to his business.
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THE END
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I think this took longer than anticipated, in a whole.
But this was a fun thing to try, and might do another in the future.
As always, I thank you for you're support and time.
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