Finding recipes meant to amp the calorie count was a piece of king-sized cake. Taking solace in the body builders who needed to keep them stockpiled for energy, Steve found plenty of tips and recipes. Not to mention the gainer community, always willing to help an encouraging hand.
Lucky that he had acquired the complimentary card for the local wholesale club from Clint, Steve knew his tasks. He perused the isles for empty calories and sauces, knowing that he could add seemingly endless amounts of them to meals was a real help. Lastly was the milk. GOMAD seemed like a pretty legit way to up his appetite.
Over the course of the next month, he found that it was easiest to take the milk in smaller amounts after he had already stuffed himself. He cut them up into 20 oz increments, explaining to Clint that he bought some extra milk so they could always rely on cereal if they were running low on food, or to accompany his (weakness for) desserts.
He, however, always replaced the gallon of milk he'd devoured right before Clint's arrival home. Taking a bit extra from the new gallon to make it seem realistic, besides those donuts and pop tarts he kept at hand really dried him out. Soon he found himself able to down a whole extra half a gallon.
This, of course, was aided by the fact that he tripled any butter in recipes, and graded half a stick over many pastas to keep them just that much more filling to his begging belly. The mornings began with 4 honey buns, from his lockable nightstand drawer, then from 6 pancakes to several dozen alongside a platter of bacon and eggs.With each mouthful, he'd drain maple syrup in until it had filled any space left. Once he found himself satiated, he'd make a routine to keep snacks around the couch - replacing snack bowls with punch bowls of goodies (hiding them in cupboards again before his honey got home)!
A few months in he gave up buying clothes to restrain his bulk. The rips, the tears, the button-pops. Ugh. He'd kept himself so preoccupied at home and was always ready to pass out by his baby's side. Clint enjoyed it too much to question it, and scare him into losing it, leaving only sexual comments to unveil his true feelings. So he just kept picking up boxers that would hold him, until one day...
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