Bobby, as I call my boyfriend now, looks wonderful as a fat boy but I just have too much trouble carrying all this weight.
I don't care if Bobby has the same problems and as a matter of fact I am planning on fattening him even more and as I have returned to my old self I work on me becoming more muscular.
Soon I am a true body building master. I could make Hercules jealous and that will make my boyfriend look even fatter next to me.
I turn him into a 21 year old with a job at a call center. He will sit on his fat ass all day long while I work out.
I stay home and go to the gym and keep myself looking good taking him out to the buffets at night to show him off.
Bobby gains easily and at just 5'6" to my 6'2" he is always looking up to me even though I have remained the 18 year old muscle boy and he is the fat slob.
I fill him up at the restaurant and toss him on the bed on his belly pressing that full tummy into the mattress while I plow his ass with my huge 12 inch cock.