Chubby Youtubers/Egos Oneshot, Book 3

HC: Birthday Surprise (Part 1)

A/n: Let me know if you enjoyed this and want to see a part two with either different youtubers or egos!

Markiplier
. Mark woke up a little earlier than usual to the soothing sound of Amy waking him up along with the freshly cooked smell of breakfast.
. Sitting up Mark gave out a lazy smile hearing the familiar "Happy Birthday" Amy sung as she kissed him on the cheek giving him breakfast before disappearing out of the bedroom.
. Mark felt incredibly lucky and loved to have Amy as he calmly and enjoyed his breakfast, chewing and swallowing Mark peacefully thought about the whole magical birthday surprise thing that could randomly affect people on their birthdays and only lasting on their birthdays shaking his head in denial as it never affected him before.
. After breakfast Mark swiftly changed into his lucky flannel fastening each button as well putting on a comfortable pair od grey sweatpants before heading downstairs where he'd swung his girlfriend around in his arms kissing both of her cheeks and slow danced in the kitchen to the sound of radio music for a few minutes.
. Amy needing her boyfriend out of the house for a few hours to set up a surprise birthday party handed Mark a list of groceries asking him to fetch everything off the list planting a soft kiss on his lips.
. Heading off in his van Mark looked down at the semi long list of items shaking his head already planning spending the day away from recording and spending the day with Amy along with his friends.
. Parking outside of the grocery shop Mark began to feel a little weird his face feeling hot and his stomach felt fuzzy like he'd drink too much soda but shrugging the weird sensation Mark climbed out of the vehicle and headed inside.
. Pushing a trolley ahead of him Mark looked at the list slowly going down the first aisle focusing on the task he'd begun to search for the food, due to the steady chatter around him Mark didn't hear his stomach gave out a strange gloup sound before his abs steadily began to grow outwards with soft pudgy fat.
. His once lean stomach swelled steadily by the second turning from a small pudgy pot belly to a large doughy basketball beerbelly that bounced slightly with each step Mark took, the red flannel stretched trying to contain the man's expanding midsection as gaps appeared in between the buttons while his grey sweatpants easily stretched along while his muscular thick thighs softened up as they rubbed against one another.
. Aisle by aisle Mark begun to pile food into the trolley quickly ticking off items off the list his Pecs begun to round looking bigger before gently sagging also pulling the buttons on his flannel, the strange sensation of wobbling around his midsection and the cool feeling of his stomach rubbing against the handle caught his attention as Mark breathlessly swore under his breath seeing his body magically looking more on the chunkier side.
. Looking around Mark felt relieved no one has noticed as he quickly tried pushing his stomach back in failing miserably feeling his hands sinking into the soft flesh, Mark blushed wanting nothing more to leave everything and head back home but knew Amy would kick his butt if he didn't do the shopping.
. Picking up the pace Mark rushed around the store pushing the necessary items into the cart ignoring the feeling of his flannel tightening or the way his face filled out giving him two red chubby cheeks and a double chin.
. Every few seconds he'd had to stop pulling his sweatpants back up as they continously ride low on his soft wide hips threatening to reveal his rump in public, grabbing the last item Mark rushed over to the cashier placing the items on the belt Mark felt a slight relief in pressure as a button popped off his flannel glancing down he bit back a shout seeing it was the second bottom button that flung off.
. Grabbing his wallet Mark tried to pay for the groceries as quickly as possible but a series of pinging sound caught his attention his flannel flung open revealing his large tubby belly that wobbled freely that pushed the cart away and blocked half the view of his feet.
. The tips of his ears burned bright red glancing over at the cashier Mark saw the poor person openly staring at his midsection with their mouth hung open, mumbling a half ass excuse Mark paid for the food and left holding his bags shuffling away trying to hide his soft body from everyone.
. Arriving back at his van Mark leaned back into the seat hiding his face in his pudgy hands groaning the cool feeling of the steering wheel pressing against his bulging doughy paunch that rested on his lap.
. Two things ran through Mark's head as he started the van and headed back home, one he'd never doubt about the birthday curse and secondly he'd felt saddened ruining his perfectly lucky flannel that tried to save him.