4th July 1884
"I need more..." he flexed his arms against his side, "I deserve more!" Seymour grunted as he took his first steps with his new added tonnage, he was uneasy as he felt his still deflating cock idly slapping off the under side of his gut. His new gait was soon coming to him though as his massive feet pounded towards to the remaining crates, shaking the ground slightly as he made his way over. His heaving, lumbering shoulders were beginning to arch forward ever so slightly to accommodate his new girth as he came to a stop in front of the coconuts. His massive stomach bellowed in want at them, growling like an animal about to devour its prey.
Seymour began to wonder whether this would indeed work, could he get even bigger than what he was now? He was unable to survey his entire body but what he could see, well with what he could see he knew that if even a chance existed he should try. He'd always been the fat stocky kid at school, often teased for his size before he began to also add muscle to his frame in his teenage years. His body had always lent well to the firebrand/stocky look, however he was now beyond the realms of either of those terms mere descriptive ability.
"I need more..." he flexed his arms against his side, "I deserve more!" Seymour grunted as he took his first steps with his new added tonnage, he was uneasy as he felt his still deflating cock idly slapping off the under side of his gut. His new gait was soon coming to him though as his massive feet pounded towards to the remaining crates, shaking the ground slightly as he made his way over. His heaving, lumbering shoulders were beginning to arch forward ever so slightly to accommodate his new girth as he came to a stop in front of the coconuts. His massive stomach bellowed in want at them, growling like an animal about to devour its prey.
Seymour began to wonder whether this would indeed work, could he get even bigger than what he was now? He was unable to survey his entire body but what he could see, well with what he could see he knew that if even a chance existed he should try. He'd always been the fat stocky kid at school, often teased for his size before he began to also add muscle to his frame in his teenage years. His body had always lent well to the firebrand/stocky look, however he was now beyond the realms of either of those terms mere descriptive ability.