Isaac let out an aggravated grunt, he didn’t like being bothered after his breakfast and before he had had a chance to wake up. He also wasn’t particularly pleased about having to get up so soon after he sat down. Putting his pudgy hands on fat knees, Isaac strained and exerted himself finally managing to lift his corpulent form off of the couch. He was flushed with the effort and his breath came in huffs and puffs. He’d been growing more and more sedentary lately, spending more time with his broad backside firmly planted on the couch which was developing a depression where he sat.
Waddling back into the kitchen, Isaac let out a yawn and stretched his arms out to his side. As his belly bounced and jiggled with each plodding footfall he adjusted the waistband of his shorts to let his stuffed gut hang over the front of them. The large cheeks behind his shook and rolled as he walked causing the back of his shorts to ride up higher in his crack and expose the bottom of each cheek.
Reaching the vibrating phone he saw that it was Lucy calling him. They hadn’t seen each other since finals week and though she had reached out to him after her vacation he had been putting it off. Every time she’d ask to hang out he’d come up with an excuse, but he had finally decided that he might as well see her.
“Hey Lucy” Isaac yawned into the phone.
“Isaac! Did I wake you up?”
“Huh, oh, no I’m just a little tired after a long walked.” Isaac lied as he cast his gaze back to his comfortable couch.
“Oh nice!” Lucy replied, as chipper as ever “Have you been getting back into the gym lately?”
“Mmph…oh uh yeah” Isaac lied again while he worked his mouth around another bagel, crumbs falling down the front of his top and into his cleavage.
“That’s awesome to hear! Well, I was wondering if you wanted to grab some lunch. It seems like it’s been ages since I saw you!”
Despite having just finished a rather large breakfast, the mention of lunch elicited a rumble of approval from the pear shaped fatty’s stomach.
“Sounds good to me! There’s a new Italian place I’ve been wanting to try.” Isaac blurted out, his mouth already salivating at the thought of plates of pasta and breadsticks.
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