“Sure!” Robert replies, gesturing towards his heavy paunch, “still lots of space here. This year I’m aiming at the sophomore 50 at least! Can’t expect to repeat last year, but while I’m on a roll, I’m going to take advantage of it!”

“Wow,” says Jason, sounding as if he means it. “You...don’t find any problems in being so fat ... in gaining so much? I mean, you know, clothes, girlfriend, ...” Jason’s voice trailed off.

“Heck no!” replies Robert. “No problems! If I find something I want to do but I don’t fit, I either squeeze in, complain, or tell myself I’m just not built to do it And there are real advantages too. For instance, are you in a frat? I bet the guys try to make you eat, or take bets on how much you can eat?”

“Yeah, every week, it happened tonight,” Jason replied. “They stuffed me, and then they left me. That’s when I decided to look out for number one, and actually get fat, since they think I’m such a fat guy.”

“Hey, getting stuffed by your frat brothers is a good way to begin on the road to girth,” commented Robert. “It certainly helped me last year. Once you grow a bit, though, and begin to eat a LOT more, the pressure will drop, and you might even begin to enjoy it. And, once you’ve increased your capacity, you’ll be able to go out with them after your stuffing. After all, it’s not as if they’re going out to do anything strenuous, or anything a fat guy can’t do.”


“Does your frat still stuff you?” asked Jason, unable to keep the surprise out of his voice.