Time to celebrate being the fattest!

As you felt the last remains of the arena crumble and be flattened beneath you, you reached into your hundreds of neck folds and pulled out the powder once more, popping the lid you tossed a handful of powder into your gullet and felt it be washed down by the dozens of food, gainer shake, and cum hoses.

“I wish that today was the celebration of my becoming the fattest man in history, as well as being crowned the Olympic champion. And the party was even bigger than when dad was crowned the fattest man in history.”

You watched as the entire area was slowly decorated with banners, streamers, and flags all about you and being fat. Pop up BBQ’s, cookouts, and catering dotted the college for miles around to feed the people. The entire school campus was slowly and magically filled in with thousands of fat men from around the world eager to see the crowning of a new fattest man in history, as if this event had been in the planning for months and the time had come for them all to arrive for the big moment. The men came in all shapes and sizes, from 10,000 pounds to over 100,000. Fathers, brothers, and sons, all reveling in their fat to celebrate a monumental occasion in obesity. It was as if this was the moment in every man's life that they waited for. In fact, you liked that idea.

“I wish that all men’s families celebrated when they reached new goals of their obesity, especially when they became the new fattest of their family line,” you wished after taking more of the powder. You felt your mind get flooded with thousands of memories of celebration. Every thousand pounds your dad gained and became fatter and fatter beyond the fattest man in your family history. Celebrating your brothers, uncles, and cousins tonnage as they grew fatter and fatter. Not to mention celebrating your own weight as you passed goal after goal getting fatter and fatter, even your friends and their brothers and fathers as they got fatter and fatter. It was like a birthday bash every few months and sometimes even weeks as everyone piled on the pounds in their endless pursuit of becoming fatter men. Nobody cared about birthday’s anymore, it was all about being fatter. The celebrations were always huge. Food, sex, and men galore as everyone a man knew came to celebrate their growing poundage like a worldwide frat of obesity.

More and more people suddenly arrived on campus, and you soon heard the stomping of your brother and father as they approached. Their massive tonnage stomped toward you as they were praised by the thousands of other men for being so tremendously fat. The quaking of their rolls and flab, the jiggling of their balls behind them, the swaying of their cocks with every stomp they took. They looked so puny.

“Looks like they need a little pick me up,” you moan to yourself as Damian roars in orgasms and fills your ass with his cum still. You take more powder and say, “I wish my dad was over 500,000 pounds and grew 3 more cocks, and my brother was over 400,000 pounds.”

The two bumped bellies with you just as they began to moan deeply. The guttural roars of growth were music to your ears as they both began to grow. Their folds folded over themselves and made dozens more, their bellies grew into you and spread out further, their asses spread wider and taller as they pushed into their gigantic nuts. Your brother's fat nuts grew tremendously huge, as did his seven cocks that began to push and entangle themselves in your six cocks, and your Dad’s moans were even deeper and hornier as three new cocks began to grow until they stood proudly with his other two and all five grew into your cocks and twisted into the mess of cocks from all three of you. Your six 2000 foot cocks, your Dad's five 800 foot cocks, and your brother's seven 500 foot cocks, all weaved together as the three of you painted each other and the campus in cum.

"God damn, son," Your father moans as his growth came to an end and now stood proudly at 564,922 pounds. "You are one fat beast, and I couldn't be prouder."

"Same bro," your brother says as he now weighs 414,762 pounds. "You make me so horny and hungry for fat just by looking at you."

"I'm not big enough," you moan as your six cocks gush with a renewed orgasm of cum. Looking out at the thousands of fat folds that make up your body, you still find yourself eager for more. "I want more fat, more cum, and more food."

"Hahaha! That's my son!" Your dad proudly cheers as he gives your fat a good smack. It quakes your entire tonnage and elicited a great moan of pleasure from you. "Then how's about we get this party started, champion!?"

You smile at being called a champion and soon enough hundreds of reporters from around the world begin to bombard you with questions wondering how you got so fat compared to the rest of the world, what this means for you going forward, how fat do you want to be, what's your goal weight, and thousands more. All the while you can't stop cumming and Damien remains your little pet in your ass crack pumping you full of his cum. He seems to not mind, though, judging by his constant humping and thrusting of his cocks into your backside.

You answer their questions with a tried and true, you're never big enough, and the celebrations will soon begin. Instead of being placed into an arena, you're led into the open courtyard of the college campus where thousands and thousands of fat men, reporters, and admirers await this momentous occasion. The men cannot stop cumming in your presence and of your father and brother's either. For any man to see and be in the vicinity of such monumental giants of obesity was like meeting your biggest idol and greatest inspiration. Seeing the tens, even hundreds of thousands of gallons of cum going to waste, you thought of your perfect reward. You tell your father to get Damien out of your ass, and he does so, your old friend stumbled aside, thankful to have been allowed the opportunity to fuck you in such a way. You take another dash of powder and make your wish.

"I wish that every single man here for this event was hooked up to a series of tubes and pumps, even from their tits, all funneling their cum into me, because if there's one thing men love just as much as growing fatter, it was growing other men fatter. I also wish that cum was 100 times more fattening from now on."

Slowly, you watched as every single man was being handed tubes and pumps to put onto their cocks and tits. Your dad and brother are hooked up too, and even you are as the event staff put massive tubes over your cocks and tits before finally, after the many thousands of men are finally hooked up, a giant singular tube is shoved into your ass and another into your mouth. Your father of course officiates the event, proclaiming you the Olympic Champion, when a construction crane then lifts above you a giant gold medal and wraps it around your fat neck rolls. Then he gladly passes on the torch of fattest man alive to you to the uproarious cheers of the entire world as the hundreds of TV cameras are all rolling live for this event.

"Together," your dad proudly announces to everyone. "We will bear witness to the fattest man, in all of human history, and join him in making his legacy even brighter!" The entire arena cheers. "Let us join together with this mammoth of fat and obesity, and fatten him to even greater heights!"

The deafening cheering slowly grows into a tremendous, earth shaking collective moaning. You watch as the many thousands of men begin to get intimate, making love to each other as they admire and worship each other's bodies before all of them begin to cum. The thousands and thousands of hoses all coil together as they each grow white with cum. You watch as your brother and father's tubes are flooded with their own cum, and the thousands of tubes slowly begin to be nothing but streaks of white.

Finally, you watch as the many tubes of cum that have joined together approach your mouth. Thousands upon thousands of men's collective cum is about to be all yours. Like a tidal wave, it enters your gullet and the flood of millions of gallons of cum can't be stopped anymore. You chug and chug as it flows down your throat and glides into your backside, stretching your ass with how much cum there is.

The taste is indescribable. You can identify every single different man's cum as it enters you. Your nose is dominated by the growing stench of musk from the thousands of men around you. The men continue to cum and orgasm and fornicate around you for days on end. You are being stuffed with millions, upon millions, upon MILLIONS of gallons of cum. The fattening cum is so good, you don't want it to end. You can feel your body grow as the cum enters you. Your weight is rising with each passing second as the men want nothing more than to help you.

Being fat wasn't just a personal goal to men anymore. It was a collective goal. Everyone loved, and worshiped, other men. They wanted to grow other men, feed other men, fill other men with their fattening seed so that every man could become their fattest self. And you gave them all the tools they needed to grow you. Even as others needed to rest and recover from the thousands of orgasms to feed you, hundreds more men continued to give you what you wanted until the others could keep going. Over and over in waves, the cum never stopped as the thousands of men rotated to keep filling you.

Even your father and brother could not be stopped. They both threw themselves over you, groping and loving your fat. Their cocks pushed into your folds, and they began to fuck them to orgasm even more. Their tremendous balls quaked as their hundreds of thousands of gallons of cum filled you and pumping more and more and more cum through their cocks.

You felt yourself growing fatter by the moment. Your cocks stretching longer, thicker, and meatier. Your balls inflating with more cum that was being pumped right back into you. You were in and out of conciousness as the weeks rolled by. There seemed to be truly no end to this. Until one day, in your lust-addled stupor and delirum, the hose came free from your mouth and the other hose was pulled free from your ass.

"How...." your moaned before you released a thunderous belch that shook the earth. "fat am I?" You asked your father who stood before you. He turned to the cameras as you now saw the many thousands of men were all collapsed and their cocks limp for what was probably the first time in years for them.

"IYNH, you've made me the proudest father in history!" Your dad exclaimed to the world without an ounce of exhasution in his voice or mannerisms. "I am proud to grant you the title of Fattest man in History! At a staggering 1,225,371 pounds! You've reached a state no man has ever reached before or had ever been thought of! Immobility!"

You hadn't even realized it until he said it. You couldn't move. Try as you might to wiggle your legs to walk, they no longer could do so. Your six 4000 foot long cocks throb and shake the earth as they slam down. The roar of a beast bellows out of you as your orgasm grows ten fold. Your six cocks painting the landscape white as you huff in orgasm and disbelief.

"I'm so fat," was all you could mutter as your dad continued to rant and rave to the media about your tremendous achievment.

You still couldn't believe it. After all this time, all these pounds and cocks, and massive balls, you finally reached immobility in this crazy world you've crafted.

Although... you could fix that if you wanted to. Or perhaps just enjoy the moment for a bit and see what life is going to be like for you in uncharted territory for this world.