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Swine Tattoo
🕑 Added 2023-10-28 17:31:34 +0000 UTCIt started out as a joke, calling Carter 'swine'. He would always take everyone's leftovers if they allowed him. His friends didn't mind the frugalness, knowing the type of guy Carter was. They began even offering him their food expecting him to just eat it. It became a running joke that he couldn't say no, his friends beginning to call him a pig, a victim to his gut. Carter had been small at the time, no thought of offending his slim figure. Once he got the tattoo however, everything changed.
Carter had decided to get the word 'SWINE' tattooed over his stomach, no stranger to tattoos himself. It was an inside joke, one he didn't feel embarrassed about being skinny. After getting it from some place called 'Magic Ink', however, he began to realize it might have been a mistake.
It was as if Carter now had no choice but to accept and eat food when offered, not even saving any leftovers to take home. His friends would laugh as a pained expression took over his face as they pushed their half-eaten plates in front of him, only to be replaced by hunger as Carter dug in. He'd hold his stomach afterward, his belly displayed in his small shirts poking out after each meal.
It didn't take long until the extra calories began sticking to his body. Carter watched in horror as his thin figure filled out, losing its cut look as soft flesh rounded his appearance. His arms grew soft and pliant, nothing compared to the way his torso started to expand. Fat began sinking into his skin, pushing his belly and pecs out into soft supple stores. His feasts became easier, his belly able to hold more food, now even buying a second main course and heading out for dessert after.
None of his friends would call him anything but swine from then on, having watched as Carter had grown like their pig. They still loved seeing his appetite, going out to buffets just to gawk at him devouring the plates they filled for him. Carter had accepted his fate at this point. He had originally questioned why the tattoo across his belly hadn't faded as his stomach had grown, but at this point he no longer cared. He was a swine, and he loved it.
