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How to Have a Fatter BellyMarlene belched loudly and patted her fat, bloated belly. Her hand made wet smacking sounds against her flabby, bare skin, and her more than full stomach gurgled affectionately.
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"God, I love doing this!" Marlene said to herself and continued to rub her belly soothingly. Her loose, wobbly fat shifted and jiggled beneath her moving hands.
She referred, of course, to lounging on her bed, shoving huge amounts of fattening junk food down her throat, and watching her belly grow. Marlene had pulled up her shirt and unbuttoned her pants before she had even started her afternoon's long, delectable pig-out session so she could see the plump, burgeoning fruits of her labors swelling over her lap.
Marlene rolled forward and sat up, flattening the mattress beneath her wide butt and making the flimsy dormitory bed groan dangerously. Her already huge stomach spilled onto her lap as two thick rolls, a smaller pillow on top of a fleshy pink inner tube with he
there's always room for cake.Pairing: John/Dave
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Warnings: Extreme weight gain, stuffing/feeding, my writing.
"You have got to be kidding me! Baby Mario, I swear I'm going to punch you in the baby dick if you run me over one more time!" You flail your controller as you're smushed for the third time this race.
"Why are babies even driving, is this some bleak Mario future where children are forced to compete in death races," Dave says, "are they promised diapers and a cash prize if they get first place."
You snort at the comment, but your attention is quickly brought back to the game when you take eighth place. "Aw, what! Man, I really need to step my game up."
"Let's be honest here, are you ever going to beat me at Mario Kart? Or the CPUs for that matter?"
You can see the smirk pulling the corner of his mouth and you sigh. Without leaving your spot on the floor, you turn off the system with you toe and change the television back to cable; Dave just puts his controller down and settl
Honey, I'm Bored
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"Where do you think you're going?" Sollux questioned, looking up at Dave over the back of the couch from his video game.
"I told you man, I got a gig on downtown. I'll be back later."
Dave shrugged, "Depends how many chicks want my autograph."
Normally, Sollux would have gotten possessive of his matesprit and wanted to go with him, but during the time they had been together, Dave had proven himself to not care about the human females; only his alien boyfriend. Dave bent over the couch and gave Sollux a quick kiss, "I'll get something special for you, kay man?"
"Kay. Thee ya."
And just like that, Dave was gone. The whole apartment was now Sollux's; Bro didn't live with the young adults any more. The only sound was of the guns blasting from the TV from the game Sollux was playing. It had grown old to him now; he'd already hacked the file to unlock every weapon and badge and the levels were too easy for someone of his intellect.
He threw the controller onto the floor with his