"So... how big do you want to get?" Travis continued being blunt as they walked down the street.

"Uhhh...," Jason stammered. "I don't know... right now I'm just packing it in to impress the guys."

"...and you want me to help you," he said, finishing Jason's sentence.

"Uh... well, I guess that'd be cool." Jason hadn't counted on Travis being so gung-ho about him gaining. He wasn't even sure that he wanted to gain, even though Travis did complement him on his size, and he had to admit that he liked being fat. Finally he spoke again, "Yeah that'd be really cool."

Travis laughed. "You say that like you weren't counting on me helping you... honestly what are friends for?" he said, opening the door to a big and tall store. "Here..." Travis said, going straight to a display in the back of the store, "Stylish, yet not too trendy, and with a bit of a stretch for guys who wanna pack on a few." Travis smiled and hit Jason's gut. "Go find your size, I'll go find you a shirt."

Jason turned to the clothes rack, then felt Travis's hand smack his butt. "I guess Travis really does like the new me," Jason said out loud to himself.

Jason finally finished picking out his pants just to turn around to see Travis holding up three 3XL sweaters. "Not too early for sweaters," Travis said with a smile.

Jason looked at him. "I'm not a 3XL"

"Not yet... but you will be soon enough, especially at the rate you're going," Travis said almost cutting him off again and leading Jason to the front registers. He laid out the clothes and handed the cashier his credit card.

Jason was a bit confused still as to what was going on. He couldn't believe how Travis was so ready to make him fat... or fatter.

Travis tured to him with a smile on his face. "So... where to now buddy, buffet or McDonalds?"