Your friends want to hang out!

You wake up the next morning to the pings and buzzing of your phone. You smile as you pull it out from its new pocket, under your moobs. You struggle to look at it as you are on your back and your moobs are falling into your face and making it harder to move your neck, but you manage as you are learning too as a now 1400-pound fatass. You notice several texts from your friends in your group chat asking to hang out. They all discussed and came to a conclusion without you, going to the mall. They tell you they will be there and if you want to come then head on over.

You absolutely want to. You huff bringing your arms together and text your friends that you're gonna be on your way soon and haul yourself out of bed. You stomp up to the door and slide it open only to start hearing your father's monstrous stomps start coming down the hall. You wait and look toward your parents' bedroom and soon enough the cascading belly of your father starts to come into view. The seven feet of fat belly glides forward as your father's face lights up upon seeing you.

"Morning, kiddo!" he says very cheerily. His massive arms are propped up into nearly a T-pose by his immense moobs, belly, and hip fat all reaching around his sides. He stomps up to you and smacks his moobs. "So close bud! 4968 pounds! 21 pounds in a day! 2 or 3 more days and I'll be finally in the big leagues!"

"I'm so excited, Dad! I can't wait to tell everyone what a massive man you are!" You say bumping guts with him. "And I can't wait until I'm as big as you!"

"Then let's go eat, bud! These pounds won't put themselves on!"

"Actually, the guys want to hang out at the mall today," You tell him. "I was just coming to let you guys know I'm heading out."

"That's fine! There's plenty to eat there, so you be sure to stuff that gut of yours!"

"I will," you smile as your dad stomps down the hall and you watch his ass bounce and shake with every step he takes.

You head back into your room and open your enormous dresser to look at your clothes and smile at what a style you've got going on. You know from watching everything on TV yesterday that men are pretty relaxed when it comes to clothes in public, and you can't wait to be as well. You pull out a large jockstrap and put it on loving the feeling of it cupping your fat pad and the measly straps holding it together. Your ass feels great being out and in the open. You then pull out a tank top that you slip on and smirk at it being several sizes too small and super thin. You look at yourself in the mirror and it does nothing to hide the folds of fat beneath it or the nipples on your moobs that are threatening to pop out at any moment. It barely comes down more than half of your gut and you just smile happily at looking like such a slob.

Satisfied you stomp out to the living room and say goodbye to everyone as they wave you away and eat. You realize this is your first moment stepping outside in this new fat world. Man is it big. The homes are enormous, the streets are wide as fuck, and the cars are huge.

You unlock your truck and open the wide door. It's super low to make it easier to get into as you stomp on in. The driver seat is now the width of a two-seat couch and it still barely contains your flabby rear end as it threatens to spill into the passenger seat. You can't contain your excitement as you start up the truck and drive away.

You really did it, everyone is fat. No man is less than a thousand pounds and many are definitely more than double, even triple that. You see many as big as you, plenty bigger than you, and quite a lot bigger than your father. It definitely scales with age as the older they are the bigger they are. You guess that makes sense considering men can't lose weight any more thanks to you. But there are plenty of younger people like you that are reaching the sizes of men like your father.

Your excitement only grows as you pull into the mall parking lot and marvel at all the enormous vehicles and the supersized mall. You park and haul your fatass out of the vehicle and march through the parking lot to the front entrance. You look on at all the men wearing just as little as you and letting their fat fly free. The thousands of pounds of fat men all shaking and wobbling with every step as they shuffle into the mall like cattle. A man twice as large as you and wearing a tank top that was more like a bra held the door open for you. You thanked him and marched inside.

The mall was absolutely huge, almost every store space looked more like an airplane hangar compared to how it was before. It was almost overwhelming but you had plenty of eye candy to look at as you marched along. The layout was much the same but just filled with a lot more fat. You eventually made it to the arcade where you and your friends usually hung out and soon enough you spotted them. All of them are as fat as you. David, Nathan, and Cody.

"There he is!" Cody says as he notices your approach. Cody really bottomed out as his ass is insanely wide compared to the rest of him. It's also clad in nothing except the straps of his jock. He has a thin pullover hoodie on top and his hands are stuffed into the front pocket of it while he watches David and Nathan play their game.

"Finally, we were about to go to the pumps without you!" David said sitting up. He huffed onto his feet and his stomps shook the arcade machine as he adjusted his stance. He was about as fat as you and in all the same places, his ass was a good size, and his belly was huge. He thumbed into his painted-on booty shorts that were obviously too small and struggled to pull them up and cover his ass crack. He finally settled and there was still an inch or two of crack hanging out. He also had a tanktop on but it was much larger and form-fitting, only letting a few inches of his belly hang below it. However, the arm holes were beyond torn letting a significant amount of his side boob and fat belly that was wrapping around him hang free.

"Let's go, I'm starving," Nathan said as he stomped onto his feet as well. He looked to be probably the biggest out of all of you by at least a couple hundred pounds. His cheeks were chunkier, his arms fatter, his belly bigger, his moobs fuller, and his waddle more pronounced. He was wearing nothing but some skin-tight boxer shorts that left several inches of his ass crack free.

You bump bellies with everyone and tag along as they stomp out of the arcade to somewhere else in the mall. You were extremely curious about what these"pumps" were. You held back your curiosity for the moment and just admired the new physiques of your friends and how oblivious they were to how thin they used to be. The way they waddled with pride and talked about their fat and gaining more weight. You couldn't wait to hang out more with them. It was as if everyone now were the most dedicated gainers, all they talked about and their life revolved around was putting on that next pound. What they had for breakfast, what they plan to eat for lunch, what buffet to go to for dinner. Tips and tricks for eating more, what to add to food to make it more fattening. Not only were your friends constantly talking about fat, but so was everyone else.

Then you finally stepped up to a restaurant, but the name was different than what it used to be. Now it was The Pumps. Your friends all waddled in and a gorgeous woman was at the counter and looked pleased to see the four of you. You smirked knowing that before she probably would have looked on in disgust, but in a world where no man was thinner than you guys, fat was sexy.

"For four please," David said. "For 2 hours." The hostess nodded and grabbed menus and led you inside. To say you were excited anymore would be an understatement. You know now why it's just called The Pumps. Every table was filled with men who were just sitting with hoses in their mouths being pumped with what looked like shakes. Chocolate, vanilla, peanut butter, mint. The men were all just rubbing their fat selves playing with themselves and watching the numerous TVs on the walls. The hostess led you to a semi-circle booth and you all filled it and then some. Your asses pushed against each other and your sweat mingled.

"Finally, I'm gonna go all out," Nathan says as he huffs in his seat throwing down the menu after looking at it for only a couple of seconds.

"Same, I've been saving for this," Cody says patting his gut and putting his menu down too.

You look at the menu and it's quite small but concise. You choose the flavor of shake you want up to a combo of 3, the size of the hose, and how fast you want it. Soon enough your waitress arrives and your friends all order the biggest hose and **** speed with their own various flavors they like.

"And you, big boy?" she asks. You smile and tell her the flavors you wanted and the same as your friends. She types away on her tablet before you hear some whirring and look up as your hoses all come down from a winch in the ceiling. It's thicker than a 2 liter of soda and has a very interesting nozzle.

"You boys need any help, let me know, and if you need a breather at any time just hit this button on the tablet," she smiles cheerfully. "Your shakes will be pumped to you in just a couple of minutes."

You all nod as she walks away to check on other tables. You watch your friends get the tubes on putting their mouths over the clear cylinder and pushing it down their gullet. They go all the way to the end of the cylinder before it meets the actual tube and grab the straps pulling them back and strapping them on behind the back of their heads like some kind of feed bag for a horse. you do the same easing the cylinder into your mouth, you figure it's to make it easier to get the shake down without swallowing. you then strap it on behind your head and wait as you all watch some shows on the TVs.

Soon enough you each watch with glee as your shakes start pouring into your gullets. Your trio of flavors create a delicious combination and each of you start rubbing your fat in satisfaction. Time flies by as an unfathomable amount of shakes are poured into the four of you. Gallon after gallon you each chug away moaning and rubbing your growing bellies with glee. You are almost disappointed when the tablet buzzes with only 15 minutes left. But then Nathan grabs it and taps it a few times before putting it back and you notice he added another hour to your time. You all smile as best you can with tubes in your mouths as you all lazily continue to drink together. The final hour rolls by and finally the tablet buzzes and the shake stops coming.

"Fuuuuck," David moans as he rubs his gut. "Oh, that's so good."

"I can already feel that my ass is fatter," Cody moans rubbing his thighs and ass.

"New records all around!" Nathan moans as he pokes at the tablet. He shows it to you guys and you see it tallied the gallons you all drank. You managed 687 gallons! Cody did 673 right behind you. David managed 748 gallons, but Nathan beat you all by a landslide! His final tally is 962 gallons! There's even a calorie count! Nathan consumed roughly 13,763,982 calories!

"Holy fuck," you moan as you rub your belly. Your cock is so rock-hard looking at all of this information. Your fantasies get the better of you and you moan aloud as your dick twitches and fires off ropes of cum into your fat. The guys chuckle before you watch them all reach their hands down and jerk off with you. You unashamedly join them for a round two and you all begin moaning together as the waitress steps up to your table.

"Was everything to your liking?" she says handing out napkins. It seems this is a common occurrence as the guys all take their cum slick hands out and wipe them off, Cody and Nathan at least licking their hands clean before wiping them with the napkin.

"It was amazing," the guys moan as she smiles.

"Awesome! Thanks for coming today and we hope to see you again soon!" She cheerily heads away as you all catch your breaths.

"I'm gonna miss this," Cody says.

"Miss it? Where're you going?"

"I got accepted into college! I'm gonna have little time to hang out once I'm started."

"Same," Nathan says as he huffs to stand up.

"Yeah, me too," David grunts as he shuffles down the seat to get out. "Are you gonna apply soon? Applications are closing in a week."

"I hadn't thought about it," you grunt getting up. "I don't know what I'm gonna do with the rest of my life." The guys look at you quizzically.

"Uh? Get fat? Dude, you always go on and on about being one of the fattest guys in the world," Cody says as he gets up and the four of you start leaving the restaurant.

"Yeah, hard to be that guy if you don't get a start in college!" Nathan says as you all step out into the mall proper. You all waddle to a spot where you don't block the mall traffic and the three of your friends turn to continue the conversation.

"Well, I don't know what are you guys going for?" you ask.

"Doctorates, duh," Nathan says like it's that easy.

"Yea, why go if you're not going to shoot for gold?"

"And if you want to grow as big as those fatasses, that's the least you're gonna need to get."

"Isn't your dad finally big enough for a master's?"

"Wait what?" You say perplexed.

"Yeah, 5000 pounds is the requirement to get a master's," Cody says. "He's probably already in line to get his honorary one from the state university. How big is he?"

"Uh, 4968 pounds."

"Dude, just a few days, and he'll be in the big leagues!"

"So, College is just about getting fat?" They all look at you as if you hit your head.

"Yeah?" they all collectively say. David continues, "That's what it's always been, a gaining regimen for the small fry to get big! My dad graduated at 24 with a master's! He's 14,000 pounds now."

"Yeah, mine graduated at 26 with one, he's 12,000 pounds," Cody said.

"I'll be the first in my family to go, my dad's only 4200 pounds," Nathan says. "But that's what college does to you. That's where the true men go, where the real gainers get separated from the rest. It trains you into a lifestyle that pushes you to weights other people never dream of. Very few people who don't go to college crack 5000 pounds, at least not until they're old."

"Yeah, so if you wanna get fat, apply dude!" Cody says bumping butts with you. "Otherwise we're gonna leave you in the dust!" An excitement is brewing within you that you just cannot contain.

"I'm applying first thing in the morning!"