Some time passed. The women hadn't substantially increased Sonny's food intake again. Nevertheless, they were continuing to push food on him at nearly every available opportunity; and since Sonny never refused the high calorie fare found everywhere on the island, his weight steadily climbed. He developed a smaller third chin below his second one; his man-boobs grew larger and heavier. His belly sagged lower, and swelled out in front of him, while his ass stretched wider to the left and the right- it bounced up and down when he walked like a girl's bottom.

The fatter he got, the hungrier he felt, and the more he ate, which made him get fatter. Of course, this meant he became heavier, and Sonny found it harder to haul himself around as there was more of him to haul. He quite naturally became lazier, which led him to earnestly embrace the island's 'liberated' positions on public behavior.

"URRP!!!" Sonny belched after devouring the fourth burger of his mid-morning snack. He saw that same red-haired girl presenting one of her decadent chili dogs to him, and he grunted with longing as he took it into his hands. Smiling lazily, he ate the chili dog enthusiastically, plunging it into his mouth and chewing with gusto.

"I think Sonny's learned how to enjoy his food," the redhead observed.

Smiling, Susan patted him on the shoulder. "You can see it in his face," she said. As Sonny swallowed the last bite, she jiggled his chins with her fingers. "He's discovered the joy of eating without any limits."

Sonny flexed his stomach, sucking in his billowing gut and letting it bulge out again; it rippled and flowed. "You girls are right... you don't even need to coax me anymore. Nothing's better than just eating. I feel amazing when I have food..." he trailed off, drool dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"Eat up," Susan said, passing him two more burgers.

He barely raised his other hand as he gobbled the last bite of burger. "You guys mind? I've gotta go..."

"All right, let's get you up," the red-haired girl said as she stood. "I'll help-"

Sonny just settled forward. "I'm good," he muttered, stroking his heavy belly. He relaxed his bladder, and urine came dribbling out from under his paunch, streaming down his leg, and dripping off the front of the chair.

"Whoa, Sonny!" Susan cried, a bit startled by the looseness of his bladder.

Sonny grabbed his lower belly and shook it, flinging off some of the urine. "I had to go. Getting up, I would have had to hold it..."

Susan and the red-haired girl exchanged brief glances. Then Susan smiled. "You're just going to let it all go, aren't you?"

"Holding back makes me tired," he said. He raised his arms weakly, and the two girls pulled him to his feet.

"Well, if you're the only one doing it, I guess you can go wherever you want," the redhead conceded. "Try to go in something if it's nearby, okay?"

"Sure," Sonny groaned, Susan taking his arm as he waddled out.

She draped an arm across his belly, caressing it. "And give us some warning if you're going to go, okay?" Sonny nodded. She smiled and patted his gut. "Now we'll get you some cake."

Of course, Sonny ate a pie along with the cake he was served. "Eat these brownies too," the woman serving him declared, putting a pan down in front of him.

"Yeah," he moaned richly, stuffing the brownies into his mouth in rapid succession. When he was finished, he farted flatly, and Susan helped him to his feet in a wave of stink. As he waddled out, his intestines started to squirm. "I'm gonna dump," he said to Susan.

"Oh- should we stop somewh-"

"Ahhhh," he sighed, pumping out a cachet of feces that trailed on the ground as he waddled. Susan skipped away from him in surprise, but Sonny continued to amble on, farting and crapping as he went. He had finished by the time he reached his cabin, by which point Susan had caught up with him. She stared at him for a moment. "I'll try to be neater," he said.

Susan wobbled his belly through her hands. "Don't feel like you're restricted at all, Sonny," she whispered. "Try to plan ahead, but don't let any worries about us trouble you." She passed him for the bathroom. "Now you stay put, and I'll wipe your bum clean."