CHAPTER 1: Small Apartment, Big Future“There! That’s gotta be it!”CHAPTER 1: Small Apartment, Big Future by spike4646
Brendon drove closer to the tall building, confident that it was the right one. He checked the street number one last time before pulling into the parking and stepping out of his car.
“Yup, this is the place! Home sweet home!”
Triumphantly, he hauled his luggage out of the trunk of his car and entered the lobby of his new home.
Although his parents lived in the same city, Brendon insisted that he would move out and find himself an apartment once he got to college. There was something about all the added freedom and responsibility that came with living on his own that he craved to experience. To his surprise, both his parents were supportive of the idea. In fact, it’s thanks to his dad that he ended up finding the apartment that he would end up moving into.
“Why don’t you try calling your uncle Chris? He still owns the apartment that he used to live in when he was in college, maybe he can rent it to you.”
Jake (Guy on the left): (Encouragingly) Come on big guy, you’re almost there! Drink up!
Sam (Fat guy): (Lets out a satisfied groan)
A.J. (Guy on the right): Jeez Jake, he’s more than doubled in size, I’ve never seen anyone that large! I can’t believe he’s still going!
Jake: That’s cause he doesn’t realize how big he’s gotten.
A.J.: What’s that suppose to mean?
Jake: I hypnotized him before you got here, so he only believes and does whatever I say. And right now he still thinks he’s all slim and trim, but he's hungry as f*ck! Ain’t that right Samy-boy?
Sam: (Mumbles in agreement)
A.J.: Huh. I can’t believe that sort of stuff really works.
Jake: You’d be surprised.
A.J.: Anyways, maybe we oughta finish up and get him dressed. Football practice starts in 10 minutes, and it’s definitely gona take us a while to squeeze him back into his football uniform now that he’s this huge!
Jake: Aw come on A.J., who cares if we’re a bit late? That bench he’s sitting on looks like it’s about to give in any second now. One more tub and he'll be so huge, he’s bound to break it!
A.J.: (Chuckles) You’re really into this, aren’t you Jake. Why do you even want him so big anyways?
Jake: 'Cause he called me fat.
A.J.: (Laughs) Is that it? I thought it was some kind of fetish or something.
Jake: Shut up and bring me another tub.
A.J.: (Jokingly) He’s kinda right you know. You are looking a little pudgier this season.
Jake: Careful what you say there, fatty.
A.J.: (Walking over to the other tubs of lard) Hey who callin’ a fatty? I’m the only one with abs here!
Jake: …Who says I didn’t hypnotize you too? Maybe you just think you’re skinny, but you’re actually even bigger than Sam.
A.J.: Stop joking around Jake, that isn't funny. (Grabs a tub of lard) Huh? This one’s empty. (Looks back at Jake) I coulda swore he only drank one tub.
Jake: (Lifts an eyebrow and smirks devilishly at A.J.)
A.J.: …You’re kidding.
Jake: Maybe. Maybe not. You did call me fat though.
A.J.: Dude this isn’t funny. Am I huge right now or not!?
Jake: Why don’t you come sit down on the bench with Sam and find out? There’s plenty of lard to go around!
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