Chris’ powerful figure leaned against the hood of his car, his muscular frame now hidden beneath a layer of soft, jiggling fat. His once chiselled stomach was now a bulging dome of flesh, stretching the fabric of his shirt tight over his belly. The sight of Chris now, standing there waiting, was a far cry from the muscular former soldier. Now, he boasted a much more rotund physique, his arms and legs thick with soft, wobbly fat.

As the headlights of an approaching car finally broke through the darkness, Chris straightened up, He rolled his shoulders, feeling the strain of his heavy weight on his joints. "Finally," he muttered under his breath.