Now that I've been able to get Jack an idea to see me getting bigger and fatter, it's that time that we start plan these out, as far as food comes to mind. While I can try and write everything from what I need, I turned to my lil brother and asked him for a favour.
"Say, could you do me a big favour and get the scales from Mom and Dad's bedroom, so I know how much I weigh right now?" I asked.
"Okay, I can do that, Gavin!" Jack nodded with a smile, which I can tell he's still excited about me being the big fat teen.
And while he's going after that, I would try to cone up some possible ideas, which all I want is to help myself gain a lot of weight sooner, rather than later. Even though it would take a long while to get there, all I wanna is to make my brother, and see how much I progress during the course, so there's got to be something that can work fast.
While I tried to think about it, I hear the footsteps and see Jack coming down with the scales in hand, and places it on the floor next to me. He can only smile at me, and letting me know while I write everything to organise things.
"Here's the scales, big brother!" Jack says happily.
"Thanks, Jack! Now that its here, I wanna see how much I weigh. But let me take off some clothes first, so that it won't added an extra weight with me." I said with a curious smile, as I stood up and take my clothes off, until I was all in underwear.
I tap my foot to switch the scales on, and then stepped on it to see how much I weigh. I may be slim and had been working out through football, but I've been the kicker, which didn't much for as I ever wanted to. But anyway, I looked at the number figures came to a stop after, and I finally know what's my stating prior to get myself bigger for my 7 year old brother.
"Alright, 155lbs! Not bad, but soon my weight will be rocketed, and I will be as big as that fat guy on the TV, or even more when I can, lil bro!" That satisfied me a lot, as I padded my flat belly, which I can't wait to turn that into plump.
"Oh, this is gonna be awesome, Gavin! But I wanna how are we gonna get lots of food from?" Jack can only wonder, which he surely couldn't to feed me so bad.
"Well..." I began, once I put my clothes back on to make a suggestion. "How about we can...
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