Conscience - chapter 3

Dániel, of course! How could I not remember? He was my classmate back then. That's why he was so faimiliar at the very first sight. And as soon as I heard his name a lot of things came to the surfice again. Well mainly things about his personality that i was already getting to know by now, but I also reailzed what an awful person he was at some point. He was terrible with some people. All in all the first impression was right. He was this typical party going, egoist, rich kid, whose biggest problem was which girl to fuck while drunk... I don't want to be too harsh on him though, he is quite a goofy and lovable guy. Whilst he can still thank money and his fitness level too much. Luckily I am able to change at least one of those.

Yes, Danis' roomate came home. Márk was a good guy, and since he was the reason I finally know my owners' name I liked him from the very first moment. Thanks to me, Dani kept their stocks full (well, with junk food) so Márk didn't notice anything, he even thanked him for going shopping. However, the kitchen wasn't the only thing Dani kept full. I think in that week he also ate his next-week-portion, but I don't care, so he doesn't care, so I don't care... what an evil circle. I made him feel good about it though, and in the past few days I also realised that he was eating more even if I didn't push him to.

That was another week ago. Days flew by fast. I wouldn't think it is already almost three weeks since I took him under my wings. But it was. And things were starting to change, nothing conspicuous, but he was definately getting wider, lazier and had a healthier appetite. Márk even noticed:
"You eat quite much lately." he said yesterday at dinner
"Well, being a footballer definately has its' benefits" he started to explain between two bites "You can eat whatever you want. You run around the pitch so it melts off." and he scooped even more food into his mouth
"Whatever you say dude, but you haven't been to a practise since I'm back."
Actually Dániel hasn't been to a single practise since that first day I gained control over things. But he wasn't starting to feel bad about it, so I decided to let him go to the practise tomorrow. I do not want to change him... or maybe it's better to say 'make him change'. I just meddle in this very little thingy that is his weight and if he changes over the journey that's fine with me.
"I was kinda busy lately, but I'll go tomorrow."
"I don't care." Márk laughed. " Do what you want to, I just pointed that out."

Of course he was late! But he just had to stop by a McDonald's for a big shake that he drank on the subway. He came to like them quite much lately. I made him wear that claret shirt I know he likes so much. It's a tight fitting, andit punctuates his masculinity. Whoah, not that tight! Whatever, must 've shrunk in the wash. He willl just look even more fit in it. Yeah... So when he arrived at the practise, the team was already on the pitch, so the locker room was empty. He quickly changed and went after the others.
"You are late Dániel! Three lengths running! Now"
So he went running. What he couldn't understand was why the hell was he already exhausted starting the second. By the end of the third length, he was huffing and puffing on a bench. Luckily he could have a rest before the coach told him to replace one of the guys. He still enjoyed the game. I felt joy in him having fun. It was just nice to watch. But even more fun was when he took off his shirt. Lots stared for a few moments but noone really said anything, only coach asked the guy next to him:
"He has put a bit of weight on, hasn't he?" the guy just stood there with a bit of a derisive smile on his face. "Ah, whatever, he will lose it in no time" the coach said finally.

The practise went well, well kind of. Dani just couldn't get why he was so out of breath. He could feel his face was all red as he entered the locker room.The teammates still didn 't say anthing just had that funny smile on their face, until my owner grabbed the shake cup from his bag and tossed it in the trash can.
"Been eating well I see" said one as he patted Dani's little paunch.
He buttoned up his shirt.
"What? No I'm just gaining muscle I think" he said as he flexedwith the buttons straining a bit even more
The others just laughed. "Yeah, that was my second guess."
Nothin else reall hapened, Dani was sitting there listening to the freshest news of the team. Who is dating who, and what was the party like last weekend.

That night, after a huge dinner, (yeah I think he ate even more than previous nights) he was sitting in front of the tv rubbing his belly when his phone rang. He answered it to hear that photgrapher chick he bang about every two days.
"I have good news for you Dani!" she said after the hi, how are yous " The magazine is willing to have you on the cover in speedos."
"Jesus, that's fantastic!" he yelled in a cheerful tone "I owe you for this Rebeka"
"How about a coffe? I haven't seen you in like three weeks. I miss the benefit part! Anyway, the magazine said, that you will have to wait a few months as they still have some projects they have to finish."
"That's fine by me... Both."
"Okay hen call me tomorrow." the girl jiggled.
"Bye Rebekka!" and he hung up


He stretched on the sofa. "You  deserve some ice cream" I whispered.

Conscience - chapter 2

The flat was quiet, but messy. A typical home for university students. It wasn't big, nice or clean, but it still was better than good. The guy dropped his bag on the floor right in the hallway, kicked off his shoes and entered (I guess) his room. I felt sorry for still not knowing his name, but I didn 't really hear anyone saying it and didn't remeber reading it anywhere. The apartment was kinda cosy though. There was two bedrooms on the left, a seperated bathroom and restroom on the right, a living room and an american style kitchen up ahead. They had different kinds of consoles, stereo, owen, fridge (which was quite empty, the stock was maybe enough for one day), microwave... well pretty much everything two twentysomething-year-old guys could need. Yes, as I found out my chosen one had a roomate...and he was a guy considering all the stuff in the other bedroom.

I entered the other bedroom and found my owner sitting at his desk studying. Well calling him my owner was pretty funny as I was the one who told him what to do, but I was his conscience. Well... I don't really care. I sat down onto his bed and watched him turning pages for a while. Damn, I had to start doing things, following him everywhere like a puppy didn't make much sense. I took a deep breath and stood up. "Just be close and whisper!" Well, let's try. A slowly took a few steps and leaned forward so that my mouth was next to his ears. I was thinking what to tell him for some seconds and I decided that maybe I should start with something very simple.

"Stand up!" I said quietly, but... nothing happened. There's something wrong. Maybe I wasn't loud enough, wasn't quiet enough,wasn't close enough? I tried all these, but nothing worked. Then suddenly... and idea hit me. I leaned forward again.

"You want to stand up."

And like it was a magic spell, he stopped doing what he was doing pushed himself away from the desk and stood up. It worked, it really worked.Of course it wasn't such a mechanic deed. The motions were smooth and noone would be able to tell the he was actually following orders. Well, perhaps because he wasn't. He wanted to stand up. Haha. And as soon as I interacted with him, we became connected somehow. I could feel his thoghts, joy, suspense. But I was  the one who cleaned up the mess and told him which though he should listen to. How things work was pretty complicated, I couldn't explain everything, but from now on I somehow felt the system. Of course I still needed to get used to things but now I understood.

"It feels hot in here. Maybe you should take off your shirt!" and he did as I checked him from head to toe once again. "You feel kinda hungry, you should look for something to eat...Maybe it would be a good idea too to have something under your hand to snack on while studying." I heard my words echoing as his own thoughts, and then he said to himself:

"Ugh, do we have something to eat?"

I raised my hand in an "after you" motion. ...I'm an idiot. Oh, whatever!

He dropped his shirt that was still in his hand to the floor and then headed to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. As this was the fridge of two student young men, there were mainly leftovers from home and deep-frozen stuff in it. He reheated some pizza at first. Down with no problem. Then some meatloaf with bread and mayonaise. No problem. But then I hear that he was lingering, a thought was flying around in his mind saying that maybe that was enough for now.

"Yeah, you ate a bit more than usual, especially that this was only a snack. But damn, you did well today on practise. You deserve this! And actually this feels quite good."

So he kept on eating for a while. He made omlette, then 'mákos guba' out of poppy seed and crescents, then had stuffed cabbage... that was a lot of food he was packing away. I guess he became too uncomfortable when he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. Anyway,he still managed to eat quite a bit of ice cream afterwards.
He dropped everything and sat back. I knew from his thoughts and heavy breathing that he was stuffed like never before. Damn, he actually pretty much emptied the kitchen! And I was definately proud of him, but before I could tell him anything he dozed off and was quietly snoring on the sofa. I couldn't do anything about that, anyway it was surely the best for him to sleep it off.

Maybe two hours passed when he opened his eyes. He was still a bit groggy, as he looked around I heard the sleepy thought: "Glad Péter is away for this week, I have time to deal with this mess." Yeah different dishes and wrappers were everywhere. And then came the second thought: "I need a cigarette." I wanted to stop him as he was searching for the pack, but the need was stronnger. Anyway, I still decided to make him quit smoking while he put on only a jacket and stepped outside to the balcony.
He lit a cigarette and started puffing the smoke. He was still bloated from the feast he had two hours ago, his jens were still unbuttoned. Anyway, the chilly weather waked him up so after that he went back to studying... now with some snacks.
I spent the remaining of the day planning. Quitting smoking was a bit longer process but was still an important factor... And making him lazy. Yes. He can as much as a village, but if he still works out as a bodybuilder he won't gain any weight...well, at least not fat. So yeah, today was quite productive.

Conscience - chapter 1

My memory had more holes than a kitchen sponge. The last thing I remembered was a pair of headlights coming towards me and tires screeching as I was soaking wet. Of course I guessed what happened, I'm not that dumb. The strange thing was that there was nothing more. I couldn't remember being hit, or pain, or anything. I was still sanding in the middle of the pedestrian crossing. At first I didn't get it... or just... I don't know. I saw people assembling in front of a car. A man jumped out of it, he was shocked I could see that. I wanted to go and check out what was this all about. That was when I heard a mild voice.

"Don't go there!" said the apparition

Normally I would freak out, but now I was just puzzled.

"Why?"

"There is nothing you have to see." There was somthing in him, I just felt I shoudl listen to him. "Come!" he said and I willingly followed him. After a while we stopped, and I couldn't resist anymore.

"Who are you?" I inquired

"I was your conscience." "Was?" I asked immediatly "Yes,...was. Consciences can't have their own consciences."

Guess he noticed the confused expression on my face, or that I just didn't say a word.

"Look at your hands!" he advised and so I did.

It seemed impossible. They were white...but more like ground glass, you could see some colour from behind them. I just kept turning them back and forth, but nothing clicked until I cought a glimpse of my reflection in the shopwindow. I was just a... shape, that just reminded you of a human. No face, nothing... just the shape.

"I am a ghost?" this sounded so absurd.

The apparition laughed.

"There's no such thing as ghosts. What this world calls ghosts are consciences who don't have owners at that moment." he explained "Look, from now on time is meaningless for you. You can stay forever, but you has to stay for at least twenty years and have to have at least one person under your wings over this period. Choose wisely, as you will have to stick with him or her for at least five years." "So time isn't that meaningless." I interrupted, but again he just smiled "To tell you the truth, time flies by so fast for us. I mean I died... let me think... 56 years ago."

"That's... 1956... The revolution??" my eyes got wide open

"Yes... those communist bastards." wry laughter "I just wanted to see the future, you know. What it holds for our little country...or the whole humanity. But I want some rest now.

"Why are you telling me all this then?"

"Because when someone dies, his or her conscience's task is to teach that someone."

"Ah..."

"But I think you will be fine now. So...take revenge, fix a life or just have fun, it's up to you!" he turned around and started to walk away

"Wait! How do you do this ...thing?"

"Just stay close to your choice and whisper."

And he disappeared around the corner.

He was right about the time. I spent the next two days wandering around Budapest and thinking. But it felt like an hour for me. I had to figure out what to do. I immediately decided not to search for my family as it would be too heartbreaking, and I don't need that. My boyfriend? (Yep, I was gay.) Nah! Still too heartbreaking. So maybe I should start something new. Take revenge, fix a life or just have fun? I ran into people all the time who were strangely glowing. But noone seemed to give a damn. I decided it must be the way it is indicated for me who is free and who is not. But those who were free weren't souless murderers because they didn't have a conscience or anything like that. I guess there was just a plateau in their life.

Without any intention I walked into a bar. It was nice, but a kinda snob place where my past self wouldn't drink. It was full of these typical party-goingers and slutty chicks. I don't even know why I walked in, but when i wanted to turn around and leave for good I saw this guy. The guy sitting at the counter on a barstool. He was flirting with a girl who seemed entertained but not interested. He had blonde hair, dark eyes, was quite lanky but I could tell he was doing some kind of sports. Carefully shaved. And he was wearing a thight-fitting tucked in shirt. And of course the newest iPhone was resting next to his arm. And thank God he was glowing. That minute I knew I wanted him to be my... agh how do you say this? So you know. I quickly stood next to him to make things sure. And now it was official.

Despite the fact how enthusiastic I was at first, things were pretty awkward. I didn't know how to do this. It seemed so complicated for me, so the first few days were spent with creeping around him or putting my hand in his face and silly things like that. At least I was having a good time. And by the way I was right about the sport thing. He played football at his university. Every other day his team had practises in the school's gymnasium. T-shirts were often taken off and I would lie if I told I didn't enjoy it. However, there was no sexual desire I felt...I can't really explain this as I don't know how things work either. But I think I should be grateful, as it will be easier this way. So most of the time I just stood there while they were playing. And... the sight was so familiar, I couldn't tell why though.

Man! He IS scrawny! Wait, I feel something. There's something with this...guys and fitness level...God, if only I could recall all my memories. 

As I was brainstorming with me and myself the practise was over and the team went to take a piss, a shower whatsoever. But my chosen one walked over to a vending machine, bought a halfliter-coke and chugged it down at once. After the amusing performance he let out a loud belch.

"Watch out buddy,don't let it get to you!" some other guy laughed and patted his belly.

Oh my God, that's it! It finally clicked. I want to make him gain weight!

Hotel job - chapter 6

The night was everything or even more than Zsolt would ever imagine. Like nothing else existed around them. Just they, awesome music from somewhere and the "bus of wonders". They laughed. They made out. And they ate. They ate like there was no tomorrow, and the strangest of this was that it didn't feel... strange at all. It was a pleasure, and they just giggled when one or another released a loud belch in relief.
"Could you give me another burger?" Zsolt asked Norbi while he sweeped some morsels from his chest.
"No, I can't." came the short answer.
This answer kind of surprised Zsolt. He heaved up himself a little bit from his laying position.
"But why?"
"Because there'snothing left." Norbi laughed.
"Are you serious? There were tons of food!" Zsolt simply couldn't believe what he heard.
"Well do ou think we look like this becaouse of a bag of chips?" he laughed, but you could see a bit of pain mixed into that expression.
And he was right. It just hit Zsolt now how full he was. Not full, more like stuffed. His T-shirt rode up almost to his navel and it felt like a second skin. Bur Norbi's shirt wasn't in a better condition either. It was stretched like he never saw it before. He could even see holes between the buttons and it was making a funny noise.
POP!

The button flew through the ether and disappeared in the darkness. And this was too much for the two guys and they burst out in laughter. Well it was mostly Zsolt, Norbi was rather just moaing as he started to rub his own belly.
"Let me take care of that for you." said Zsolt in a low, calm tone that Norbi couldn't resist.
He laid it back down and let Zsolt to do what he wants to do. And Zsolt did. He touched gently, he kissed gently. He made sure that Norbi felt above the clouds and they made love like neither of them did before.

It was chilly in the morning when Norbi woke up. Well, it was more like dawn, but he didn't care. They decided to stay in the bus for that evening. They were too tired and felt too heavy to get back to the hotel. He couldn't believe what a mess they made last night. There were empty containers everywhere. They had to clean up before they leave. Norbi turned around to wake up Zsolt aswell but he was too cute in that awkward sleeping position.
"Damn! I guess I'll have to do itt all by myself." so he stood up moaning, still a bit groggy.
After the bus was neat and tidy again Norbi sat down next to Zsolt who was still asleep. He planted a tender kiss on his cheek.
"Good morning sleepy-head!" he whispered.
"Good morning!" the other groaned
They smiled at each other.

After they packed everything they wandered back to Norbi's car and drove back to the hotel. Holding hands.

Hotel job - chapter 5

After a long and exhausting work at the bar, our boys were relaxing in their room, munching on different kind of snacks while waching TV. Zsolt and Norbi really got used to the comfotable life style, they didn't even notice things have changed. About three days passed since Norbi asked Zsolt out, ...or at least, it was something like that. Nothing much changed since then, eating big amounts of food, drinking a lot of shake, belly rubs. But they do know more about each other, and that was great. It was like they've known each other for ages. They wouldn't tell, but the air was vibrating around them all the time. Zsolt wouldn't admit, but he was liking his rommate more and more...maybe even more than friendship. But he still couldn't figure out Norbi's intentions.

But Zsolt was shaken up from his thoughts as Norbi belched and threw some more wrappers to the floor.

"Unf." he moaned, while trying to sit up with the bed creeking under his new heft

"Man, you've kinda let yourself go!" Zsolt surprised even himself with his own words

Norbi lifted one of his eyebrows with a naughty smile. "You wanna tell me I'm fat?" he asked

"No...I just..."

"Well I know I've put on a few recently." he patted his tummy " But I won't accept that comment froma guy, who is laying on the bed watching TV and stuufing chips in his mouth" Norbi laughed

Zsolt sweeped some crumbs off his chest. "Well, I"m still not as heavy as you! I'm not even chubby."

Norbi just laughed.

"Better heave yourself and start getting dressed chunky! I guess you don't want to miss the concert, and we still have to go shopping before it."

"I guess you won't tell me where we are going."

"Nope."
So Zsolt got up (with almost as much creeking as Norbi), changed into his jeans and put on a white wife beater, it fitted him differently than he remebered though. It wasn't uncomfortable at any means, but sure was tighter, and he had to pull it down. But he didn't even wear this since he left home, so it wasn't washed yet. Oh well,it will do this evening. He shrugged, then looked at Norbi.
Norbi was an other case. He looked like a stuffed sausage in his clothes. His jeans were goddamn tight, Zsolt could see that from where he was standing. But also his shirt! The buttons were straining. However, this all was pretty hot. Zsolt couldn't explain why. Norbi was...just perfect.
"Hey!'
Zsolt just blinked as he started listening to what was around him again.
"You are somewhere else in mind today. Is everything okay?"
"Uh, yes, sorry. Are you coming in those?" he pointed a his friends clothes
"Yes, why?"
"Nothing. Let's go then!"
And they left the room.

Norbi's brownish Fiat Grande Punto was ready when they stepped out of the hotel building. After a quick visit to a McDrive and a supermarket, the small car was now gliding on an abandoned little road in the forest. It was dark and a bit scary, but it was very nice. Suddenly Norbi stopped the Punto. "We are here!" he said.
"But..." Zsolt looked around " I can't see anything."
"Just follow me!" said the other as he got out of the car
And Zsolt couldn't do anything but follow Norbi.

After about five minutes of walking they ended up on a mead with knee-high grass. The sky was clear you could see all the stars possible. It was beautiful. And in the middle of the field there was an old bus. IT seemed it was there for decades, but somehow still was in a good condition.
"This place is amazing!" Zsolt said quietly
"Yes I know." Norbi was staring at the sky "I always came here when i needed to think. After Dad passed away I was either here or on the lake in a kayak." he cleared his throat "This was my little world, my place...and now...I want it to be ours."
Zsolt then felt Norbi slowly touching his hand.
"You mean...?"
'Yes." And he kissed him for minutes.
They slowly let go. "Come! We are on a hill, so we will see the whole concert from the top of the bus." said Norbi after a short moment. "I'm working on getting this giant lady back into life."
"She is wonderful." said Zsolt as he put his hand on the bus's rusty bodywork.
"The concert starts in fifteen minutes." Norbi checked his watch "Let's get the bags from the car...honey!"
Zsolt couldn't blush more.

Hotel job - chapter 4

There was not a single cloud on the light blue sky and the Sun was shining like never before this year, however the wind that blew above the surface of the lake made the heat bearable. The guests of the hotel just started to arrive to the beach after their breakfast, so there was no big hustle 'n' bustle yet. And there were the unlicky staff members sitting behind the counter of the beachbar, also resting after their feast.

"Unf.." groaned Zsolt, sitting on a barstool " I can't believe we ate this much again"

"You'd better watch out Zsolti, or you will end up like me!" said the other and rubbed his friend's belly

This was still a bit strange, but it does felt good and made Zsolt smile. It felt very nice, and it was kind of a turn on somehow, but he tried to hide every sing of pleasure from his roomate. Of course this belly rub thing was some kind of clue to what would be awesome, but he just couldn't risk at all.

"I think i will go and have a cig... ah man I forgot!" he sat back down " I'm so going to die!

"I have an offer for you." said Norbi and started messing around

"An offer?"

"Yeah"

After about two minutes Norbi put two tall glasses of milkshake on the counter, with straws and mini umbrellas. It seemed like it was strawberry, and it looked delicious.

"Whenever you feel like smoking," he started "you tell me and I drink a shake with you. Is that okay like that?" he asked lifting one of his eyebrows

"Deal!" said Zsolt with a smile on his face "But are we allowed to?"

"Yeah, we can drink anything as long as it's not alcohol."

"Cool!"

So they sat down and drank their shakes while getting to know each other better. And it was fun, they laughed a lot throughout the day while serving customers.

This new system meant at least five shakes a day for both of them. With that and the huge breakfasts and dinners, topped of by the lunchebreaks that they mostly spent at the local McDonald's they soon became lazy, and chose staying in the room and watching TV rather than going for a swim or jogging. not that any of them minded it. Everything was so comfortable and easy this way. They didn't have to care about anything.

After the first two weeks the new regimen was starting to make obvious changes in their physique. Zsolt was  fine (well, at least he thought). He was more out of breath lately and his uniform was getting a bit snug though, but he really didn't gain that much weight. Norbi, on the other hand, was getting quite fat lately.

In the first days, Zsolt  noticed, how Norbi developed a little fan base around here. Mostly young women, who came to chit-chat with the dream man. They pushed out their breasts and smiled the whole time. And Norbi seemed glad to make them giggle, they always left a bit more tip, if one of the boys amazed the lucky one with his charm.

But things were changing as Norbis uniform clinged more to his body day by day. He still could use his charm to get some good minutes to the ladies, but there definately was less of them to amaze.

A belly peeked out here, the jeans revealed a bit off ass there. Norbi didn't seem to notice though, he was still acting like the jock who just stepped out of the swimming pool with water drops on his bulging muscles. Otherwise it looked good on him. Know what? It made him even more attractive for Zsolt. It was strange at some point, why would he want his roommate fat? But...he was so damn sexy. And those afterdinner-bellyrubs became a daily routine, so after all it wouldn't be a suprise or if Norbi was gay...or maybe he was just easy-going? Zsolt couldn't really decide, but he knew he liked him a bit more everyday.

When there was no customer for a moment Norbi appeared behind Zsolt and sqeezed his belly.

"Looks like someone has been eating a bit more than he should." he said jokingly

Zsolt decided not to say anything, as he knew this wasn't true and didn't want to draw attention to Norbi's new bigger self. What if he would want to get back in shape?

"Anyway, do you know the Carbonfools?" Norbi asked

"Yes..."

"I just found 10 000 forints on the pavement and...um...well, as you may or may not know, they will have a concert here and..."

"Oh my God! You have tickets?" Zsolt suddenly became thrilled

"Tickets? Hah, no!" Norbi laughed at Zsolt's confused look "I know a better place to watch the concert. The money is for snacks and drinks. The question is: Would you like to come?"

Zsolt succeded in not blushng.

"Khm, yes...that would be cool."

"Fine then!" Norbi smiled and then turned to the girl who just appeared at the counter

Does that mean they are going on a date? Damn, he needs a milkshake now!

Hotel job - chapter 3

Dinner time was just around the corner as the Sun was slowly approaching the dim line of the horizon. The guys had to get back in time if they didn't want to miss the meal. As Zsolt and Norbi were walking back from the beach to the hotel a bit dizzy from the beers supporting each other, Zsolt suddenly felt the urge to lit a cigarette.

"Hey Norbi!"
"Yes?"
"Do you know where is the smoking area for the employees?" asked Zsolt "I would really like to..."
"Oh, didn't the receptionist tell you?"
Zsolt was confused. " Tell what?"
"The staff members aren't allowed t smoke in the whole complex.' Norbi explained
"What?!" Zsolt was surprised and angry at the same time "Why?"
"I don't know but that's the rule."
"What am I gonna do then?" he was wandering now in a more calm tone
"I guess you will have to quit smoking if you don't want to be fired. They cought a girl last week and she was sent home immediately"
"Wait..." this caught Zsolt's attention "Last week? I thought you came today like me."
"No my friend, i came a week earlier. What do you think, when did I lose my six-pack I had back when we met on that competition." he patted Zsolt's back "You remember? I became first and you finished second"
"I knew you were familiar!" laughed the other "Man, I really hated you that time!"
"And now?" Norbi smiled
"Hm....So-so!"
They laughed and then hurried to the dining hall.

The food was simply mouthwatering. And there was so much of it. Hungarian specialties, fast food, cakes for dessert, pudding and so much other things that they couldn't even see at the first check. They both grabbed a tray and loaded it with lots of food. Then went to a table to sit down.

Zsolt looked at the mountain of food in front of him. he became quite uncertain, if he will be able to eat all this food. He wanted to say something to his friend but then he just couldn't when he looked at all the food Norbi brought with himself. It was a lot more than his, and damn he was already shoveling it into his mouth. No wonder he is becoming so pudgy.

"What's the problem dude?" asked Norbi between two bites "Everything is amazing, just try them!" and then continued eating

So he just started aswell.

And God, it was the most deliciuos thing he ever tasted and soon Zsolt was picked up Norbi's pace. They paid no attention to anything else just the food in front of them. And if one of them emptied his plate? He just went for and other helping...then an other... then an other.

UUUURRRPP!

Zsolt belched so loud that people turned their heads at other tables.Fortunately they were also only employees. He rubbed his belly and said emphasizing every word:

"I... am... stuffed!"

"You talking? I think I ate twice as much as you" Norbi also muffled a burp "Look at this!"

And he was right, his distended stomach was even bigger than Zsolt's.

"Damn man, how many plate did you cleared?"

"I didn't count."

"Haha, let me take you back to our room."

"That would be good."

So they stood up (It took a little effort for Norbi though), and waddled back to their room, where Norbi just collapsed on his bed and unbtuttoned his shirt to reveal his bloated paunch. "Well i guess my plans for working out together are gone." Zsolt thought to himself, when Norbi suddenly asked:

"Would you rub my belly?"

"What?"

"Aw come on man, it's just a belly rub won't hurt you, but the lack of it is hurting me right now. Unf..." said the stuffed hottie while groaning.

After thinking for a moment. "Ah...okay." said Zsolt finally.

He sat down next to his roomate and slowly started caressing his stomach. It was kind of strange, but it really felt good for both of them. And after a while Norbi fell fast asleep. So right after a quick shower, Zsolt did the same.

The next morning Zsolt woke up to find himself alone in the room. The bloat was gone by now, but he still couldn't believe how much they ate the day before. It seemed just impossible, but man, that food was truly amazing. He just couldn't help himself. And surprisingly he was hungry after all that gluttony.

Suddenly he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in!" he called

It was Norbi.

"Got a uniform for you." he threw the jeans and the shirt at Zsolt "Thanks" "And I also checked our schedule" Norbi continued "We are at the beachbar today, so get dressed and let's go for breakfast."

"Okay" Zsolt quickly pulled up the jeans and the shirt "Hey, these fit just perfect." he said as he checked himself in the mirror

"Yeah-yeah, very pretty Mr. Good Looking. Now go!"

And they walked to the dining hall to have a "nutritious breakfast".