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Celebrity Gainer: Chapter 3
🕑 Added 2024-05-12 15:00:05 +0000 UTCRobert awoke to Tyson rubbing his belly. He was annoyed to be stirred from his sleep and angrily told the man to stop.
“Babe, breakfast is ready plus your agent has called you like six times this morning. It’s time to get up.”
With great effort, Robert rolled over and looked at his phone. Tyson wasn’t lying. He looked at his messages and apparently he was being approached to star in a web series about gaining and encouraging. Robert couldn’t believe this was his life. Two years ago, when he started his OnlyFans, he had no idea that one day he would be able to quit his job, work on content full time, and do plus size modeling. Now he could add acting to that list?
The smell of food hit his nostrils and his stomach began to growl as he stared at his phone. He sat up with a grunt. For the past two years he had been able to slow down his gains, somewhat. He went from 300 to 350 over that span of time with the help of a string of encouragers, Tyson being the latest. He was trying to stabilize his weight and actually intended to stop gaining at 300, but his appetite for food and attention proved too strong.
He stood up, fully nude, and scratched at the fresh stretch marks on his fuzzy overhang. His belly was now the heaviest part of his body and drooped forward with a gravity that was beginning to cause lower back pain. He could no longer see his dick when he was standing and had lost a couple inches from his encroaching fat pad. He could still reach his cock but was aware that may not be the case in another 50 pounds. He put that idea out of his head. He needed to slow down on the gains.
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes Robert followed the smell of food to the dining room of his new apartment. He sat down at the table and eagerly dug in. Tyson was an excellent cook. As the food met his lips and the flavor overwhelmed his senses with pleasure, Robert wondered if he could ever truly stop gaining.
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Acting was more tiring than Robert anticipated. It kept him on his feet for hours at a time and entailed much more walking and physicality than he was used to. Thankfully the other actors were fat as well, along with a good portion of the crew. It even became a joke on set that their collective girth was slowing down the shoot and inconveniencing craft services. Ultimately though, it was worth it.
Even though the pay was low, Robert felt as though he was working on something that would positively benefit the gaining community and plus sized people as a whole. Entitled, “Gaining Experience,” the half hour comedy incorporated a variety of perspectives and experiences on being fat and getting fatter. It was rare to see this world on screen and everyone involved believed it was important representation. Besides, Robert got the role of the hunky chunky guy next door who falls for a dashing married encourager which was a whole lot of fun to play.
The encourager was a dashing muscle stud named Clayton who happened to be an encourager and aspiring gainer in real life. The story required lots of flirting, kissing, and even a sex scene between Robert and Clayton, and neither man seemed to mind very much. In fact, on more than one occasion the sexual tension between the two went beyond acting. Regardless, they both avoided crossing that line of professionalism when the cameras weren’t around. Robert certainly fantasized about it, though. He and Tyson had broken up and Robert’s libido was feeling unserviced without a steady encourager at his side.
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When the show wrapped after three weeks of shooting Robert discovered he was pushing 365 pounds. He could hardly believe it. He had no encourager at home cooking him meals, he was on his feet and more active than ever, yet he was still gaining weight? Five pounds a week no less! Sometimes it felt like his body was simply committed to getting fatter regardless of external circumstances.
At the wrap party, everyone was joking about how they had actually lost weight while shooting a show about gainers. The two other main stars commented they had each lost about five pounds and were eager to gain it back. The showrunner had lost ten from all the stress. Clayton waited until the discourse died down and then looked at Robert knowingly.
“I think Robert had a different experience,” Clayton suggested with a naughty smile. “I mean isn’t that the costume tee you wore on our first day of shooting?”
Robert looked down, “Yeah I think it is. It’s uh definitely a bit more snug.”
“I think the script called for your belly to be hanging out an inch below the hem, not three!” Clayton teased.
The crowd murmured in titillation between the exchange.
“Well I’d like to thank my loyal encourager, Devon,” Robert said, referencing Clayton’s character on screen, “for fattening me up beyond belief. This obese Oscar award would never have been possible without him!”
Everyone cheered. Libations were shared and food was consumed as the party got underway. The party of gainers and encouragers ate and drank like hedonists until every belly was filled to the brim. As the group thinned out the last ones standing headed to a local bar. Robert was drunk and had been flirting shamelessly with Clayton. Now that filming was done it was clear where this relationship was headed.
An hour later at the bar, Clayton and Robert were chatting alone in a corner booth when Clayton raised his shirt. One row of abs were still visible at the top of his midsection but beneath them rose a considerable roll of chub. He smiled proudly and pinched the fat to emphasize its size.
“You’re not the only one who gained weight,” Clayton beamed. “I took full advantage of craft services and I think it paid off. Well, I know it did. I gained 7 pounds!”
Robert smiled and pinched the chub himself. The softness contrasted with the hard abdominal muscle it rested atop.
“Something tells me…” Robert trailed off with hearts in his eyes as he leaned closer to his co-star. “That this,” he jiggled the man’s belly roll a bit, “is only the beginning.”
Comments
Musclegut
This was wonderful... you hit spot-on some of the ironies of celebrity. The gainer twist to it was better than a week of sundaes. Bravo and BURRRPPP. x
