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Spiderman to Spiderpig Part 8
Spiderman to Spiderpig Part 8
“I can do this. I used to do this. You got this.” I tell myself as I enter the campus gym. I know Hector wouldn’t approve, but I want to get back in shape.
“Let’s start easy.” I get on the treadmill and set it to walking speed. This should be a good start. After about 5 minutes, I am already starting to sweat.
“Ignore the sweat Parker, let's kick it up a notch.” I increase the speed to a mild jog.
“Huff, Huff…Okay I can do this.” The feeling of my belly and moobs bouncing is trying to distract me. I knew that would happen, just ignore it. Hey! I’ve been jogging for 5 minutes. Maybe I can do this!
“Ahh…right…*pants*...let’s really do this!” Cranking up the treadmill to running speed. I got this…just a little more. But before I knew it, my stubby legs couldn’t keep up and I tripped on the treadmill sending me flying. A few people came to my aid, but most were laughing at me. Okay time for something else.
“Assume the position.” Telling myself as I lay on the mat. Let’s try to do 10 situps.
“1, 2, 3…Nghhhh!” I use all of my energy to hoist myself up.
“C’mon!” Grunting, I try my best. However, I can feel my belly weighing me down.
“Guhh…” I give up stretching my arms and catching my breath. Not even one. When I sit up, I can feel everyone staring at me. Whispering about how this fat slob of a pig can’t even do one sit up.
“No, I can’t give up!” On to the next thing. Something easy. Jumping jacks! Once again, assume the position. I begin to jump.
“1, 2, 3, 4, 5…” So far so good. Yet again, I feel my body fat jiggling inside of my gym clothes.
“6, 7, 8…” Oh no! Not now! Don’t get a boner. Don’t get a boner. Don’t get a boner.
“9, 10, 11, 12…” I need to take a break. Calm down Parker, just go down. I tell my boner. Okay, I think I can resume.
“13, 14, 15! *whew*.” That was good. I think I can get back in shape.
“Bros! Check this out! Look at this fatass tryin’ to do jumping jacks.” I turn to see a group of buff frat guys walk by me.
“Chunky would be better off in the cafeteria.” Assholes, but who am I kidding?
“That’s why we don’t allow fat guys in our frat. Makes me wanna puke.”
“Screw you guys!” Is all I can come back with, but all they do is laugh at me while I rush to the locker room. I can’t let anyone see my massive erection. After I go flaccid, I want to go do at least one more exercise. Pull ups. Luckily there’s no one around.
“Hup!” Jumping up grabbing the bar. “Okay Parker, you can do…2” Yeah, I can do that. “And up!” Damn! I am heavy! Trying to pull my entire fat weight so that my chin can make it.
“Nghhhh…almost there! And…1!” I let myself drop down hard. Somehow I remained holding the bar.
“Okay. Now for the second. 1, 2, 3!” Desperately pulling myself up. I want this! I can do it! In actuality, I barely budged an inch. “C’mon Parker. You can do it!” Suddenly I feel my weight lifting and easily pull myself up. Wait, what’s the push I feel on my sides?
“And 2!” I did it! My excitement caused me to let go, where I landed on my soft butt and flop back.
“I did it! I really did it.” Ecstatic, I say to myself.
“You sure did, Spiderpig.” Hearing that name made me swallow my pride. He helped me finish my 2nd rep.
“Oh hehe…hey Hector.” He looms over me with arms folded and looking disappointed. After changing we head back to my room.
“Why were you at the gym, Parker?”
“I…I wanted to see if I could get back in shape!” I am being honest.
“You know damn well that you really don’t.”
“Yes but that thing is…”
“Yeah?” He’s starting to listen.
“I do like being fat and gaining weight, but it doesn’t feel the same without trying to exercise.”
“What do you mean?” I rationalize further.
“When I was gaining weight from the restaurant perk, it made it all the more rewarding cause I was fighting crime. Without that, I feel like I am gaining weight for nothing.”
“What about me?” Hector asks worriedly.
“Don’t get me wrong, I am doing it for you too. But the crime fighting was for me, so I thought if I try exercising again, it will have the same effect.”
“Ahhh…I get it now!” Then he softens his entire body language. “I’m sorry Parker, I had no idea.”
“It’s not your fault. I am even realizing this now.” I feel better now that I said it.
“You know what Spiderpig, I want you to go to the gym every weekday. Do as much exercise as you can, until you are dripping with sweat. Then when you get back, I will serve you up a shit ton of food as your reward.”
“You’ll really do that?” I can feel that rush of excitement again!
“Of course, anything for my pig boyfriend.” His confident smile makes my heart melt. I embrace him in a bear hug. “Ooof. Okay Spiderpig. You’re gonna crush my spine!” I let him go.
“Sorry.” I blush.
“Do you want your reward for today?” What is he getting at?
“Umm…yes?”
“Good!” He opens the fridge and takes out at least 5 tubs of ice cream.
“What’s this!” My eyes light up.
“I was going around to restaurants and Cream Cow had a freezer short circuit. They were giving away the ice cream because it was going to melt.”
“They make the richest and thickest ice cream in the State!”
“Great work Spiderpig.” He’s mocking the mayor. “For all of your efforts at the gym, I’d like to offer you all of his ice cream. Enjoy.”
“Yes! Mayor Hector!” I am about to grab a tub, but Hector stops me.
“Ah ah ah. You know our deal.”
“Oh right.” With that I quickly strip off my clothes down to only my boxer-briefs.
“What flavor do you want first?” Hector asks.
“Strawberry!” With that I sit my fatass down and scoops me the ice cream. I am scarfing it down like there is no tomorrow. Kinda 2nd nature at this point. He has some ice cream, but Hector mostly just watches with awe and or rubs my belly. “Mmmmmm.”
“Sumpin’ wrong Cream Cow?”
“It’s kinda hard to eat this when it’s all melted like this.” Noting the meager pool of melted ice cream in my spoon.
“I have an idea!” Hector takes my bowl of ice cream soup.
“What the heck! I wasn’t done with that!”
“Believe me, I know!” He dumps it with two other tubs of ice cream into a pitcher. Oh boy, I know what’s about to happen. “You know how to chug, right?” I nod a yes.
“Then open wide!” I open my mouth wide. Then he tips the pitcher to my mouth. I feel the cool thick ice cream soup go inside my gullet. He pours it at just the right speed so that I can chug it. I feel it go down my throat and into my belly. It feels like my belly is expanding as it continuously goes down.
“Almost done.” With that, he finishes it off. I close my mouth, but some of the soup drips out my mouth and dribbles down to my moobs and belly. “Let me get that for you.” Hector then licks the dripping ice cream soup off my belly and moobs. I am rock hard. He then makes it to my mouth for a french kiss.
“Ughh…Hector. I feel fat as fuck. I don’t think I can get up.”
“I got you.” He assures as he helps me stand up to take me to my bedroom. Where he will massage the ice cream soup fat in my belly. As he does it, he sucks my dick. I’m the luckiest spiderpig.
gifs courtesy of @thespiderpig1999
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This is not me pushing out this is me letting it relax from sucking in.
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I’m back big boys. Looking to put on serious mass over the next few months, hoping to hit 250 by end of year. Stick around and watch my waistline blow up like a balloon
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DefunctMars Belly during his life is so cute!! (Please dont go to his page and comment on weird things)
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Can we get Baxter and the cute fox boy exercising in the pool in speedos?
This is the best I can do.
Patreon.com/Jaymz
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Tommy Winkler isn’t slowing down, gonna keep getting bigger. He hasn’t posted a “fitness” video in over a month!
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Seems like Tommy Winkler has been really packing on some weight recently
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Got stuffed off Panda express.
Go watch me eat on Patreon
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Go watch me stuff my face.
patreon.com/Collegeboyhottie_
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ready to make these belly stretchmarks spreaddddd
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