Now that he was a sweaty mess, Sean wasn’t as confident about his new body as he was when he stuffed his face last night. That workout used to be nothing for an athletic jock like him. He started to worry. How did he get so fat? Why was he stuck like this? Why wasn’t it going away? How long would it take him to lose it?
Sean started the car. He was going to go home, he was going to make himself a salad, he was going to get this under control. But his new pot belly had other ideas. He felt a sharp pain in his stomach. Then he felt it clench as it made an audible growl. After that workout, he was hungry. Really hungry. He stared at the pile of fast food wrappers in his car. He didn’t just want to eat. He wanted to pig out. He wanted to get stuffed.
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