Cody felt thrilled but hid his feelings. "What? Max, why do you want to be the fattest kid in school?"
Max blushed and his cheeks turned a darker shade of red. He looked down at his bulging stomach, which was stretching the fabric of his shirt. "Well, you know I've always liked it when people are...comfortable with themselves. And, I just feel like being the fattest kid would be like having a superpower, you know? Like I could just be this big, happy blob, and everyone would want to be around me because I'm so jiggly and fun!" He giggled, his sprouting second shaking with excitement.
Cody's heart raced. He had to be careful not to let his excitement show. He took a deep breath and swallowed hard before speaking. "Max, I think that's amazing. And you know what? I want to help you get there."
Max's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? You'd do that for me?"
Cody nodded, trying to keep his voice steady. "Of course, Max. You're my brother, and I want you to be happy. If that means helping you get as fat as you want to be, then that's what I'll do."
Without another word, Cody stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Max's thickening body. He felt the soft, warm flesh of his brother's tummy press against his own toned abs. Max's cheeks puffed out as he exhaled in a happy sigh, his arms wrapping around Cody's neck. The embrace was tight, and Cody could feel the jiggle of his brother's chub as they hugged. Max felt so different from the last time they had hugged, so much fuller and softer. It was a sensation Cody had never experienced with anyone else. He had to fight the urge to squeeze Max's flab, to really feel the weight and warmth of it.
Finally, Cody pulled away and playfully patted Max's pudgy butt. The chub jiggled under his hand, and Max giggled. "You're already on your way, little bro," Cody said with a grin. "But if you really want to be the fattest kid, we're going to have to work on that!"
Max's eyes lit up. "Do you know the fattest kid in my grade?"
Cody thought for a moment, trying to figure out the kids at school. "Not really, Max. Who is it?"
Max leaned in closer, his tummy pressing against Cody's leg, and whispered, "It's Billy McDonald. He's in my class. He's so big, he has to sit on two chairs at lunchtime!"
Cody's eyes widened at the thought of someone so massive at such a young age. "Wow, really? How much does he weigh?"
Max shrugged his pudgy shoulders. "I don't know for sure, but I've heard he's like 300 pounds or something. Maybe even more."
Cody nodded, his mind racing with thoughts. He had to help Max achieve this goal. "Well, if Billy can do it, so can you!" He exclaimed. "But we've got to work hard. You want to take up two chairs with your butt, right?"
Max looked at Cody with a mix of excitement and skepticism. "Do you think I can do it?"
"If you put your mind to it, I know you can," Cody assured him, trying to keep his own excitement hidden. "But we're going to need a plan." He sat on the edge of Max's bed, which gave a little under his weight. Max scooted closer, their thighs touching. Cody felt his heart skip a beat at the sensation of his brother's warm, squishy leg pressing against his.
Luckily, Max had an idea...
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