"Now little buddy, let's go fill you up," Conor said to his little belly, as he headed down to the company cafeteria for a second breakfast.

At least, Conor thought of it as his 'little belly', though he had always been a 'stocky' guy at best. Now though, single and with a good job, that 'little belly' was definitely not small. Conor was unaware of one fortunate (for him) fact: his new boss liked having bigger guys around. He might have suspected something from the shape of many of his new co-workers, and the generous company cafeteria, but so far it hasn't 'clicked'.

No problem, though, for Conor's appetite has certainly 'clicked' with his new position, as here he is, first way of e-mails and client requested cleared, heading down for the breakfast special at 9:30 in the morning. The generous ladies behind the counter joke and flirt and pile the plates high for their 'mid-morning' guys, and under their tender ministrations Conor will soon be upsizing his wardrobe.

But for now, he's tucking in to the sausages, eggs, toast, hash browns and fruit cup - a daily routine, on top of the breakfast he snagged before heading out to work, and with lunch coming up soon. Conor's six-foot frame was hardly small when he started university, and now, six years later, he's ...