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Reunion

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Themes: Weight Gain, Muscle Gain, Magic, Role Reversal, Dominant/Submissive

Mike had been in perfect shape ever since his high school football days. It had been 10 years since he graduated but even now he retained a solid six pack. In fact, a decade of constantly working out had only caused his muscles to grow. His pecs were a shelf of muscle surrounded by broad shoulders, with bulging biceps just below. A perky round bubble butt and meaty thighs stretched the fabric of all his shorts. This meant his junk was almost always outlined in the front, supported by a jockstrap. He had virtually no body hair below his beautifully chiseled face. He was a complete 6’2” package.

Fitness was important to Mike, he made a point to hit the gym at least once a day, twice a day if he was feeling up for it. His meals were carefully planned and he never drank, even when his boyfriend Dan begged him to have a fun night out. It was a point of contention in their relationship. Dan had once been as strict in his healthy regime as Mike, but over the years he had grown to love other aspects of life including food, beer, friends, and television. He still worked out but his six pack had long faded, replaced by a bulging gut as he grew into a beefy 230 lb bear with a handsome chunky face. Mike didn’t mind this though, he loved Dan for who he was, and he secretly reveled in being the “pretty” one. It gave him a sense of dominance in the relationship he’d never felt before. They had met in high school, secretly fooling around together after practice, each taking turns topping the other’s athletic physique. After graduation, Dan began to pile the weight on he became somewhat of a lazy lover and a constant bottom with a growing ass. As time went on Mike grew to love being in charge and took the role to heart. He had lost all interest in bottoming, in fact the thought of taking a dick no longer turned him on at all.

“You’ve grown into such a fucking hog,” Mike would sneer as he thrust his impressive member into Dan’s jiggling hairy ass, constantly glancing down at his own sculpted body.

This kind of sex play wasn’t exactly Dan’s cup of tea, but seeing the look of lust in Mike’s eyes was all he needed to enjoy the experience. But Dan privately worried their lives were beginning to become too separated. Besides working out, they had very little in common anymore. Mike never even tried to go out with him to bars or clubs these days, as he would often just sit awkwardly while everyone else became intoxicated. He was a drag to be around in those situations. Mike refused to play videogames, as he felt it was a waste of time that could be spent outside hiking, swimming, or some other exhausting activity. The result was that they spent very little time together besides having sex, and that wasn’t the kind of relationship Dan wanted.

Maybe I should try to find someone else before I get too old. Dan would think to himself in the dead of night.

“Come on, Mike” Dan begged, “just have a single beer with us at the reunion, that’s all I ask.” The pair stood in the kitchen as Mike mixed a protein shake. Their 10 year highschool reunion was coming up. They had decided to go, if only for the opportunity to visit family in their hometown.

Mike brushed him off, “Dan you know I work out early on Sunday mornings, I don’t want to be hungover the day after that stupid reunion.” He didn’t even look at Dan as he said it, just continued to mix his protein. Mike was secretly was excited to see how far many of his classmates had fallen, he would be a god among men now that most of his straight peers had let themselves go.

Dan stood quietly for a moment.

“Sometimes I think we’d be better off going our separate ways,” Dan finally said quietly. Mike took a sip of his shake nonchalantly.

“Are we really gonna do this tonight, babe?” Mike walked forward and poked Dan’s belly. “Want me to fuck that piggy ass before you go out tonight?”

Dan brushed his hand away.

“I’m serious, Mike! I don’t think we’re meant for each other. Sometimes I feel like I should find someone who’s more into the stuff I’m into, we don’t really have anything in common. You’re kind of boring if we’re being honest.”

Mike noticed something different in Dan’s voice.. Almost like he might actually mean what he was saying.

“You think you’re gonna find anyone else like me?” Mike responded, gesturing down at his body as he said it.

Dan stared in shock.

“What are you trying to say, Mike?” He said angrily.

“I’m saying you let yourself go a long time ago silly,” Mike grabbed a handful of Dan’s belly and laughed.

Dan wasn’t ashamed of his weight. He had stopped placing much emphasis on looks a long time ago, but Mike’s words still cut.

“You’re an asshole, Mike. We’re done.” Dan turned to walk out of the room.

“Babe, I didn’t mean it like that. We do this all the time, it’s hot” Mike whined.

“I don’t care how you meant it, you’re shallow, Mike.” Dan said he walked into the bedroom and started throwing clothes into a suitcase.

“Wait what are you doing?” Mike asked when he saw the suitcase.

“You haven’t grown at all since we met, you’re still just an immature high schooler who cares too much about what he looks like. You’re no fun, no one likes being around you, you need to loosen up and stop being so vain.” Dan rattled off as he grabbed clothes from the closet.

Mike stood in the doorway wide eyed. His confidence began to drip away.

“Please don’t go. You know I love you.” Mike couldn’t fathom being alone. It was his one weakness. He hadn’t been alone in almost 12 years.

“I have to, Mike. We’re too different, we need to experience the world on our own.” Dan closed the suitcase and started for the door.

Mike’s voice became shaky, “What do you want me to do? I’ll go out, I’ll have a drink.”

“It’s too late for that,” Dan opened the apartment door. His suitcases wheel became entangled in the carpet, he bent down to free it, his gut making it difficult.

“I’ll do anything!” Mike pleaded, “Just tell me, one thing, please just tell me what to do.”

“I don’t know, gain some weight,” Dan said absent mindedly as he fiddled with the wheel, finally freeing it.

“What?” Mike said bewildered as Dan walked out the door, slamming it behind him.

The next week was hell for Mike. The feeling of being alone was almost too much to bare. He had no friends besides a few gym buddies, but he never saw them outside of working out. He sat in the apartment, festering in his loneliness, pangs of sadness hitting him with every constant reminder of Dan. Dan hadn’t so much as called since he left. He was the social one, the one with all the friends. Mike was sure they were taking care of him now, probably all having fun while he soaked in his misery.

Mike did pushups and sit ups in the living room before sitting on the couch in a skin tight white t shirt and tightey whiteys just staring at the wall. Even his abs were outlined under the shirt, his nipples on full display as well. He spread his gorgeous body across the sofa as he sunk deep into thought.

I don’t know, gain some weight… Gain some weight… Gain some weight.

The words rang in his head. Dan wanted him to get fat? Was that it? What a strange request.

I’d do anything to have him back. Mike found himself thinking constantly. But getting fat.. He wasn’t sure. The reunion was tonight, when would he see Dan after that? Plus.. getting fat? He wanted Dan, he knew that much. These thoughts circled in his head endlessly.

The tv turned itself on suddenly. A loud infomercial featuring an overly optimistic announcer lit up the room.

“Is your life in the dumps?” The announcer chimed over greyscale video of sad looking people in dark rooms. “We can help!” The video suddenly burst into color as happy people walked in bright sunlight laughing.

Mike grabbed the remote and tried to turn the tv off, but the infomercial continued.

“A little bit of magic can go a long way!” That line caught Mike’s attention.

“We can change your life!” The screen flickered between images of money raining down on people, people caressing their perfect bodies, some standing in front of brand new homes.

“No request is too strange or too difficult!” The screen went dark except for bright white words that read

TELL US, WHAT DO YOU DESIRE?

The words flashed on screen for several seconds as Mike stared bewildered.

“I..” He started. He couldn’t believe he was actually going to respond to a commercial, but he was bored so why not?

“I need to gain weight so my boyfriend will take me back.” He answered. He jumped a bit as the announcer instantly began to speak again, this time in a very forlorn tone.

“Remember, magic comes with a price!” The tv shut itself off and the room was dark once again.

Mike was unnerved by the incident. Was this a prank? He shrugged it off and looked down to the celery in his hand only to find a cheeto there instead.

“What the..?” He dropped the cheeto in disgust. He looked around the apartment to find trash and junk food wrappers laying all around. Soda cans and bottles littered the floor. He wiped the cheeto dust off on his shirt., finding another surprise there. Gone were his abs, replaced by a small pot belly that pressed against the fabric. His eyes went wide as he jerked the shirt up revealing his soft mid section that shook just a bit with the motion. He lowered his shirt in embarrassment and confusion.

“How is–BURRRRRP” he belched loudly as his gut expanded outward causing his shirt to ride up slightly, exposing the bottom of his new gut. He looked down to find small hairs sprouting in a line there. He felt a draft on his back and reached back to find small love handles forming, spilling out of the shirt as it continued to ride up.

“Oh my god!” Mike began to panic. He jumped up from the couch to find a mirror. He took several steps before he felt a tingling in his back side, a sort of itching between his cheeks which he could now feel wobbling with each step. He grabbed a handful of one and felt how large his ass had grown. He stood in shock as he felt his perky ass inflate in his hand like a water balloon, until the perky tightness gave way to a blubbery bottom heavy globe. His underwear strained to contain the mass. The itching was only getting stronger. He shoved his hand down his whitey tighteys deep between his cheeks which were now pressed tightly together. He barely even noticed the ass crack hair that had never been there before. He gasped as he found the itch right in the now soaked center of his quivering hole. It wasn’t an itch, it was a craving. He couldn’t help but moan as he shoved a finger in, stars bursting in his vision as he felt a sensation unlike any other. He fingered himself mindlessly for several seconds before a cool draft engulfed his front mid section. He pulled his finger out and looked down in shock to find his pot belly was now a full sized round gut pushing his shirt all the way up to his pecs.. Or what used to be his pecs. They were now beginning to droop with fat as his nipples sagged further and further down. He grabbed a handful of his moob and gasped again at the sensitivity of his nipples. He was torn between feeling remorse for his life long gym visits and being distracted by the sexual sensations he was feeling all over his body.

RIPPPP! his ass burst out of his underwear. Another loud rip came as his thighs outgrew their whitey tightey captors, leaving only the waist band intact. He looked as if he was wearing a white loin cloth that just barely covered his now long and massive ass crack. His love handles strained against the elastic as he started for the bathroom mirror once again, his steps now heavy and awkward. As he neared the bathroom door he placed a hand on the door frame and noticed the absence of his biceps. His arms were now mounds of fat that swung, shook, and creased with every movement. He stepped in front of the mirror and turned bright red. He didn’t recognize himself. His chiseled features were gone, replaced by a soft fat face and a double chin that was getting thicker by the second. His face and neck was covered in stubble that led all the way down to a hairy chest and massive gut that sat on the counter in front of him as he leaned in to get a closer look. The elastic waist band snapped and fell to the floor and he suddenly remembered his own cock. He reached toward it instinctively but was blocked by his own gut which seemed to be expanding not only outward but downward now. Instead he ran his hand along his side and under hit gut to try to find his dick, finally getting his fingers on it with great difficulty. He rubbed it, hoping to find yet another intense sexual pleasure, but was disappointed to find he barely felt anything. It slipped from his grasp as it shrank while his fat pad grew. It was as if the bathroom was shrinking around him and he found it difficult to turn without hitting something with his massive ass or belly. He waddled to the nearby scale and stepped on. The numbers flashed before 350 lbs appeared, but a second lately 375 appeared, and 400 a second after that. A moment later the scale stopped changing as it sat at 505 lbs. Mike was barely able to move now. With great difficulty he stepped off the scale, which felt like stepping 5 feet downward. His massive body almost too much for his legs to handle. He huffed and puffed as he stepped in front of the mirror again. He was a caricature of a human. The cellulite ridden fat all over his body shook like jello curtains. There was no sign of the god-like physique he had once owned. No sign of any muscle on his body whatsoever. He was now a hog of a person, an obese embarrassment.

Mike froze as the door to the apartment swung open.

“Mike, I’m home.” Dan’s voice echoed.

Mike didn’t know what to do. He stood in panic for several seconds before Dan appeared in the bathroom doorway.

Dan too had changed.

Gone was the hairy bear from before. In his place was a 6’5” godlike muscle man with Dan’s face. He wore a tank top and short shorts, tanned and toned. His ass was built like a shelf, his pecs pressed angrily at his tank, his arms shredded and ripped, his handsome face all the more handsome with no fat on it whatsoever.

“Hey big guy,” Dan said nonchalantly, “Whatcha up to?”

“Dan.. I… you’re so… I don’t know how I got this big..” Mike’s fat face was flush with embarrassment. “I don’t know what’s happening.”

Dan laughed, “What are you talking about, silly?”

“I’m so fucking fat!” Mike yelled, “ How did this happen?”

“Are you trying to turn me on?” Dan giggled, “You hurt your knee in high school, I’m into fat guys, we found each other, the rest is history.” Dan’s growing boner was obvious below his neon short shorts.

“You’re.. You’re into fat guys?” Mike was so confused.

“We don’t have time to role play,” Dan said headed to the bedroom, “We have to get to the reunion, piggy. I’ll go get your clothes. I’m glad we gave you a bath this morning, we don’t have time for it now.”

The reunion?! Mike had completely forgotten. He couldn’t be seen like this. What was he going to do?

“I’m not going to the reunion,” Mike said shakily, “Not like this!”

Dan came back with a pair of underwear, pants, and a t shirt. It all looked more like sheets than clothing.

“We talked about this, you’re going.” Dan’s voice was stern. Mike wanted to argue but he suddenly felt like Dan was in control, as if he wasn’t allowed to argue. “Put these on, babe.” Dan slapped Mike’s gut a couple times causing ripples to flow all over. “Can’t wait to fuck that fat ass of yours afterwards.” Mike stared in shock, but felt the same familiar itching in a place he could not longer comfortably reach on his own.

2 hours later the pair were pulling up to their old high school gym. Mike felt claustrophobic in the car, his fat draped on the passenger door. He hadn’t even bothered to put his seatbelt on. Mike had started to remember things during the drive over. He had hurt his knee in highschool he realized. Dan was into fat guys. Dan had fattened him up to nearly 230 before he ever even realized what was happening, before Dan had ever even told him. He felt like he had nowhere to go after that so he just let it happen, happy to see his lover be so turned on that he had let Dan ruin his body, to push him past the point of no return.

“This’ll be your first time in a gym in a long time huh fatboy?” Dan laughed. He had a look of lust in his eyes that both horrified and turned Mike on at the same time.

“I don’t know about this, Dan.” Mike wasn’t ready for this.

“Get out of the car, fatty.” Dan ordered. He walked around to the passenger side to help Mike climb out. Several kids on the sidewalk watched and giggled quietly to each other as Mike used all his strength to get out of the car. His hairy ass was hanging out of his enormous pants by the time he stood all the way up, accidentally let a loud fart escape as he did so. Dan walked behind Mike and pulled his pants back up. Dan looked stunning in the polo and khakis he’d worn for the occasion His bulging muscles pushed at every bit of fabric. Mike on the other hand simply bulged all over. There was an almost comedic contrast between the two.

“Alright, let’s go.” Dan said determinedly.

As the two made their way into the gym, Dan was greeted with many happy faces and welcomes, but Mike was barely recognized by anyone there. Dan introduced him to several people who were unable to hide their looks of disgust at what he had become. They remembered the fit Mike they had known in high school, not the tub of lard in front of them. The old football team was the hardest to face. They laughed and jeered openly at their old teammate.

“Goddamn you got fat!”

“And I thought I was fat!”

“When’s the last time you saw your dick, fatboy?” They laughed. Mike was forced to pretend to laugh, even though his face was burning with embarrassment. The old quarterback even had the nerve to lift Mike’s shirt up and rub his belly as he joked that Mike could serve as the entire defensive line these days.

All the while, Dan had stood to the side hiding his boner, relishing in Mike’s embarrassment. Mike noticed Dan occasionally rubbing his cock through his pants as Mike was berated with verbal abuse from his teammates. It was getting harder to remember that just hours ago, it was Mike that had the perfect body and Dan who was out of shape. Mike was slowly forgetting his life as a jock, sinking into his new fat persona. But this didn’t make the reunion any easier.

He was relieved to find himself back in the car heading home.

“I can’t believe you let them talk to me like that,” Mike said embarrassed.

“Listen, you knew what you were getting into when you gained all this weight, when you let yourself go.” Dan snapped back.

He’s right. Mike thought for a second before remembering that he never really agreed to any of this, but who would believe him now?

By the time they got back to the apartment, Mike was sweaty and exhausted. His bad knee was shaking so he went straight to bed. Moments later Dan appeared in the doorway.

“You ready for this, fatboy?” Mike looked up to see Dan’s rock hard boner sticking straight forward.

Mike wanted to say no, to refuse Dan sex, but for some reason he needed this man’s cock. He needed it shoved up his fat ass. His hole throbbed at the thought. With great effort, Mike rolled over onto his stomach and laid flat on the bed. Dan crawled on top of him and spread his massive ass cheeks. A second later Mike gasped and moaned as his dominant boyfriend thrust his member into his ass. Dan pumped and thrust, jiggling Mike’s fat all over, slapping his ass, calling him every variation of pig and bottom heavy slut he could think of until finally, as Dan filled Mike’s fat ass with cum, Mike’s old life began to disappear from his mind. Afterwards, Mike, now a submissive gainer bottom laid on the bed exhausted, drifting to sleep, unable to remember anything from his days as a cocky muscle top.

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