Groggily, feeling disoriented, Jason wakes up. Why does his neck feel so sore? And where is he? Opening his eyes, he feels more disoriented, then realises he is not in his bed - or any bed - he’s still sitting in the chair in the frat house dining room where he feel asleep after his record-setting stuffing last night. Looking around, he realises that it must be very early in the morning - it’s dark outside, and there’s no sounds in the house.

Stretching mightily - which makes his gut hurt, where it pushes against the too-tight waistband of his pants - Jason decides to go sleep in his own bed for the rest of the night - maybe that will take the kink out of his neck. After a step or two he pops open the waistband on his jeans - the pain from his stuffed gut is incredible - and heads up the stairs to his room. Frosh sleep on the top floor, so Jason’s growing mass has to make three sets of stairs creak before he achieves his bedroom. Peeling off his too-tight cargos and rugby shirt, he falls onto his bed and is asleep in seconds.

Two hours later, Jason awakes again as the light starts to stream in his window. Jason lies thinking for some time, absent-mindedly rubbing his swollen belly. Suddenly, all in a rush, he decides to change himself, and his life. The Frat likes to watch him eat and grow? Then he will give them a show!

Jason decides that he will stuff himself even more and grow even bigger - so much bigger that, to cope with the even heavier weight, he will work out in the weight room, building even bigger muscles to carry his even bigger bod.

He will buy even bigger cool clothes to cover his soon-to-be-even-bigger frame.

And, most important of all, he will find a girl who would love the new, bigger him!

His genes had given him a strong, fat body and a love of food (as the last two months in the Frat had proven - he was well beyond his ‘freshman 15') - his years of being lonely had left him desperate - and, what would make this new life plan possible, he realised, was that his ever loving grandma (well off, and no skinny chick herself) had given him the key he needed - a college trust fund that would pay for food, new clothes....heck, grandma'd probably be happy to bankroll his new lifestyle! And the Frat - well, the Frat would learn how fat a frat brother could REALLY be!

" And the change begins right now!" Jason says out loud to himself. He hauls his overstuffed self out of bed, showers, pulls on his biggest sweat pants and t-shirt (the only clothes left that have any room), and heads ...