Hibernation Day

Jeff couldn’t believe how cold it’d gotten. Sure it was still winter but he figured that it would at least be warming up a little bit. With over 8 inches of snow on the ground he knew he wouldn’t be going anywhere for the rest of the day. “At least my roommates not here,” he mumbled to himself thinking about how he had the whole apartment to himself. However, that didn’t mean much either as all he’d be able to do was masturbate, knowing he wasn’t going to be disturbed.

His original plans had been to go for a run around the park, workout and meet up with some other guys to either play soccer or goof off. But there was no way he was going to go out in weather like this. The thin walls of the apartment complex also made it impossible to do anything that would even act like a workout. He would just have to find something else to bide his time. His eyes wandered over all the DVDs and CDs his friend had collected since they started living together. None of them were in their original boxes so Jeff figured most of them had been pirated. Even then he didn’t recognize any of the names; ‘Bulk Fiction,’ ‘Growing Past Expectations,’ ‘Moby Dick.’ 

Jeff was almost afraid to put some of them on. He’d figured once his roommate had gotten himself a boyfriend that his porn habit might have slowed down. It seemed to have only become a joint activity. One that Jeff had accidently walked in on a few times. It’s not like he was against his roommate having someone to share an experience with. It’s just he didn’t want to see it. He shook his head at the thought again. “Whatever,” he told himself. He closed his eyes and finally picked one. It was a CD called, ‘Hibernation Day.’ “This can’t be porn… Right…” he told himself, still a bit skeptical. “It’s a CD that’s not a thing. R-r-right?” 

He put it into the player and it started up. There was a weird beat to it. Jeff didn’t know why but he was starting to lose himself into it. Just hearing to two pulsing beats back and forth he couldn’t quite place what was so interesting about it. He’d heard better sounds before but this one seemed to have an almost hypnotic quality to it. He could feel his body swaying to the sudden rhythm to it drawing him in. Nothing was really special about the sound but he couldn’t seem to get enough of it. Then someone started speaking. It was a calm soft voice just barely loud enough to register over the sound. “Eat and grow. Eat. You are hungry. Eat.”

“What is this?” Jeff found himself saying. There was still a conscious part of his mind telling him that this was a little weird. It wasn’t music like he’d expected but something else. However the growl in his stomach made him not even think about turning it off. He walked over to the kitchen and looked through the fridge. He wasn’t sure why he was so hungry. He’d just cooked himself breakfast less than an hour ago. But another growl in his stomach almost made him double over in pain. “I know. I know,” he scolded his stomach. 

Looking through the fridge at all his food just made him even hungrier but it’d take a while to cook. He always tried to take pretty good care of his meals; always counting calories so he could keep his trim waist for soccer. But right now he just wanted to eat. Shove something down into his gullet to feel full. He looked over through his roommate’s food choices. It wasn’t nearly as healthy but at least it was made. He grabbed the box of Pop Tarts and started shoving them into his mouth. “Fuck…” they tasted so good. He hadn’t had these in years and it felt so good just to have them in his mouth. 

In the background the CD kept going. “Eat. You are hungry. Eat.” Jeff could still hear the monotone voice encouraging him to keep going. The Pop Tarts weren’t enough to satiate him though. He went back through the cabinets searching for more. Just simple whole foods, high in calories and sugar but he didn’t have to cook them. He couldn’t help it. His stomach still felt like it was in pain from not eating enough. He even fired up the stove and slapped several pieces of bacon on it. Little by little he dwindled down his roommates reserves. “I’ll just cook for him later,” he reasoned with himself. “He likes my cooking.”

Jeff just kept clearing out more and more of the kitchen. Until finally the voice stopped. He looked around a little confused. In the back of his mind he felt like something was off. He looked around the room trying to find what was wrong. Then saw the rather large pouch sticking out in front of him in a mirror. The sudden realization of just how much he’d eaten came to the forefront of his mind as he saw the boxes of candies, sweets and junk food spewed around the kitchen. “Aww shit man… What the—“

The CD started speaking again. “Now relax. Relax big guy. Today is your day off. Today is about you. Today you grow.” Jeff’s sudden guilt just seemed to wash off of him. The guy on the CD said it was okay. Why wouldn’t it be? It’d not like his roommate never ate any of his food either. If anything this was justified for the number of times his roommate ate Jeff’s food. “Relax. Stay calm. It’s your day off. Enjoy it.”

“Relax,” Jeff agreed. His body eased down into the lazy boy recliner, leaning it back. He laid his hands stitched together across his sudden belly. He’d always made sure to keep it nice and trim. But right now it felt kind of lazy. Why shouldn’t he enjoy food every once in a while? Why should he always work so hard to keep such a small physique? 

“Good. Now it’s time to grow. You’ve gotten enough food for winter. It’s time to grow.”

“Time to grow…” Jeff nodded along with the saying. He repeated it a few more times as his belly started to grow even rounder. He found it more difficult to relax as his body was taking up more and more of the recliner. More and more weight was adding onto his frame. His shoulders and chest rounder out while growing wider. The large hoodie he normally wore was starting to stretch against the added weight. It slid up over his thick rounding belly. Jeff let out a light moan as his thick hands touched the skin. He couldn’t help but run his mitts through the forest of hair rapidly filling in the empty skin. Little by little the hoodie he was wearing got closer to his growing pecs. He let out another moan as it flipped past his belly.

Down below he was lucky to be wearing his stretchy athletic pants. The added weight to his legs and ass was pushing it to its limits. Even if it could stretch several sizes larger than Jeff had been, it was rapidly approaching that limit. He could feel it riding up his legs as his feet pushed further off the chair. At 5’10 he’d always thought himself fairly average. But his stretching bones was rapidly changing that. He was already past 6’ and passing 6’2”. He shifted his weight around trying to get as comfortable in the chair as possible but that seemed like and impossible feat. Even his feet were in distress as the socks containing them were stretching to the limits to accommodate their growing size. 

Jeff let out a bit of a groan. He wanted to relax so badly. But then the voice started speaking again. “You’re a big bear. Enjoy it. Enjoy it. Enjoy it.” A smile crossed his face as he felt the beard rapidly fill in. A hand made its way down, around his dense protruding belly and found his dick. He gripped it tightly. Despite the change in the size of his hands it didn’t feel any smaller than normal. It easily fit inside that monstrous sized hand. He gave it a tug feeling a warmth of pleasure wrap around his body. His hips bucked at the sudden sensation and he let out a low growl. 

“Fuck,” Jeff groaned. However he didn’t stop. His one hand worked himself over, slowly finding a way to hit each and every one of his pleasure spots. The chair he was sitting in barely contained his 320 pound body filled with both muscle and fat. It groaned under his massive weight as he played with himself more and more. Jeff’s groans overtook the chair’s as he came closer. He could feel the pressure building inside him. Then all at once it burst from his dick. Large swaths of cum sprayed on top of his thick belly. He could feel it coating his thick pelt of hair. 

The CD continued. “That’s a good bear. Now it’s time to sleep. Sleep. Sleep.”

Jeff’s mind went blank as he felt the CD tell him what to do. At first he fought off the sudden desire but it was calling him. He was so tired. Why shouldn’t he be allowed to sleep? It was his day off. He slowly gave into the command, the low dull roar of his snoring drifting him deeper and deeper into it.