Week 11
#11 of Gainer's Paradise
So far 10 people have been voted out of the game. Currently, four people are still in the house: David, Fred, Tom, and Will. We all know how they're doing: Fred and Will are hanging out, David scheming and plotting, and Tom's upset his friends are gone. However, have you ever stopped to ask "Where do all the eliminated contestants go? How are they? What are they up to?". Well, prepare for those questions to be answered in a special edition of Gainer's Paradise.
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Toner has another house in Miami, Florida, which is where the voted out contestants go once they've been voted out. It's similar to the once the game takes place, but the backyard is an actual beach, the rooms are more luxurious, and there's actual cable here. So, that means the ex-players got to see exactly what is up in the real house.
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Eric walks up to the front door and opens it. "Hi!" He says.
"Dude!" Anthony says. Him and Nathan were playing video games on the Wii U. They walk up to him and hug him. "What happened?"
"David got immunity." Eric says. Anthony and Nathan rolls their eyes when they hear that. "I was put up against Fred and then I was voted off two to one."
"Well it's good to see you, my friend." Nathan says. "I've been watching you on the show. I believe I heard something about... you and I dating." Eric blushes as he remembers Toner asking about that.
"Yeah." Eric scratches the back of his head. "I'm just..." He's interrupted with Nathan leaning in and kissing him.
"Well, I definitely think we can give us a shot." Nathan says. "Now c'mon, I'll show you where your room is." Nathan and Anthony lead Eric down the hall to a bedroom on the right. Inside, the whole room is pink with flowers all over the wall.
"It's awesome." Eric says. In two of the beds are two large humps. It's actually Robert and Steven. "Hi guys!"
"Eric?" Stephen asks when he looks up. He sits up in bed. "Woah! It's really you!" He gets out and hugs him.
"How's it going, Steve?" Eric asks.
"Good. I'm doing fine." The skunk can't help but smile at the thought of his boyfriend who's still in the game. "What happened?"
"David happened."
"Ugh. That guy's gotta go."
"I know. Mind if I sleep in here?"
"No problem." Robert stays in bed, asleep. He dreams of Fred; his cute green fur, soft belly, and definitely the best top ever. The sex between the two has been on his mind since he was voted out. That's why he's been cuddling with pillow every night.
Meanwhile outside on the beach, Kevin and Raymond lie in the sand, soaking up some sun, while Mike and Jon make out in the ocean. "I saw Eric inside." Kevin says. "Whatever David is doing must be working. I really hope he ends up with the million bucks."
"Me too." Raymond says. "I would hate if Tom won the whole game. The guy just sat around riding Anthony's coat tails." Something else crosses his mind. "What about Will and Fred? What do you think of their games?"
"Personally, I think they're doing ok." Kevin says. "They stay out of everyone's way and they're not making any enemies as far as I know. But let's face it, they have no game and there's no way they're gonna win Gainer's Paradise."
"For me, it's simple. As long as Tom doesn't win, I don't care." Ray says, plain and simple.
Mike and Jon hug each other tighter, the ocean water flowing through their body fur. "You're so crazy, you know that?" Mike asks.
"I thought you said you were over me quitting the game." Jon says.
"I did. I meant that you would come into the ocean naked voluntarily."
"Well, I felt like not wearing clothes today." Jon blushes. They notice the camera on then and they stop. "I think we're supposed to be talking about the final four."
"Oh." Mike says. "If you ask me, Tom has had an... interesting game. Will and Fred, though, their best friend turned fuckbuddy or boyfriend got voted out early and the immediately teamed up. Not only is that snark gameplay, that's a good way to forgot how sad it is to lose someone, unlike Jon."
"I can hear you! Anyways, I like the Final Four. Except for David. What the hell is that guy's problem? I knew there was something up with those three boys from the start."
"Are you referring to Kev and Ray as well?"
"Yes. Yes I am."
Inside, Paul, Nathan, Anthony, and Eric sit in the kitchen, eating some pizza from a local restaurant while also catching up on life. "So, let me get this straight, you two had sex?" Paul asks. Anthony and Eric but they nod. "I thought you liked Tom, though."
"I do." Anthony says. "I love him to pieces. It's just... I was... aroused and I never fucked a tiger before. Tom was cool about it, he knows it was just for fun and nothing else."
"Yeah." Eric says. "Besides, I think we all established that I like Nathan so..."
"Whatever. This is what I get for being voted out first." Paul says. "Speaking of which, why did you guys vote me out?"
"I didn't. I was the vote to save you."
"The rest of us only did it because we thought Raymond was a pretty damn good leader for the house." Nathan says. "It wasn't anything personal."
"Ok. I get it." Paul gives up. "So, what do you guys think of the Final Four? For me, it's simple: David must go, the others must win."
"It's obvious for me too." Anthony says. "I want Tom to win more than anyone else. I want David to go, like, now!"
"I agree." Nathan says. "David is such a huge troublemaker. Trying to get people on his side just to get a couple out of there. If Will and Fred don't vote him out soon, he's gonna win and I'm gonna become and angry bear." He eats another slinger to interrupt his thoughts because most involved swear words.
"If you ask me, Tom's doing great." Eric says. "If he's still in there on finale night, which he more than likely will be, then he'll definitely be winning that money, which will be awesome."
"What if David is in the finale?" Paul asks.
"He better not be!" Eric shouts louder than he meant to.
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Robert cuddles up with Stephen, wrapping a blanket around themselves. "I miss Fred." Robert says.
"I miss Will too." Stephen says. "But they're doing pretty good if you ask me. Maybe they'll make it to the Final Two together."
"Oh, that would be so awesome. The second I see Freddie again, I'm gonna give him a huge kiss on the lips. I heard him say how much he cares about me and loves me. What I would give to be in that house right now."
"Same here." Stephen hugs Robert a little tighter. "I wish Will were here. His cute, soft, blue fur always smelled like grapes. His smile made me want to too. And cuddles sent me far down Lover's Lane."
"What happens if David turns on them?" Robert asks, nervous.
"Highly unlikely. David wants Tom out right now. Not Will or Fred."
"Ok. I just I'm just a little worried."
"I know. You're shaking with jitters right now." Stephen says. Robert rests his head on his friend's chest, secretly pretending it's Fred. Stephen rubs Robert's back, imagining him and Will cuddling. Except Will doesn't purr when he gets rubbed.
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Now that you've seen how the past losers are doing, let's see how our Final Four are doing.
Will and Fred play Thrillville on the Wii, stuffing themselves with cake and ice cream they found earlier. "Dude. I'm glad this is just a video game. Otherwise, I'd totally be hurling right now." Will says.
"Me too." Fred says. "You know, we're taking a risk playing this game while eating. The sudden motions the coasters and speeds might make us sick."
"I know. But it's totally worth it."
"You guys are still playing this game?" David asks when he walks in from the kitchen. He finally ripped the last of his clothes earlier so he's walking around butt naked. Will and Fred still haven't ditched their boxers yet, but it has crossed their minds.
"Yes. Is there a problem with that?" Will asks.
"No. It's just you've literally sat there for three hours on that game. You are through a tub and a half of ice cream and you almost ate an entire chocolate cake. Is there anything else you want to do?"
"Yes. It's just since we've ate so much, we don't feel like moving."
"Yeah. Have you ever stuffed your belly so much that you feel too good to move that you might even take a nap?" Fred asks. David gets an irritated look on his face.
"Yes." He mutters. He takes a slice of cake and goes back into the kitchen. As he stuffs it down his muzzle, he does know that he loves his belly stuffed so much he doesn't want to move and so he goes sent into a food coma.
David sits on the kitchen counter, licking his lips and getting the crumbs off his muzzle. He pats his belly a little, which eventually turns into a rub. He leans against the wall, rubbing his giant, bloated belly. Even if he looks down, he can barely see his own toes. He tucks his paws under his belly, then gets an idea that he once saw on YouTube.
David lifts his belly an inch or two and watches it drop. It wobbles a little. The red doggy smiles, his tail start to wag a little. He does it again. And again. He kneads his paws into his stomach, loving the sight of his belly ripple even a little bit. He looks over and sees a jar. Out of curiosity, he pulls it towards him and opens it. Low and behold, there's a bunch of cookies in it. He takes a whiff. Smells like peanut butter, David thinks.
He takes one out and eats it. He's already stuffed from breakfast. What's one more bite? David asks himself. He doesn't chew too fast, enjoying the gooey peanut buttery goodness. He even tastes a little bit of sugar on top. As one of his paws reaches down and slowly plays with his belly, his other paw reaches into the jar for more cookies.
It's like YouTube videos, David thinks, once you have one, you don't know how to stop. He eats another, letting the taste take over the inside of his mouth. They're just like how his parents used to bake them when he was a kid.
David wasn't always chunky. He first started noticed the weight coming on when he was 10. By the time he was in high school, was was nearly 100 pounds overweight. He lost some over the next three years but gained it back and more the next year. After a while of thinking, he had come to accept his body and started enjoying it. Of course his parents didn't approve, but it just happened. Now, here he is, paws deep in cookies to try and make himself bigger than ever. He wondered if his friend ZoZo likes peanut butter?
Unknowingly, David munches throw 15 cookies and is halfway done with the jar. "So good." David whispers. He brings his feet up and lies down on the counter, letting a bag of marshmallows be a pillow. He stares up at the ceiling as he keep eating through the cookies. He closes his eyes, too lost in his snack to think about anything else. Drowsiness and sleep start to pull him under. His muscles becoming tired.
When he finishes the last cookie, he licks his fingers clean of the sugar, and rests his paws on his belly, officially letting sleep consume him.
Tom walks into the kitchen later, seeing David fast asleep on the counter. He quietly goes into the fridge and takes out a tub of jello. He tip-toes out and heads into the living room. "David out." Tom says.
"What do you mean?" Fred asks.
"I mean out cold." Although I secretly hope it'll mean something else soon, he thinks. He buries his snout in the orange flavored jello, eating it. Will stretches his arms and yawns.
"I'm ready for a nap, dude." Will says.
"Me too." Fred says. The two of them get up, leaving Tom to himself.
Tom lies down on the couch, keep his snout buried in gelatin. He imagines Anthony forcing him to eat it all. Bad time to get aroused, he thinks, right when all of my friends are gone. However, he does get turned on anyways.
He imagines Anthony tying him to his bed in the doggystyle position, tailhole in the air, and unable to move; buckets of ice cream and plates of cake under his nose. He imagines Anthony telling him, "Eat."
Tom complies, eating his cake first. Anthony grabs blueberry scented lube and rubs it all over Tom's tailhole. He gets on the bed behind him and starts pounding him. The brown bear moans under the polar bear's dominance. "God, you're so sexy when you moan." Anthony says. He thrusts his cock harder and harder into Tom, the food in his muzzle muffling his moans of pleasure. Anthony grabs Tom's hips and fucks him fast, getting more and more aroused with each thrust.
"Ohhhh fuck me!" Tom begs as he eats his ice cream next.
"Yeah? You like this don't you? Fat polar bear cumming in your tight ass." Anthony says.
"Mhm." Tom nods. His cheeks and lips covered in vanilla ice cream.
"Ohhh yes! I love riding your ass! It reminds me of how sexy you are." He spanks him hard, making Tom moan, vulnerable to Anthony's touch.
Anthony pres in Tom, making him fuck him faster. He's so eager to orgasm in this bear. "Oh. Ohhhh. Ohhhh!!" Tom's moans get louder and Anthony fucks harder. So much harder.
"Ahhhhhhh..." Anthony cums in Tom's tight ass. His knot swelling and bursting stream after stream of bear seed. "So nice. You're ass is so sweet, Tom."
"Thanks." Tom squeaks. Too bad it can't be real right now, he thinks. If it was, he knows how awesome it would be.
Sleep threatens to take Tom too. He doesn't know it, but he created a lake of precum while fantasizing about Anthony.
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In the purple room, Will and Fred strip their boxers off, feeling as if it's time that they ditched them. They sink into their beds, wrapping themselves up in their blankets. "Hey, how do you think the others are doing?" Fred asks.
"You mean those who got voted out?" Will asks.
"Yeah. I mean, don't you ever wonder what happens after someone gets the boot?"
"Of course. I wonder it all the time. Hopefully, we never have to find out."
"True dat, bro. I wonder if Robert and Steven are hanging out."
"They might be." Will says. He sits up in bed now that he's engaged in conversation. "Knowing those two, they just might to keep themselves company until the show's over. You they could be cuddling together?"
"Probably. But just to get the cuddling urges out. Right now, I bet Stephen wants nothing more than to wrap his arms around me and give me a big old ' kiss."
"Probably the same with Robert." Fred says. "I miss him so much."
"Me too. In 10 days, this all ends and we can see them for the rest of our lives." That's a nice though, Fred thinks. Maybe the four of them can double date sometime. That's the last thought he has before he goes to sleep for the night.
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David, Fred, Will, and Tom gather in the living room. All of ten have some amounts of fear in their minds. Toner appears on the TV. "Hello everyone."
"Hi Toner!" The four of them say.
"Well, this week, the viewers got to see the losers and how they're doing. Fred, how do you think your ol' pals are doing?"
"I'm assuming you mean Robert." Fred says. "And I betcha he's doing just great. Maybe he got a little bigger while I've been in here."
"Well, all 10 losers have gotten bigger since leaving." Toner says. "David, what do you think Kevin and Raymond are up to?"
"I'm not sure." David admits. "I mean, I didn't really expect making friends and then end up in the final four without them. But I think they're talking and handing out or whatnot. I really hope that those 10 have gotten closer because if I leave tonight, it would suck knowing that they just can't get along."
"Interesting." Toner says. "Tom. You're all by yourself. What do you think Anthony, Nathan, and Eric are thinking right now?"
"Hmm..." Tom thinks for a moment. "Anthony's probably thinking about fucking me, Eric's thinking about cooking, and Nathan's more than likely thinking about cuddling." The other burst out laughing from that.
"I won't argue with that." Toner says. "Will, other than the eliminated housemates, who do you miss most?"
"My family." Will says. "I miss Ma and Pa and my l'il sis."
"Well, I'm sure they're rooting for you right now. Well, speaking of right now, let's get this weekly weigh in over with. Tom, you're up first." Tom gets off the couch and goes into the hallway. He steps on the scale and it reads 438.
"Awesome." Tom says. That's a gain of 8 pounds. He steps off and Will comes into the hallway.
"Please be good." He says. The scale reads 383 pounds. I'm his case, that's two more than last week.
+8 pounds: Fred
+7 pounds: David
"Alright. Now that we have everyone's weight differences, I have a shocking announcement." Toner says. "Tonight, there will be no voting. Please hold that gasp. This week, whoever gained the most gets immunity and a special meal from the Cheesecake Factory. The person the gained the least amount of weight this week, gets a date with the front door." Everyone gasps. "This week, immunity goes too..." David doesn't even sweat. He's already has immunity two other times. Tom crosses his fingers, hoping he doesn't have to leave. Fred and Will get nervous but don't show it. "... Tom."
"Oh my....!" Tom covers his mouth and fear is replaced by excitement. David's anger sparks. Fred and Will look at each other. Their faces read the same thing: are we about to be separated?
"That leaves David, Fred, and Will." Toner teases. "The person heading home is..." David starts to grow nervous, even though he gained seven this week. Fred isn't sure how to feel, since he gained eight. Was that enough? Will is the most scared of all, after all, he didn't gain much. "... Will."
"Awww man!" Will says.
"Sorry, Will. You didn't gain enough this week, which means you're eliminated." Will gets up from the couch and walks to the front door, his tail limp and his ears down.
"Good luck guys." Will says when he turns around. He opens the front door and leaves.
This officially makes David, Fred, and Tom the Final Three.
***
Will walks down the porch steps and up to Toner. The two shake paws. "Hi, Toner." Will mutters.
"Hiya, Will. Take a seat." Toner says. The two sit down and immediately start the interview. "How are you feeling, Will?"
"I feel like crap." He says with a huge smile. "I had no idea that's how this week was gonna go down. Had I known, I would've eaten a lot more."
"You and Stephen grew pretty close in this game. Just before he left, you two agreed to be boyfriends. Where did this romance start?"
"Me and him started hanging out a little and I think the feelings started to show when we made out by the pool. When we got in the shelter that time, we made out again and confessed our love for each other. It made sense, we had stuff in common, we kept thinking about each other and I feel like the two of us were a pretty good pair."
"Did you ever think you were in danger of being sent home at all?"
"I did not." Will says. "The only time I was put on the spot was when Robert was eliminated and after that, I wasn't really worried. When I made it to the bottom four, I really did think I was gonna win the money and use it to help get the life I wanted for my family, but I guess it wasn't meant to be."
"Last week, you poured your heart out and told your coming out story. Do you think as strong now as you were then?" Toner asks.
"No. That moment was the strongest one in my life. I definitely think coming this far is cool but I don't believe that this experience can even compare to that."
"It's been great seeing you play this game but before you go, you do get something for your efforts." Toner reaches for a box under his chair and he gives it to Will. He opens it up and is shocked by what he sees.
"An iPad Air?!" Will asks.
"With 64GB. Good luck, Will. See you at the finale." Toner shakes paws with him again. "Bye."
"Bye." Will gets up and walks away.
"Only three people in the house remain. And next week, one of them will be a millionaire while the other two will not. Who will be crowned the Ultimate Gainer and win the show? Find out next week on the grand finale of... Gainer's Paradise!"