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Chapter One - Enter the Ronada

Charlie sat at the back of the classroom, idly gnawing on the end of his pen. His half-lidded, sleepy eyes slid from spot to spot around the room, watching the other boys talk and play with their cell phones. It was all quite boring, really. It wasn't that Charlie was bored by his classmates, rather the class itself. Two hours of researching the newest food pumps? Even the impending thought made Charlie cringe. He had no desire to educate himself on such matters. His whole purpose was to one day achieve the CEO status that his father now held, and this Technologies and Development class was a mere road bump.

You see, Charlie attended a special school - one only for boys who all shared a common goal. Every boy, every single boy, in Charlie's school hoped to one day be employed by a prestigious company that dealt in - oddly enough - weight gain. This company (known as the Sonola Group) manufactured everything from high-calorie candy bars to be sold to victims of natural disaster, large-portion meals sold for a cheap price at grocery stores around the globe, and even your run-of-the-mill protein shakes that guaranteed results after the first sip. But, for the devious and daring customers, Sonola produced a variety of food machines for the select few who saw weight gain as a lifestyle or, even more shocking to Charlie, a sexual experience.

As Charlie continued looking dully around the classroom, he noticed - not for the first time - that he was by far the skinniest of the lot. The other boys took their schooling in stride, and most were enrolled in classes to taste-test the products that Sonola manufactured. All of those gain-bars and calorie shakes had to go somewhere, and usually, they went to his classmates' guts.

Charlie himself was not a glutton. Although he had no qualms with the heavier-set majority of his classmates, the thought of being so large was not something that he aspired. With some amusement, Charlie recalled the term that his best friend Alex had used to describe him on their first day at Sonola Academy:

"You must be a Feeder, Charlie," Alex had said.

Feeders, Charlie later discovered, were people who enjoyed creating weight gain, not experiencing it. They were the enablers, the assistants.

Maybe I am a Feeder… Charlie thought. His eyes perused the generous curves of the handsome boy sitting one row over. I know I wouldn't mind seeing Luke get bigger.

Charlie's sexuality was something he had long ago discovered. He was well-known for appreciating the same sex, and was not disliked for it, much to his surprise. Perhaps, Charlie figured, in a school where 250 pound boys were the norm, bigotry was not an issue. It was because of this fact that his crush on Luke was not altogether a secret. The two had never actually spoken about the matter, and Luke seemed more inclined to just ignore it completely, which suited Charlie just fine (at least, he pretended it did).

"Hey, isn't there a school rule that says the students can leave after twenty minutes if the professor doesn't show up?" Alex Cavanaugh sat himself down in the empty chair in front of Charlie and turned around, smiling at his friend.

Charlie laughed and glanced at the clock - if the rumor was true, they only had four minutes left to wait. "Keep dreaming. You know how Professor G is; he always shows up."

"Eventually," Alex added with a sigh. "Man, why does the longest class of the day have to come right before lunch? I'm starved." The seventeen year old put a hand on his outwardly curved belly and drummed his fingers against it. The white cloth of his school shirt was noticeably strained.

"Yeah, man, you're just wasting away," Charlie teased, poking Alex gently.

"Hey don't be mean!" Alex protested, but managed a chuckle regardless.

"Is it even possible for you to be mean, Charlie?" said a voice from outside of the conversation.

There was a sudden bah-dump feeling in Charlie's ears. He looked from Alex to Luke, who was now turned in his seat and grinning right at him.

"Well, is it?" Luke pressed. They both noticed that Charlie was blushing, but the only one that seemed to mind was Charlie himself.  

"I-"

But, as fate would have it, Professor G entered the room with thirty seconds to spare. The entirety of the class groaned and faced the front of the room, including Luke, much to Charlie's disappointment.

"Mr. Cavanaugh, return to your seat!" Professor G said sharply to Alex, who lingered long enough to roll his eyes for Charlie's benefit and made his way back to his own desk.

"I apologize for my lateness, everyone, but I think you'll forgive me when you see the surprise I have for you." Professor G paused momentarily in his cleaning of the whiteboard and peeked over his shoulder to smirk at the class.

"What is it?" a boy at the front of the room asked eagerly. The others soon began to murmur similar questions, which brought the volume in the class to a low din of queries. Even Charlie ceased in doodling in his notebook to listen for the surprise - hopefully it would be more interesting that the usual bland video direct from Sonola headquarters.

Professor G turned and faced the class fully, putting his hands leisurely in his pockets. "Before I tell you, I need Mr. Brennan" -he nodded to Charlie- "and Mr. Thomas to join me at the front of the room."

Charlie glanced over at Jack Thomas, a moderately large boy with bright, watchful eyes and a kind smile. It was not a smile that Jack wore now, more so a confused but curious smirk.

The two assembled before Professor G and leaned in at their teacher's gesture, like a sports huddle.

"I need the two of you to assist me in a demonstration. Mr. Thomas, this more so concerns you, so I'm more interested in your consent. No offense, Mr. Brennan." Professor G offered Charlie a good-natured wink and looked back to Jack.

Jack shrugged. "Sure. Does it involve food? I'm so hungry."

Professor G chuckled and nodded. "Yes of course it does, Mr. Thomas." The oddly slender man straightened up and raised his voice so the rest of the class could hear. "Please take a seat in that chair, Mr. Thomas." He gestured to the large chair set against the whiteboard. As Jack sat down, the chair almost completely disappeared beneath him.

"What would you like me to do, Professor?" Charlie said, looking up at his teacher.

"Patience, Mr. Brennan," Professor G said. Once again, he addressed the class. "As you all know - or should know, if you have been kind enough to stay awake during my lectures - this is a Technology and Development class which focuses solely on the products made by Sonola. So far this semester, our experience with these products has been--"

"Nonexistent?" offered Alex. Another boy gave him a high-five.

"Exactly," Professor G said, sounding amused. "That is why, today, your surprise is a live demonstration of Sonola's newest Feeder product: the Ronada." At a nod, two janitors rolled in a heavy-looking contraption that was the same size as a heavy-duty copy machine. All of the boys leaned in, trying to get a good look.

"As you can probably guess by the tubing and whatnot, this is a feeding machine," Professor G continued. "Mr. Thomas has so kindly agreed to demonstrate its effects, and Mr. Brennan will take up his rightful roll as Feeder."

The class snickered at this. Charlie was one of the few - like Professor G - who managed to stay thin while attending Sonola Academy, which obviously pin-pointed him as a natural Feeder. Although no one saw anything wrong with his weight, it was fun to tease Charlie and watch him blush.

Charlie rolled his eyes. "Gee, thanks, Professor. You're one to talk." He gave a sly smile and looked up and down Professor G's thin frame.

Professor G waved the comment away; however his smile did not fade. "Now then, Mr. Brennan, would you be so kind as to hook Mr. Thomas up to the Ronada? You'll find the end of the tubing to have a strap that will fit nicely across his head."

Charlie nodded and walked around the machine to where the tube was attached the main body like the power cord on a vacuum cleaner. Blushing furiously, he went back over to Jack and fixed the strap around the boy's head. Jack winked to one of his sniggering friends in the front row, which Charlie ignored.

"Now turn the dial that reads Intake up to three," Professor G instructed. "Can anyone guess what that dial controls?"

"Pounds the subject will gain?" Luke said. As Charlie glanced over at him, he realized that Luke had been watching him closely. This made him blush more than ever.

Professor G nodded. "Very good. Mr. Brennan, have you adjusted the dial?"

Charlie nodded again. "Yes, sir."

"Good. Now press the big red button."

The button was pressed and, after a moment or two, the Ronada's various lights and meters began to change. The tank affixed to the side of the machine gave a slight vibration and slowly, the mixture inside inched towards the bottom of the container where it visibly flowed through the tube that was inserted in Jack's mouth.

"The concoction that Mr. Thomas is now enjoying is a highly caloric, high trans-fat blend that has been sweetened and flavored to taste like strawberry cheesecake. Am I right, Mr. Thomas?" Professor G said with a slight chuckle.

Everyone looked over at Jack. The boy was leaning back in his seat with his eyes closed. At the sound of his name, he looked around at the others, seemingly embarrassed. He gave a thumbs-up to tell the class that the flavor was as Professor G had said and closed his eyes once again.

"As you can see, the mixture has something of an aphrodisiacal effect on our guinea pig, there," Professor G said. The class chuckled as Jack gave another weary thumbs-up. "The Ronada is a product aimed towards the Feeder/Feedee market, which means that customers will want a little - how should I put this - extra umph." Another laugh echoed through the class.

The liquid in the small tank continued to empty. As Jack took in the concoction, there was a noticeable weight added to his midsection. With every large intake, the expanse of Jack's stomach grew slightly, becoming fuller. Despite all of the food that Jack was ingesting, however, his belly did not appear harder, as if the mixture was being instantly transformed into soft layers of fat.

"Professor is he--" Charlie began. He found that his surprise was too great to finish his question.

"Do you mean 'is he instantly gaining weight'?" Professor G said.

Charlie could only nod.

"The answer is yes." Suddenly, Professor G launched into a lecture about the individual components of the mixture that allowed the calories to be immediately made into fat, which made the product extremely effective. Most of the class was too busy watching Jack balloon with three extra pounds to listen. Charlie in particular noticed that the Intake dial reached all the way up to fifty.

Imagine what Luke would look like with fifty extra pounds on him, Charlie thought. He let himself glance over at the boy. Luke was sitting with his chin resting in his hand, carefully watching Jack through the bits of chocolate-colored hair that fell into his eyes. His soft middle pressed ever-so-slightly against the desk, but Charlie knew that Luke could have propped the entirety of his belly on the tabletop if he was so inclined. For a moment, Charlie's control lapsed, and he felt himself stir at the thought of feeding Luke through the Ronada's tube.

A mere ten minutes later, Jack was taken off of the machine and helped back to his seat. His stomach now bulged considerably past the line of his pants, stretching his shirt nearly so much as to pop a button. When he finally caught his breath enough to become comfortable, Jack slumped his head down on the desk and fell asleep.

"Well there's one draw-back, anyway," Alex laughed.

Professor G nodded, laughing as well. Class was officially back to protocol. A schematic of the Ronada was projected onto the screen and the students were instructed to copy it down.

Charlie was back to drifting off.

~*~

Lunchtime was a big deal at Sonola Academy.

All of the students were required to sample at least one of the Sonola gain products with their usual meal, but no one seemed to mind being used as a case study. Sonola was a company that not only accepted people of larger-than-normal size, it encouraged them. That was why, every day, there were two meal selections: the Green selection and the Red selection.

Green was for those students who, like Charlie, were not interested in being the gainer. It usually consisted of a normal-sized entrée such as a hamburger, and a side-dish, such a normal-sized French fries. It was the sort of meal that any normal high school would serve.

Red was for the daring. Every entrée was double or triple in proportion, and each part of the meal contained Sonola's own weight-gain formula.

That day, Charlie sat down at the lunch table with his usual Green selection (a bowl of stir-fry and rice), while Alex took his other side with a Red selection (a serving of stew the size of the crock pot itself and a serving of mashed potatoes that out-sized the entirety of Charlie's stir-fry).

"Finally!" Alex said happily. He dug into his lunch with gusto, washing it down with massive gulps of his Sonola-brand gain shake. Charlie swore he could see Alex expanding already.

"Hey that Ronada was really something, huh?" Alex said. "Can you imagine gaining weight like that?" He snapped his fingers as if to demonstrate the speed.

Charlie nodded without thinking. "Yeah, it would be something, alright." The blonde boy was already gazing discreetly across the lunchroom at Luke.

Alex followed the line of his friend's stare, as if he didn't already know where it led. "You should talk to him."

"Who?"

"Luke, dummy!" Alex hit Charlie good-naturedly on the arm. "He was watching you intently today during that Ronada lesson. Like, I don't think he blinked."

Charlie couldn't help but look pleased. "Really?"

Alex nodded. "Trust me, he digs you."

Sighing, Charlie leaned against Alex's soft shoulder. "I hope he does. I mean, he knows I'm gay - why hasn't he talked to me if he likes me?"

"Maybe he's shy?" Alex suggested with a shrug.

Charlie shook his head. "No, I don't think so. He has no problem talking to people." Moodily, he dug into his stir-fry.  

For several moments, Alex was silent. He seemed to be thinking hard about something. His fervent eating had even come to a pause.

"What's up, Alex? Feeling sick to your stomach?" Charlie said, looking over at the boy.

"No, no." Alex waved the concern away. "Listen, what if…"

"What if…?" Charlie waved his hand in the air, gesturing for Alex to go on.

"What if Luke likes his boys bigger?" Alex shrunk away from the question, as if he were afraid of it now that it was out in the open.

"Bigger?" Charlie repeated.

Alex nodded. "It's just a theory. I mean, I'm pretty certain that Luke is gay, so if he's not flirting with you at the moment, he's gotta be insane or looking for something different."

"Something larger, you think." A chuckle escaped Charlie before he could stop it.

"Hey, it's possible! I mean, look at Luke! The guy's huge!"

It was true. Luke Grey was a big boy. When he stood, his belly hung low against his shirt, straining it past his belt buckle and completely hiding the top few inches of his pants from view. When sitting, Luke had the sort of belly that could be used as a sort of shelf. He had large, thick arms that looked somehow muscular even beneath the soft, fleshy fat that contained them. His face was full yet handsome, as most of his girth occupied the rest of his body, which left his face mostly untouched. But despite the beauty of his face and the kindness in his eyes, Charlie's gaze always fell to Luke's belly. He wanted just once to reach out, touch it, and feel as his hand sunk in to the softness.

Charlie looked down at his own lap. His chest and stomach were equally flat, even muscled. He had thin arms and a petite face, not to mention slender legs. Compared to Luke, to Alex, or to anyone else in the whole of the lunchroom, Charlie had no more mass than a Kleenex.

"Maybe I could stand to gain a little weight," Charlie mumbled. He looked at his half-eaten stir-fry and realized with some despair that he was already getting full. "There's no way, though, Alex," he said, looking up at his friend. "I mean, everyone knows it's like impossible for me to gain weight."

After a moment, Alex's chubby face took on a smirk. "Well, that's why you'll need my help! C'mon, I think if anyone in this school knows about putting on weight, it's me." With a chuckle, Alex patted the side of his impressive belly, causing it to jiggle freely. "I could get you looking soft within a month."

Across the lunchroom, Luke was just polishing off the last of his Red selection - looking noticeably stuffed. As the elder student wiped a bit of gravy from the corner of his mouth, his eyes caught Charlie's. The two of them watched each other for a moment, before Luke raised a hand and waved. However embarrassed, Charlie waved back.

"Ok, Alex. I-I'll do it." There was a slightly satisfied grin on his delicate lips. "But I don't want to be gigantic or anything, ok? Just soft. Make me soft." The smile widened.

"Well of course," Alex said, winking. "You're still a Feeder, remember? You'll have to have enough energy to plump Luke up."

Charlie watched Luke as he stood from his table with an empty tray in hand. He looked positively bloated by his large meal, which caused his already heavy midsection to stretch further out before him and hang just a little lower. Charlie noticed all of this with fascination.

"When can we start?" the blonde asked, once again looking back to Alex.

"Well, finish up your lunch and we'll go out. You don't mind skipping your afternoon classes, do you?"

Charlie paused. He had never skipped a class in his life and the thought was dangerous. Having a father who was high on the Sonola political ladder meant that misbehavior was not an option. But, then again, Charlie's father had always urged him to become a better example of the Sonola products. Maybe, Charlie hoped, skipping class to gorge would be a reasonable excuse?

"I don't mind it at all."

As Charlie set back in on his remaining stir-fry, he could only pray that Luke was as attracted as Alex claimed.
You have no idea how nervous I am about submitting this D:

Well, if you've bothered to read all the way down to the AC, or if you just scrolled down to get the gist of what this whole deal is about - thank you! This is, as the title says, yaoi weight gain. If you don't agree with this subject matter, I don't want to hear your opinion. Really. Go troll somewhere else.

Now then - sorry about the almost complete absence of any serious weight gain in this chapter XD I'll admit that I'm easing my way into it.

I hope you liked it!
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You held my attention from start to finish. Well done!