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Plus Sized Kings- Chapter 3
🕑 Added 2024-11-01 19:00:09 +0000 UTCOver the next few weeks, “Mindful Mondays” and “Flavor Fridays” became a whirlwind of excitement for Sean and Mac. Each week was filled with delicious meals delivered by Trent, who seemed to take great pleasure in sending them increasingly extravagant dishes.
“Hope you’re hungry!” read the message one Tuesday, paired with a photo of a towering stack of waffles drizzled in maple syrup and topped with whipped cream and strawberries.
“Trent’s a genius,” Sean said, his mouth watering as he inspected the breakfast spread laid out before them. “I didn’t know I needed a waffle tower in my life.”
“And the best part? We get to eat it on camera!” Mac replied, grabbing a fork with a mischievous grin. “Let’s show the world how to really do brunch.”
Their followers loved it. With every meal they shared, their videos garnered more and more views. They leaned into the idea of indulgence, laughter, and unapologetic enjoyment of life. Each “Mindful Monday” video was packed with humor and genuine camaraderie, showing their audience that life was too short to worry about calories.
As the weeks rolled on, Trent continued to send them care packages filled with a variety of foods: burgers, gourmet pizzas, decadent desserts. His accompanying messages became a source of motivation. “What’s life without some sugar?” he’d write, or “Keep going, and soon I’ll book your first modeling gig!”
“Can you imagine what our first gig will be?” Sean mused one day as they unpacked a delivery filled with specialty donuts, each one more outrageous than the last, featuring toppings like bacon, chocolate drizzle, and edible glitter.
“Probably something ridiculous, like a food-themed photoshoot,” Mac laughed, taking a bite out of a maple bacon donut. “I can see it now: ‘Plus-Size Models: The Breakfast Edition!’”
With each indulgent meal and new video, they began to build an identity that was unique and exciting. Their followers rallied behind them, cheering them on as they embraced their “journey” with gusto. They documented everything, from their messy eating to their spontaneous food challenges.
“Flavor Fridays” became an anticipated event, featuring new restaurants they had never dared to try before. They explored everything from gourmet burgers to extravagant desserts, sharing their honest reactions in real-time. It became clear that this new lifestyle was not just a phase—it was a movement.
“People are really connecting with us,” Sean noted one evening as they reviewed their latest video, which showcased a decadent spread from a local food truck festival. “It’s like we’re giving them permission to enjoy life too.”
“Exactly,” Mac said, leaning back on the couch, a satisfied grin on his face. “We’re turning food into an experience, not just a necessity. Plus, we get to eat a ton of amazing food!”
Yet, as the weeks passed, the consequences of their indulgent lifestyle began to show. One Saturday morning, while attempting to pull on a pair of jeans, Sean found himself struggling to button them.
“Uh, Mac?” he called, his voice slightly panicked. “I think my jeans are broken.”
Mac walked in, a smirk playing on his lips as he observed Sean’s predicament. “Broken? Or maybe you just need a bigger size?”
“Very funny,” Sean shot back, his face flushing with embarrassment. “I think I might have to invest in some stretchy pants.”
Mac chuckled but soon felt a pang of concern. “I mean, it’s not just you. I had to put on a shirt this morning that I loved, and I couldn’t even button it.”
Sean raised an eyebrow, incredulous. “Wait, your favorite shirt? The one you always wear for our videos?”
“Yep,” Mac admitted, his bravado faltering for just a moment. “I could barely get it over my chest.”
Both of them fell into an uneasy silence, the gravity of their decisions sinking in. They had been so caught up in their fun and the thrill of going viral that they hadn’t paid much attention to how their bodies were changing.
“What are we doing, man?” Sean asked, a hint of worry creeping into his voice. “We’re gaining weight, and it’s happening fast.”
“I know,” Mac replied, frowning. “But we’ve also built something incredible here. Our followers love us, and we’re just starting to get traction in the modeling world.”
“I just… I don’t want to lose who we are,” Sean admitted. “This was supposed to be fun, but now I’m worried about what it means for us.”
Mac nodded, his usual cockiness wavering. “Yeah, me too. I mean, we’re all about living our best lives, but what if that means losing our old selves?”
Their conversation lingered in the air, heavy with uncertainty. But just as quickly as the moment of seriousness had settled, Mac’s grin returned, breaking the tension.
“Look, if we’re getting fat, let’s just own it. We’ll be the hottest plus-size models in the game!” he declared, the cocky glint back in his eyes. With a playful shove, Mac leaned closer to Sean, poking him gently in the belly. “Besides, look at this!” he teased, a laugh escaping him. “I think I can feel the donuts from yesterday!”
Sean swatted his hand away, trying to maintain a façade of indignation, but he couldn’t help but chuckle. “Okay, okay! You think you’re so funny, huh? Just wait until I get my revenge!”
The two burst into laughter, their earlier worries momentarily forgotten. They were in this together, after all, and if they had to face the reality of their changing bodies, they might as well do it with humor and camaraderie.
Sean couldn’t help but laugh, the tension easing. “Alright, but if we’re going to do this, we better make it worthwhile. Let’s keep the momentum going and turn this into a brand.”
As the weeks rolled on, they made a pact to keep pushing forward. They committed to documenting every part of their journey, even the challenging aspects. With Trent’s encouragement and support, they felt ready to face whatever came next—whether that meant adjusting to their new bodies or embracing the unexpected opportunities ahead.
As they settled in for another evening of planning, the laughter resumed. They were both aware of the changes, yet they felt empowered by the sense of adventure that lay before them.
With a mix of excitement and a hint of anxiety, they decided to embrace the unpredictable journey ahead, one delicious bite at a time. As they prepared for their next “Mindful Monday,” they couldn’t shake the feeling that whatever came next, they would tackle it together—fat jeans and all. Just as they settled into a comfortable rhythm of laughter and brainstorming, the sound of the doorbell echoed through their apartment.
“Who could that be?” Sean asked, raising an eyebrow. He looked at Mac, who shrugged, equally curious.
“Maybe it’s more food?” Mac suggested, his eyes lighting up at the thought. They’d been spoiled by Trent’s consistent deliveries, each more indulgent than the last.
Sean opened the door, and to their surprise, it was Trent himself, holding an impressive stack of fast food bags, the aroma wafting in like an inviting hug. “Boys!” he exclaimed, a broad grin on his face. “I hope you’re ready for a special delivery!”
Mac’s eyes widened with delight as he stepped forward to help Trent with the bags. “What did you bring us this time?”
“Let’s just say it’s a little something to celebrate your progress,” Trent replied, setting the bags down on the coffee table with a flourish. “I thought I’d come by to check on how you’re handling your new lifestyle.”
Sean looked at the bags and then back at Trent, a mix of excitement and apprehension flooding his thoughts. “Progress? You mean, like, how much weight we’ve gained?”
“Exactly!” Trent said, his tone light but with a hint of seriousness beneath it. “I’ve been following your ‘Mindful Mondays’ and ‘Flavor Fridays’—you guys are killing it. Your audience is loving it, and I’m seeing dollar signs.”
Mac exchanged a glance with Sean, both feeling a blend of pride and anxiety. “We’re just having fun,” Sean said, trying to downplay their success. “We didn’t think it would actually take off like this.”
“Boys, you’re not just having fun; you’re tapping into something big. People want authenticity, and you two are giving it to them,” Trent said, his eyes gleaming with ambition. “And guess what? I’ve been thinking. With the right strategy, we could turn your channel into a serious moneymaker.”
Mac leaned back on the couch, intrigued but cautious. “What do you mean? Are you talking sponsorships?”
“Exactly!” Trent replied, his enthusiasm palpable. “We could reach out to brands looking to partner with influencers in the food and lifestyle space. But I have another idea, too. Something that could really set you apart.”
Sean raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. “What do you have in mind?”
“Ever heard of mukbangs?” Trent asked, a sly grin forming. “You could start a channel focusing on eating and indulging—showing off all the best fast food and gourmet treats. It’s wildly popular, especially among certain fan bases.”
Mac’s expression shifted to confusion. “Fan bases?”
“Yeah, there’s a whole community out there that loves this content—people who appreciate and celebrate a fuller figure,” Trent said, the gleam in his eye revealing he knew more than he was letting on. “You guys could become the faces of this niche market. Just think of the views!”
Sean exchanged another glance with Mac, the idea sinking in. “So you want us to eat on camera and just... enjoy ourselves?”
“Exactly! It’s all about creating an experience. You two have the charisma and the looks to draw in a huge audience,” Trent encouraged. “And the best part? I’ll handle the logistics, sponsorships, everything. You just focus on having fun and being yourselves.”
Mac couldn’t help but smile at the thought, but a flicker of uncertainty remained. “What about our modeling careers? Are we still going to pursue that?”
“Of course! This can complement that,” Trent assured them. “As you build your brand, the modeling opportunities will follow. Trust me, we can make this work together.”
“Alright, I’m in,” Sean said, nodding with renewed determination. “Let’s turn this into something big.”
Mac added, “Just as long as we keep it fun. We don’t want to lose the vibe that got us here in the first place.”
“Exactly!” Trent replied, clapping his hands together. “Let’s keep the laughter, the food, and the fun at the forefront. Now, dig in! This is just the beginning.”
As they all settled down, the table covered with an array of fast food delights, Mac poked Sean’s belly playfully. “Well, if we’re going to be the hottest plus-size models in the game, we might as well embrace it fully.”
Sean laughed, a mix of excitement and camaraderie filling the air. “Alright, bring on the burgers!”
With the three of them surrounded by bags of food and laughter echoing through the apartment, Sean and Mac felt a surge of anticipation. They were stepping into uncharted territory, but they knew they would face it together—camaraderie, indulgence, and all. This was only the beginning, and the journey ahead was promising to be one hell of a ride. The days turned into weeks, and Mac and Sean settled into their new routine. They recorded their “Mindful Mondays” and “Flavor Fridays” with enthusiasm, indulging in a variety of fast food while engaging with their growing audience. Trent was relentless in sending them packages filled with treats, each accompanied by a playful note: “Hope you’re hungry!” or “What’s life without some sugar?”
“Dude, I think Trent is actually trying to fatten us up,” Sean joked one day, poking at a box of donuts Trent had delivered.
“Good! I mean, we’re getting paid to eat, and the views are rolling in,” Mac replied, grinning as he reached for a donut. “This is literally a dream come true.”
As they filmed their mukbang-style videos, the two began to genuinely enjoy the new diet. They embraced the ridiculousness of it all, laughing at their own absurdity while gaining a loyal following. Their subscribers doubled, then tripled, and the comments were filled with encouragement and playful banter.
“Can you believe this is actually working?” Sean said one afternoon, leaning back in his chair after finishing a towering burger.
“Not at all,” Mac admitted, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “But I’m here for it. When we’re rich and famous, we can lose it all. I’m definitely okay with that.”
And so they continued, enjoying the ridiculousness of their situation, each video more outrageous than the last. But one day, as they were preparing for another “Flavor Friday,” Sean felt the unmistakable tightness of his jeans. He glanced over at Mac, who was struggling to button his favorite shirt.
“Uh-oh,” Sean said, chuckling nervously. “I think we might be in trouble.”
Mac looked down at his shirt, frustration mixing with amusement. “No way! I’m not ready for this. How are we going to fit into our clothes?”
“Maybe we should get some new ones? Bigger sizes?” Sean suggested, trying to mask his own worry.
“Yeah, or we could just embrace it! We can’t back down now,” Mac said, determination resurfacing. “Besides, it’s all part of the journey, right?”
As they prepped for their next video, a sudden knock interrupted them. Mac raised an eyebrow. “Who could that be?”
Before Sean could respond, the door swung open, revealing Trent once again, this time with an enormous stack of fast food bags. “Boys, it’s time for another special delivery!” he announced, striding in confidently.
Mac and Sean exchanged glances, excitement mixed with dread. “What’s this about?” Sean asked, a hint of suspicion in his voice.
Trent set the bags down and leaned in conspiratorially. “I’m here to check your progress, and let’s just say, the numbers have been outstanding. But I have a new plan to maximize our success.”
“What do you mean?” Mac asked, intrigued.
“I want to develop a whole channel focused on this niche community—those who appreciate and celebrate the journey of body positivity, specifically for those with a bit more to love,” Trent explained, his eyes glimmering with ambition. “We’ll create content that resonates with them, and I’ll handle the ownership and the business side.”
Sean’s expression shifted to confusion. “Wait, you mean you want us to keep doing the mukbangs, but for a different audience?”
“Exactly! We’ll showcase not just the food, but the joy of indulgence, there's certainly an audience that would love watching you both eat shirtless, rubbing your bellies and mocking each other—celebrating every bite and creating a community that appreciates what it means to enjoy life fully,” Trent said, a grin spreading across his face. “And the profits? They’ll be substantial. You guys are the perfect faces for this.”
Mac and Sean exchanged uncertain glances. “So, we’re like... the stars of the mukbang industry?” Sean asked, processing the implications.
“Boys, you could redefine what it means to enjoy food and gain some weight while making it profitable. Have you heard of Nicokado Avocado? Just imagine how much money you can make. This is your moment to shine even brighter,” Trent urged, the excitement in his voice contagious "You guys can even drop out of college if you want", he teased, knowing full well how much they hated school
As they dug into the new spread of fast food, laughter filled the air once again. The journey ahead was still uncertain, but one thing was clear: they were all in, ready to embrace whatever came next—together.
