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It was the most time he spent with his kitten since the spring, and Eric couldn't help but notice some changes. Indeed, he'd grown a little taller. He let his hair grow out a bit too now that his mother wasn't around to fuss. He didn't really care for the baggy clothing Billy took a shine to recently, but he had better things to worry about than if his kid wanted to look like a hoodlum. It was the 90's and he was an eight year old boy once too, after all.\n\nHowever, their was definitely more going on with the boy. As they were going through the school supply section Eric finally started to notice some other changes too. All day long the kid was breathing hard and even farting quite a bit more than usual. His face looked very round, and flush, as though he was overexerting himself. Eric recalled Billy complaining that Hilda the housekeeper had shrunk some of his clothes in the wash a couple weeks back... but it was starting to look like someone was fibbing! After all, he had noticed Billy was getting a little chubby recently... but only a little, right? And naturally Billy probably felt embarrassed about gaining some extra weight. Which would explain a little white lie such as 'mysteriously shrinking clothing'. Nonetheless he recalled barely three months ago Billy was practically swimming in those circus tents he wore as shirts now. So maybe he has gotten a little bit chubbier than he originally suspected. It wasn't exactly surprising anyway. Aside from swimming at the neighbor kids house, Billy didn't care much for sports, or much physical activity in general. And at Billy's age Eric was a little chubby too, if not quite as chubby as Billy looked to be now. Maybe the boy was more like Eric's younger brother Dave, was actually on the larger side of chubby at the same age. It was just a part of growing up in his family. And with puberty being only just two or three years away, chances are he'd likely grow into it in his teens, just as Eric did and most of his other blood kin as well. \n\nMost of them did, anyway.\n\nHis thoughts wandered back to Dave. \n\n'Fat little Davy, guzzling all the gravy'.\n \nThe little sing-song taunt-by-way-of-nickname Eric and his friends would tease his little brother with every time he took off his shirt exposing his considerably plump belly. Sometimes they would even dog-pile Dave and pull his shirts off for him. It was natural for young boys to roughhouse a bit, and this seemed as good a reason as any. \n\nOne time, during one of those playful boyhood tussles, Eric and his childhood friend Bud had Fat-Little-Davy shirtless and in a wrestling hold. At some point Bud pulled a box of snack cakes out of his school bag and started shoving them into Dave's mouth while Eric was still holding him down.\n \n\"Fat little Davy, guzzling all the gravy! Fat little Davy, guzzling all the gravy!\" Bud sang over and over. All the while still shoving fist-full's of cake into Dave's reddened, tear streaked face with one paw, and slapping Dave's exposed belly with the other paw every-time he refused to swallow! Dave's doughy boy-belly just kept jiggling even as Bud was leaving angry red paw-shaped marks on it with every strike, clearly visible through Dave's cream colored belly fur. Eric thought this cruel, but seemingly playful punishment was hilarious at first. Boys will be boys after all. \n\nBut than somehow... despite the unrelenting sting of receiving a rather thorough 'pink-belly', the name calling and degradation, the massive chunks of food choking him up, making it a struggle for pudgy little Davy to catch his breath... still somehow, despite ALL of this, his little brother pooped a raging boner! And it was now poking Eric right in his side. This made the whole scene turn weird real quick for Eric, and so he let his brother go. Bud was pissed because he wanted to keep force feeding Dave the entire box before they let him go. Eric never saw Bud again after that day. Dave ran to his bedroom crying, and stayed int their for the rest of the afternoon. And neither brother ever spoke a word of Dave's mystery-boner\n\nAs Eric slowly grow taller and leaner over the next few years Dave never really shed the weight, nor ever even made an effort to try to despite the years of teasing. He played a lot of football later on in high school, and he even eventually grew 4 inches taller than his elder brother, all the while still being a fatty.\n \nUnlike Eric, Dave never got into the white collar world of business. Dave much preferred working with his hands, and was anything but lazy despite his heft. Shortly after high school Dave moved upstate, married his high school sweet heart, had a kid, and probably got even fatter. They had little in common and grew apart over time.\n\nBut indeed, Billy was starting to look like more like his uncle Dave. Maybe the boy was getting a little bit TOO plump. But on the other hand, he was quiet, didn't get into trouble, and maintained decent grades in school, so maybe he wouldn't rock the boat just yet. Not unless he really had to. Maybe Billy eventually grow to enjoy sports and would do what 'fat-little-Davy-guzzling-all-the-gravy' couldn't do and get a college scholarship playing football. A pipe dream, most likely. But than he'd be free to spend Billy's college savings on a small yacht, so he could stop envying his more successful coworkers fancy yuppie toys. He was probably going to do that anyway though. Eric went to community college and did quite alright for himself after all.\n\n\"Billy, you got all the notebooks you need?\"\n\n\"Yes dad! Hey! Can we go to the food court now?! Pleeeeaaase?\" his son replied purring away. Goddamn... He's got cheeks like a fucking chipmunk, Eric noted to himself.\n\n\"Maybe in a little while. After we get you some new clothes. Did you remember to grab enough number two pencils?\"\n\n\"Dad! you said 'number two'!\" said the eight year old giggling at his own poo joke. Eric was about to reprimand him, but something else quickly grabbed his attention... is the kids belly actually jiggling while he laughed? Just how much has he been eating anyway? He might need to have a little chat with Dominic's parents later. Who knows what kind of greasy slop those mangy canines might have been sharing with his boy!\n\nA little while later they we're in Zears, shopping for clothes. And just like earlier this year, Billy made right for the husky boys section. However this visit was different. The last time they were here was because his kid wanted to dress like something he saw in a music video. But this time? His son was a chubby kid now, he thought as his son was in a changing booth trying on some new clothes. Damn, that kid was taking a while in there too. He'd been in that booth for at least twenty minutes now, with nary a peep aside from the occasional staccato 'frap!' of more wind leaving his ass. Eric cringed a little. He really needed to find out what the boy has been eating so much of. It couldn't be very wholesome considering how plump as he's gotten and how frequently he was ripping ass. He imagined poor Hilda fretting over an endless wave of skid marks when doing Billy's laundry, and allowed himself a quick chuckle.\n\nMaybe it was time to check on the boy and make sure he was okay, see whats taking him goddamn long.\n\nEric walked over to the booth, about to knock. But than he suddenly stopped himself. Just how pudgy was his boy anyway? Starting to feel a bit irritated at his kid for being so irresponsible... because surely, this wasn't his own fault in any way... Eric decided to quietly stand up on his tippy-paws and sneak a peek in over the booth door. Just for a second. This particular corner of the store was quiet enough for the moment nobody would catch him and mistake him for a diddler, so now was his chance. Quickly proceeding with his impromptu 'investigation' Eric made his move, and peered into the changing room...\n\nHoly shit.\n\nEric's green feline eyes dilated wide to take the site before them. His mind reeled just trying to process the hard brick of reality that just smashed his senses.\n\nWas this really HIS kid? It certainly looked like his dirty blond mop of hair and clear blue eyes. But that was where the familiarity ceased.\n\nThe boy he was looking at now was sitting on the bench staring at himself in the wall length mirror. New clothes still neatly folded beside him and completely ignored in all their eye scorching neon glory. Billy was mostly naked save for his V-Men underpants... which he could barely even tell the kid was wearing from the front... and eating a candy bar while rubbing his belly and purring.\n\nThis was his kid. This was Billy. And Billy got FAT! He couldn't believe how big his belly had become! It must've been close to the size of a beach ball! And his butt cheeks were like a couple of slightly deflated basketballs pushing together, and riddled with dimples.\n \nAs if on cue Billy grunted and his belly jiggled slightly as a particularly loud, wet sounding fart trumpeted from the changing booth. Eric took three steps back from the door and hung his head in shame as the smell wafted out over the door and invaded his personal space the reek of fat sweaty boy-ass and rotting onions.\n\nHow did he not notice such a freakish transformation sooner? Sure he's been busy with work, divorce lawyers, and his new girlfriend, Trish. But this kid has grown more than chubby. He had become an absolute blimp! Complete with an actual roll of fat around his sides, and somehow he just never noticed! Jesus Christ, his son even had a pair of tits! At his age, even the girls didn't have tits yet! But here was his prize-pig eight year old boy with a plump pair of tits all his own. \n\nEric stood in front of the changing room door for a minute. Shock and anger sweeping over him inside. He took a minute to collect himself, take a breath of untainted air, than lightly knocked on the door acting as casual as he could manage.\n\n\"Billy? Uhhh, ummmm.... Everything okay in there?\" He could hear his boy... his obese son with tits... breathing heavy through the door. \n\n\"Umph... Sure dad! Everything's okay. These clothes may be just a liiiittle tight though. I am a growing boy, after all!\" Sure kid, that's the problem, Eric thought. Children are supposed to grow up, not out! Billy walked into that booth with some of the largest sized pants the husky boys section stocked... And they were too tight?!\n\n\"Billy... I need to ask you something.\"\n\n\"Uh huh?\" the boy huffed out, probably struggling to quickly dress himself now.\n\n\"Okay... Billy... have you weighed yourself recently?\" There was a moment of tense silence. The question hung thick in the air. Thick... like the kids thighs, Eric thought with a renewed surge of irritation.\n\n\"Ummmmmm... yeah. T-T-T-This morning... actually...\" Billy finally replied. His voice sounding extremely shaky. He felt a small, nervous poot seep from his little sweaty tailhole, which was now clenched tight with fear. He knew he would surely shit himself right now if he relaxed even a little.\n\n\"Okaaaay... Billy, tell me. exactly how much do you weigh now?\"\n\nThe space was dead silent for a few seconds. Those seconds felt like tense minutes flying by. Finally, the boy spoke up meekly...\n\n\"Promise not to be mad?\" the kid sounded utterly defeated, still remaining in the booth with the door closed, sweating bullets, and pale as a ghost. This was the moment. His father finally confronting him with the elephant in the room. \n\n\"I.... I promise.” Images of his fat brother Dave popped into his mind again, and Eric quickly added “Uncle Dave is chubby too you know. It's in the family.\" Eric knew he needed to tread lightly here, despite his own feelings.\n\n\"Yeah, teehee.... when his hair turns white he's gonna look like Santa Claws!\" Billy giggled. Still a bit on edge, but thinking of his big fat uncle Dave made him feel a little more comfortable. Billy only ever spoke to him on the phone a few times. And his dad shared some pictures from a family album a while ago. Suddenly he felt a bit less inclined to launch a fearful poop missile into his colorful briefs. The kitten managed relax a little. It's not like being fat could be considered THAT bad after all. His mother would freak, but mother wasn't here now. Besides, he knew this moment was coming sooner or later. But why was his bird still stiff, he wondered, quickly checking to be sure the booth door was still locked.\n\n\"Son... you didn't answer me yet. How much do you weigh now?\" A slight bit of irritability creeping into his voice now.\n\nBilly trembled again. No lie was going to get him out of this. He knew dad was gonna be pissed when he told him. But he also felt a very tangible sense of pride about his weight gain too. So he took a deep breath and got ready to tell his father the truth.\n \n...Because as of this morning little boy Billy tipped the needle over the two hundred pound mark for the first time...","writing_bbcode_parsed":"BIG BELLY BILLY
Chapter Three: Quality Time With Dad
-------------------------
Early September, 1993:
The last week of summer vacation Eric took his son to the mall for last minute school shopping. It was the most time he spent with his kitten since the spring, and Eric couldn't help but notice some changes. Indeed, he'd grown a little taller. He let his hair grow out a bit too now that his mother wasn't around to fuss. He didn't really care for the baggy clothing Billy took a shine to recently, but he had better things to worry about than if his kid wanted to look like a hoodlum. It was the 90's and he was an eight year old boy once too, after all.
However, their was definitely more going on with the boy. As they were going through the school supply section Eric finally started to notice some other changes too. All day long the kid was breathing hard and even farting quite a bit more than usual. His face looked very round, and flush, as though he was overexerting himself. Eric recalled Billy complaining that Hilda the housekeeper had shrunk some of his clothes in the wash a couple weeks back... but it was starting to look like someone was fibbing! After all, he had noticed Billy was getting a little chubby recently... but only a little, right? And naturally Billy probably felt embarrassed about gaining some extra weight. Which would explain a little white lie such as 'mysteriously shrinking clothing'. Nonetheless he recalled barely three months ago Billy was practically swimming in those circus tents he wore as shirts now. So maybe he has gotten a little bit chubbier than he originally suspected. It wasn't exactly surprising anyway. Aside from swimming at the neighbor kids house, Billy didn't care much for sports, or much physical activity in general. And at Billy's age Eric was a little chubby too, if not quite as chubby as Billy looked to be now. Maybe the boy was more like Eric's younger brother Dave, was actually on the larger side of chubby at the same age. It was just a part of growing up in his family. And with puberty being only just two or three years away, chances are he'd likely grow into it in his teens, just as Eric did and most of his other blood kin as well.
Most of them did, anyway.
His thoughts wandered back to Dave.
'Fat little Davy, guzzling all the gravy'.
The little sing-song taunt-by-way-of-nickname Eric and his friends would tease his little brother with every time he took off his shirt exposing his considerably plump belly. Sometimes they would even dog-pile Dave and pull his shirts off for him. It was natural for young boys to roughhouse a bit, and this seemed as good a reason as any.
One time, during one of those playful boyhood tussles, Eric and his childhood friend Bud had Fat-Little-Davy shirtless and in a wrestling hold. At some point Bud pulled a box of snack cakes out of his school bag and started shoving them into Dave's mouth while Eric was still holding him down.
"Fat little Davy, guzzling all the gravy! Fat little Davy, guzzling all the gravy!" Bud sang over and over. All the while still shoving fist-full's of cake into Dave's reddened, tear streaked face with one paw, and slapping Dave's exposed belly with the other paw every-time he refused to swallow! Dave's doughy boy-belly just kept jiggling even as Bud was leaving angry red paw-shaped marks on it with every strike, clearly visible through Dave's cream colored belly fur. Eric thought this cruel, but seemingly playful punishment was hilarious at first. Boys will be boys after all.
But than somehow... despite the unrelenting sting of receiving a rather thorough 'pink-belly', the name calling and degradation, the massive chunks of food choking him up, making it a struggle for pudgy little Davy to catch his breath... still somehow, despite ALL of this, his little brother pooped a raging boner! And it was now poking Eric right in his side. This made the whole scene turn weird real quick for Eric, and so he let his brother go. Bud was pissed because he wanted to keep force feeding Dave the entire box before they let him go. Eric never saw Bud again after that day. Dave ran to his bedroom crying, and stayed int their for the rest of the afternoon. And neither brother ever spoke a word of Dave's mystery-boner
As Eric slowly grow taller and leaner over the next few years Dave never really shed the weight, nor ever even made an effort to try to despite the years of teasing. He played a lot of football later on in high school, and he even eventually grew 4 inches taller than his elder brother, all the while still being a fatty.
Unlike Eric, Dave never got into the white collar world of business. Dave much preferred working with his hands, and was anything but lazy despite his heft. Shortly after high school Dave moved upstate, married his high school sweet heart, had a kid, and probably got even fatter. They had little in common and grew apart over time.
But indeed, Billy was starting to look like more like his uncle Dave. Maybe the boy was getting a little bit TOO plump. But on the other hand, he was quiet, didn't get into trouble, and maintained decent grades in school, so maybe he wouldn't rock the boat just yet. Not unless he really had to. Maybe Billy eventually grow to enjoy sports and would do what 'fat-little-Davy-guzzling-all-the-gravy' couldn't do and get a college scholarship playing football. A pipe dream, most likely. But than he'd be free to spend Billy's college savings on a small yacht, so he could stop envying his more successful coworkers fancy yuppie toys. He was probably going to do that anyway though. Eric went to community college and did quite alright for himself after all.
"Billy, you got all the notebooks you need?"
"Yes dad! Hey! Can we go to the food court now?! Pleeeeaaase?" his son replied purring away. Goddamn... He's got cheeks like a fucking chipmunk, Eric noted to himself.
"Maybe in a little while. After we get you some new clothes. Did you remember to grab enough number two pencils?"
"Dad! you said 'number two'!" said the eight year old giggling at his own poo joke. Eric was about to reprimand him, but something else quickly grabbed his attention... is the kids belly actually jiggling while he laughed? Just how much has he been eating anyway? He might need to have a little chat with Dominic's parents later. Who knows what kind of greasy slop those mangy canines might have been sharing with his boy!
A little while later they we're in Zears, shopping for clothes. And just like earlier this year, Billy made right for the husky boys section. However this visit was different. The last time they were here was because his kid wanted to dress like something he saw in a music video. But this time? His son was a chubby kid now, he thought as his son was in a changing booth trying on some new clothes. Damn, that kid was taking a while in there too. He'd been in that booth for at least twenty minutes now, with nary a peep aside from the occasional staccato 'frap!' of more wind leaving his ass. Eric cringed a little. He really needed to find out what the boy has been eating so much of. It couldn't be very wholesome considering how plump as he's gotten and how frequently he was ripping ass. He imagined poor Hilda fretting over an endless wave of skid marks when doing Billy's laundry, and allowed himself a quick chuckle.
Maybe it was time to check on the boy and make sure he was okay, see whats taking him goddamn long.
Eric walked over to the booth, about to knock. But than he suddenly stopped himself. Just how pudgy was his boy anyway? Starting to feel a bit irritated at his kid for being so irresponsible... because surely, this wasn't his own fault in any way... Eric decided to quietly stand up on his tippy-paws and sneak a peek in over the booth door. Just for a second. This particular corner of the store was quiet enough for the moment nobody would catch him and mistake him for a diddler, so now was his chance. Quickly proceeding with his impromptu 'investigation' Eric made his move, and peered into the changing room...
Holy shit.
Eric's green feline eyes dilated wide to take the site before them. His mind reeled just trying to process the hard brick of reality that just smashed his senses.
Was this really HIS kid? It certainly looked like his dirty blond mop of hair and clear blue eyes. But that was where the familiarity ceased.
The boy he was looking at now was sitting on the bench staring at himself in the wall length mirror. New clothes still neatly folded beside him and completely ignored in all their eye scorching neon glory. Billy was mostly naked save for his V-Men underpants... which he could barely even tell the kid was wearing from the front... and eating a candy bar while rubbing his belly and purring.
This was his kid. This was Billy. And Billy got FAT! He couldn't believe how big his belly had become! It must've been close to the size of a beach ball! And his butt cheeks were like a couple of slightly deflated basketballs pushing together, and riddled with dimples.
As if on cue Billy grunted and his belly jiggled slightly as a particularly loud, wet sounding fart trumpeted from the changing booth. Eric took three steps back from the door and hung his head in shame as the smell wafted out over the door and invaded his personal space the reek of fat sweaty boy-ass and rotting onions.
How did he not notice such a freakish transformation sooner? Sure he's been busy with work, divorce lawyers, and his new girlfriend, Trish. But this kid has grown more than chubby. He had become an absolute blimp! Complete with an actual roll of fat around his sides, and somehow he just never noticed! Jesus Christ, his son even had a pair of tits! At his age, even the girls didn't have tits yet! But here was his prize-pig eight year old boy with a plump pair of tits all his own.
Eric stood in front of the changing room door for a minute. Shock and anger sweeping over him inside. He took a minute to collect himself, take a breath of untainted air, than lightly knocked on the door acting as casual as he could manage.
"Billy? Uhhh, ummmm.... Everything okay in there?" He could hear his boy... his obese son with tits... breathing heavy through the door.
"Umph... Sure dad! Everything's okay. These clothes may be just a liiiittle tight though. I am a growing boy, after all!" Sure kid, that's the problem, Eric thought. Children are supposed to grow up, not out! Billy walked into that booth with some of the largest sized pants the husky boys section stocked... And they were too tight?!
"Billy... I need to ask you something."
"Uh huh?" the boy huffed out, probably struggling to quickly dress himself now.
"Okay... Billy... have you weighed yourself recently?" There was a moment of tense silence. The question hung thick in the air. Thick... like the kids thighs, Eric thought with a renewed surge of irritation.
"Ummmmmm... yeah. T-T-T-This morning... actually..." Billy finally replied. His voice sounding extremely shaky. He felt a small, nervous poot seep from his little sweaty tailhole, which was now clenched tight with fear. He knew he would surely shit himself right now if he relaxed even a little.
"Okaaaay... Billy, tell me. exactly how much do you weigh now?"
The space was dead silent for a few seconds. Those seconds felt like tense minutes flying by. Finally, the boy spoke up meekly...
"Promise not to be mad?" the kid sounded utterly defeated, still remaining in the booth with the door closed, sweating bullets, and pale as a ghost. This was the moment. His father finally confronting him with the elephant in the room.
"I.... I promise.” Images of his fat brother Dave popped into his mind again, and Eric quickly added “Uncle Dave is chubby too you know. It's in the family." Eric knew he needed to tread lightly here, despite his own feelings.
"Yeah, teehee.... when his hair turns white he's gonna look like Santa Claws!" Billy giggled. Still a bit on edge, but thinking of his big fat uncle Dave made him feel a little more comfortable. Billy only ever spoke to him on the phone a few times. And his dad shared some pictures from a family album a while ago. Suddenly he felt a bit less inclined to launch a fearful poop missile into his colorful briefs. The kitten managed relax a little. It's not like being fat could be considered THAT bad after all. His mother would freak, but mother wasn't here now. Besides, he knew this moment was coming sooner or later. But why was his bird still stiff, he wondered, quickly checking to be sure the booth door was still locked.
"Son... you didn't answer me yet. How much do you weigh now?" A slight bit of irritability creeping into his voice now.
Billy trembled again. No lie was going to get him out of this. He knew dad was gonna be pissed when he told him. But he also felt a very tangible sense of pride about his weight gain too. So he took a deep breath and got ready to tell his father the truth.
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