1612 pounds! Pretty good!

The number rises past 1500 and begins slowing down. 1550, 1560, 1580, and then to your excitement it passes 1600 and still keeps going a little bit before ending at 1612 pounds! Your friends all cheer you on and are excited to see just how much you weigh. You rub your belly happily as the chart is updated with your weight and your first day of gaining is officially recorded.

Then the rankings come up. Your name starts at the bottom since your weight wasn't on record yet and quickly begins rising the rankings. You were surprised to see a few students at the bottom only weighing 1100 and 1200 pounds. After your wish, you started somewhere around 1400. You guessed you were ahead of the curve for obese 18-year-olds. You figure those guys would be considered skinny at this point.

You watch as your ranking keeps rising in your unprecedented class of over 300 students. You even recognize quite a few of the names from high school. Your name rises and passes by Cody, and then the slider starts to slow before passing David and stopping just 20 rankings below Nathan.

But you're kind of surprised, despite thinking you were ahead of the curve for a fat 18-year-old, Yours and Nathan's rankings didn't even crack the top 100. You were 132, and Nathan was 112. Just how fat were some of your classmates? You began scrolling up seeing that to crack the top 100, you needed to beat 1688 pounds. As you scrolled higher and higher you were shocked at the sizes of the top 10. The #10 guy was 1952 pounds, and the #1 guy was 2031 pounds!

You couldn't believe it. You just wished your brother to 2700 to catch him up in his 2nd year of college and boost him to the top, and most of his classmates were around 2000. These people in your class are day one freshmen and they're already as big as sophomores. You and your friends had a steep hill to fight in order to catch up and rise to the top as you all dreamt of doing.

You finally stepped off and talked with your friends and brother about your day at college. You stomped around campus before finally, your friends said their goodbyes to head home for dinner. You and your massively obese brother marched to your truck which had grown larger. You drove and were completely stuck inside the hips and pits of your brother. You huffed in his stronger musk and he delighted in getting you off so easily.

You arrived home to a celebration not only of your first day at college but also of your father passing 5000 pounds! He is now an honorary graduate of the college and is ecstatic to get his diploma soon. You feast and truly begin to understand what school is all about. You were so hungry. You and your brother could nearly match your father eating for hours upon hours upon hours trying desperately to fill a stomach that didn't want to be filled. But fill it you did as your deep hunger drove you toward that goal. As you rubbed your full belly and entered your room you snapped off your jockstrap and threw off your tank top before sitting on your bed.

You looked at yourself in the mirror. Your belly filling your lap, your moobs sagging over your gut, your fat tires on your arms, your fat thighs fighting for space, your ass flattening wider beneath you, your puffy cheeks and multiple chins, all of it. You loved it all as your watermelon nuts churned and your 15-incher hardened. But all day after weighing yourself you couldn't stop thinking about the rankings. You couldn't stop thinking about you. You could be fatter.

You were so conflicted. You wished your brother was bigger, why not you? Why not your friends? But you were already enjoying yourself so much, and this was the way things were now. You would get fat no matter what so eventually you will make it. But maybe a little faster? You could just speed things along a bit quicker for you and the guys. Make that next pound come a little faster. A part of you also wanted to just ride this out. You ended up at this weight for a reason when you made the men of the world fat. Some ended up at 30,000 fucking pounds, but not you, maybe for a reason. Men got their bodies by working hard on them, eating and feasting for days and months and years on end. They dedicated their whole lives to getting fatter. You believe in yourself, you could make it, and be as fat as your professors if you tried hard enough and were patient enough to stick to it. But, you didn't have to make yourself that big now, but maybe just that initial bump to the top of the class? make yourself gain faster than everyone else? You could also just stick to the path. No cheat codes, no quick roads, no easy exits.

You fought all of this in your heart all night and as you sat in bed, you made your decision.