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Chapter 7 by Eoryu Eoryu

What did you see when you woke up?

You were just pounds away from passing your father's weight! And he's even bigger!

Your eyes shot open and you gleefully grabbed handfuls of your fat with your bloated fingers. Your cheeks were HUGE, you had multiple chins! You grabbed at your face before staring in awe at the impossibly fat tires of arms you had. You focused on just the feeling of heaviness in your body. Your belly flooded in front of you and shook wildly as you grabbed it. Your ass was incredibly wide and in fact, you could feel it touching the cold floor instead of the mattresses you could feel your fat spreading across.

"Morning, fatso!" You looked toward the hallway down to the bedrooms and realized the stairs were gone and stomping your way was your brother who had gotten fatter, but was so obviously not even half as fat as you.

"How fat are you?" You asked quickly as he bumped bellies with you. His hairy belly wobbled as he stepped back.

"Uh, I weighed like 2684 pounds yesterday," He said. "Not even halfway to your size fatass." Not even halfway? you wondered how much bigger you had gotten. your dad was supposed to be 5000 pounds. You wondered if there was a side effect of making yourself fatter. You knew you were going to get your answer in just a moment. House shaking stomps began to reverberate throughout the house. You excitedly got to your feet which shocked you at how easy it was despite your weight. You began stomping toward the hall where the other monstrous stomps were coming from. Your entire body shook and wobbled with every step as your own stomps shook the foundations of your home. As you finally came into the hallway you saw him.

"What's my pride and joy doing walking around!" Your obese father shouted at you. The only hard thing on your body splurged into your fupa as you moaned by the sensations of your fat pad rubbing it and the excitement at seeing your father easily over 8000 pounds.

"How fat are we!?" you ask gleefully.

"Not big enough!" Your father laughs. "I'm 8876 pounds this morning! Come on, why don't we weigh you and figure out where you stand." You happily followed your dad through your warehouse-sized home and through a garage door to what you figured was a bathroom. A very spacious one at that complete with a lot of contraptions most likely meant to help you live a normal life despite your weight. You figured you wouldn't even be able to turn on the shower without the complex pully system that you could grab. Your dad bumps his belly into your ass and you head toward a big metal plate on the floor.

"Let's weigh the big boy!" Your dad shouts out. You watched as the display began lighting up and flashing a rapidly climbing number that flies past 1000, then 3000, then 7000 before slowly coming to a halt at 8824 pounds. You moan as your dick once again reaches peak excitement.

"I'm so close!" You moan. Your dick throbs inside your fat pad and spurts a little more.

"C'mon boy!" Your dad cheers as he bumps his ass against yours. "Let's get back to the living room! We got food to eat and to fatter heights, we go!" You follow your dad out of the bathroom and back toward the living room where your brother is being poked and prodded by guys you knew from high school. Old classmates of your brother's. Before you could even ask what was going on your brother stood and revealed his ill-fitting clothing.

"Off to school?" your dad asks.

"Yeah, I got exams today," Your brother says. "I can't take them from home so I gotta go down to the campus."

"Come on fatass, we're gonna be late," your brother's friends say. Your brother grabs a backpack that he just carries since there was no way he was ever going to get it around his fat tire arms. He stomps out with them and your dad laughs.

"I don't know why he bothers with school! The 3rd fattest man alive isn't something to sneeze at. I've made a whole career of being the fattest man alive! But actually, I might not have that title by the end of the week." He gleefully grabs your fat ass and shakes it.

"Come on son! I've never been happier to have passed down my condition to you boys! And I can't wait to finally be passed!"

"I'm gonna get so fat I'll bury you under one ass cheek!" you shout at him excitedly. Your dad laughs as a buffet begins to be brought out from your kitchen.

"I can't wait!" he says before the two of you begin stuffing your faces.

What's next?

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