Gut god the frat basement was alive with laughter cheers and the heavy
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GUT GOD The frat basement was alive with laughter cheers and the heavy scent of cheap beer and sweat Sticky floors neon lights flashing overhead and two massive kegs standing ready The pledges lined up shirtless their mostly-flat stomachs about to be put to the test Alright listen up Kyle barked standing atop the couch arms crossed over his broad chest Two teams one keg each First team to finish wins But we re not just looking for speed tonight The pledges exchanged glances uneasy Nah nah Kyle continued with a smirk After you kill the keg we re measuring Biggest beer belly wins a special prize The upperclassmen hollered and the pledges groaned Some rubbed their stomachs subconsciously knowing they d be stretching to their limits One at a time at the keg no cups no breaks Tyler added slapping the side of Team Alpha s keg You chug straight from the tap you hold it down and you don t stop until your teammate taps in The pledges shifted on their feet nerves creeping in Let s see those guts grow boys Kyle grinned Three two one CHUG Round 1 The Warm-Up The first pledges from each team dove in pressing their mouths to the keg s tap as frat brothers turned the valve The beer flowed fast Gulps echoed as the liquid poured down their throats Faster someone shouted Damn look at that stomach already pushing out Kyle teased pointing at Team Beta s first chugger whose once-flat stomach had a slight curve now A few more rounds and you ll be sporting a full keg yourself The rest of Team Beta chuckled uneasily knowing they d be next The first pledges staggered back gasping stomachs slightly fuller as they tagged in the next round Round 2 The Swelling With each chugger taking their turn stomachs were already stretching The carbonation built up forcing deep belches from the pledges Some thumped their chests others leaned back slightly rubbing the small but noticeable bulges forming at their waists Feeling it yet Tyler smirked poking a pledge s firming belly Ugh the pledge groaned adjusting his stance Already getting tight Good because this is just the beginning big guy Kyle said patted the pledge s firm beer bulge Round 3 The Struggle By now the pledges were visibly bloated Their guts which had started flat and toned were rounding out their abs fading under the sheer volume of beer Each step to the keg was slower heavier as they took deep breaths before pressing their mouths to the tap Jason from Team Alpha groaned as he pulled away gripping his swelling gut Fuck I can feel it stretching as the pressure builds he said rubbing his new protruding ball gut Kyle leaned in smirking Oh yeah Give it a slap man Jason hesitated then slapped his own gut A deep hollow thud echoed sending laughter through the room Yeahhh that s what we like to hear Round 4 The Determination The pledges were chugging slower now some bracing their hands on the wall to lean and let their swollen heavy belly hang letting their abdominal muscles fully relax Every gulp was a struggle their distended stomachs sloshing with beer Come on mind over bladder Tyler taunted as one pledge hesitated at the keg his gut already pressing forward The pledge groaned but bent down pressing his lips to the tap again Beer flowed his stomach visibly expanding more as he downed gulp after gulp When he finally pulled away he stumbled back both hands cradling his bloated belly which was rumbling audibly Goddamn dude Kyle laughed You re looking real round right now The pledge burped wincing Feels heavy like I swallowed a damn bowling ball You ain t done yet Tyler said giving his stomach a light slap earning another groan Final Round The Last Stretch By now the pledges were in full-on bloat mode Stomachs stretched tight skin shiny under the basement lights Some leaned against the walls rubbing their guts burping helplessly Others had undone their shorts letting their swollen bellies push freely outward Jesus look at all your new tanks Kyle said shaking his head No six-packs left in this room that s for sure Team Alpha s keg sputtered first WE GOT A WINNER Their last pledge dropped back onto the couch both hands gripping his bloated gut The other pledges staggered holding their stomachs groaning Some looked like they couldn t even stand straight anymore But it wasn t over yet Kyle whipped out the measuring tape Alright fatties time for the gut check Who s carrying the biggest keg One by one pledges proudly flaunted their swollen bellies or in some cases reluctantly Kyle wrapped the tape around each one calling out the numbers as cheers and laughter filled the room A somewhat muscular pledge Joe stepped up his torso resembling a turtle shell Damn turtle boy Kyle said as he rubbed the muscle gut nbsp He noticed Joe s belly button Did you always have an outie nbsp He replied At some point during the third round my innie popped out nbsp Joe tried to push his belly button in and it kept popping back out The room roared with laughter Fuck man I swear his belly s bigger than the keg Tyler joked as Brett stepped forward gut pushing out dramatically nbsp Kyle smirked as he stretched the measuring tape around Brett s gut pulling it snug against the firm beer-packed belly The entire room watched some pledges still rubbing their own bloated stomachs while others nudged each other placing last-minute bets Alright Tommy s currently in the lead with a solid 44 so let s see if Brett can beat it Kyle said licking his lips dramatically as he read the tape He paused raising an eyebrow Shit dude He let out a low whistle Forty seven inches The room erupted in cheers and laughter Forty-seven Tyler doubled over slapping his knee You re basically four feet around man Damn Brett another pledge chimed in poking the firm curve of Brett s belly which jiggled slightly before settling That thing s tight as hell bro You sure you re not about to pop Brett groaned shifting uncomfortably as he rubbed the dome of his bloated stomach Feels like I might he muttered exhaling slowly His gut pushed out even further as he let himself relax the sheer volume of beer inside pressing against his stretched skin Kyle gave Brett s belly a light slap earning another deep belch from him Yeah buddy that s a solid beer tank right there No doubt Gut God He held up the cheap trophy and grabbed Brett s to raise in victory Brett slightly unsteady from the quick motion stumbled slightly and his gut wobbled back and forth with a loud sloshing noise Tyler quickly came up from behind Brett and placed his hands around his massive belly Steady now big boy he said as he patted both sides of the massive beer balloon and gave that tight gut a bit of a shake Another massive burp instantly erupted from Brett s mouth as if even he was surprised and everyone laughed Alright champ Kyle grinned as he emerged from the other room Now for your prize Brett s eyes widened as he saw Kyle was carrying a massive sheet cake nbsp There s always room for dessert He said mockingly nbsp Now since you re our Gut God this half is yours nbsp And your teammates can share the other half if they so choose nbsp Brett looked over at his soon to be fat frat bros and the looked uneasy clutching their still swollen stomachs nbsp Although by the looks of things you might be on your own Kyle said Brett s gut let out a loud rumble as if to protest and the room laughed You ve got this one of the pledges shouted and the room slowly started chanting Gut God Brett grabbed a fork