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As I say good bye to my old job, a lot of people want to treat me for lunch before I leave. Here's the aftermath of some tacos and ice cream cake:

Even after cutting for a couple of months, I'm surprised my stomach can still round out the way it does. Still sitting at around 250. With my new job being full remote, I'm hoping to add on more size since I should be able to eat more...

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“Hey, I think I found where all the beer’s gone!”

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I love getting my belly rubbed after I get stuffed

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https://www.tiktok.com/@benwestfitness2.0/video/7058340785741204741?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id=7070658657360774702

https://linktr.ee/bulkseason

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You're thinking too much! All of us agree that you dont look overblown. You really need to go eat again now. Come on, we all know you are still hungry

Ugh fuck well if I don’t look too overblown then maybe I’ll have one more plate of enchiladas 😫😫😫

I think I can stuff one more fucking dinner in this tank to end the weekend. 🥵

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FUN FACT: Andrew has a big fucking belly button, its soo fuckin deep! 🥵 side note: I NEEED FRIENDS LIKE THIS🤗😜

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Miss this vid so much

This dude knows how to show off his beer gut

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2009 - Post #05

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Always remember to keep your boy fed and happy

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2015-Nov - Post #2 (I)

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2015-Nov - Post #1 (II)

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2009 Post #33

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In the dimly lit basement of Delta Sigma Phi, the air buzzed with the raucous energy of a typical college party. The scent of sweat mingled with stale beer, the thumping bass of a popular song vibrating through the floor. Amidst the chaos, a beer pong table became the center of attention, bathed in the flickering light of string bulbs.

Jake and Tyler, two fraternity brothers, stood at opposite ends of the table, grinning with the confidence of seasoned players. Unbeknownst to them, tonight’s game was anything but ordinary. The red solo cups before them were filled with a shimmering, golden liquid, a potion clandestinely brewed by their senior fraternity brother, Alex, who had a knack for the arcane and unusual.

As the game commenced, each successful toss was met with cheers, the liquid disappearing behind eager lips. Initially, the potion tasted like the finest ale, rich and satisfying. But with each gulp, an extraordinary sensation began to take over.

Jake was the first to notice, a strange tightness enveloping his midsection. He glanced down, his eyes widening in disbelief as he observed his belly beginning to swell, the fabric of his shirt stretching to accommodate the unexpected growth.

Tyler laughed, pointing at Jake’s expanding midriff, until he felt a peculiar expansion beneath his own shirt. Their initial amusement turned to astonishment as their bellies continued to grow with each sip, ballooning outwards, round and tight like overstuffed balloons. The sensation was bizarre, a mix of lightness and a peculiar pressure, as if their bellies were filling with air.

The crowd around them erupted into a mixture of laughter and gasps. Phones were whipped out to capture the moment, the fraternity brothers’ growing predicaments the new spectacle. Jake and Tyler, however, were now in a state of bewilderment, their hands patting their increasingly large bellies, faces flushed not just from the potion but from the sheer absurdity of the situation.

As the game went on, their movements became more cumbersome. Leaning over the table to make a shot was met with the comical challenge of their enlarged bellies bumping into each other. They shared looks of disbelief, their situation so surreal it was hard not to laugh. The fabric of their shirts strained at the seams, the contours of their expanded bellies visible under the tight material.

Eventually, the game ended, not with a final shot, but because Jake and Tyler could hardly reach the table anymore. They stood there, sides heaving with laughter, hands resting atop their massive bellies, marveling at the strange and amusing turn of the night.

The potion’s effects wore off as the night turned into morning, their bellies gradually receding to their original sizes, leaving behind memories of an unforgettable game. The story of that night became legend within Delta Sigma Phi, a tale of magic, mischief, and the most unusual beer pong game ever played.