"URRPP..." Ezra leaned back, rubbing his gut. "mmmpph, daddy. It hurts.", he pouted. "Good boy.", Lucacius praised, kneeling at the base of Ezra's belly, rubbing his underbelly. "You made daddy so proud today." Lucacius kissed Ezra's belly all over.
It had been 7 and a half months since Lucacius had begun his journey of fattening Ezra up ruthlessly. There was no telling how much he weighed -- because he maxed out the scale Lucacius bought at 450.
His waddle was much slower and not as stable -- his shelf like ass jiggling behind him whenever he took a step, tremendous thighs wobbling, thigh-slapping gut shaking with each touch Lucacius gave to it. His moobs were bigger than women's tits, probably needing Double D if he wore bras.
"I ordered a new scale." Lucacius said, "It came in last night. But I wanted to weigh you after you ate, so get your fatass up.", Lucacius watched as Ezra struggled, gasping for air as he tried to heave himself off his spot. "Daddy, help," Ezra glared up at him, sweat forming on his forehead. "You're so big you can't do it yourself?", Lucacius teased, helping Ezra up.
"Your dick's so small it can't fit in my ass.", Ezra smarted off to Lucacius. "It wouldn't be if you weren't such a porker," Lucacius teased ruthlessly. With an eye roll, Ezra began his slow-paced waddle to the bathroom. Lucacius followed intently, watching Ezra's ass jiggle with each labored step.
His hips nudged the doorway, causing him to have to squeeze through.
He stepped on the scale, huffing from the minimal exercise he had to do. "Uhhm, can't see the number," he said dumbly as he stepped off the scale. "584.", he said bluntly. "FUCK!" Lucacius groaned, "I'm about to bust, good god -- I love your fucking body, you lard-ridden whale." Lucacius fondled Ezra's gut from behind.
"EEHH... we don't say that word, daddy.", Ezra groaned. "Well, it's true, isn't it?" Lucacius asked teasingly. "Fine," Ezra huffed. "Fuck me already.", he demanded. "Bossy, huh? Daddy might need to teach his whale how to behave." Lucacius stared.
"Can I still ride, daddy?" Ezra asked. "I'm -- not too sure about that, might break my back."
"But we can try.", Lucacius gave in when he saw the pout on Ezra's fat face. Ezra laughed, "Finally.", he grumbled.
After heaving himself onto the bed and sitting himself on Lucacius' dick, Ezra was out of breath. "Fuck, I can't even feel my dick.", Lucacius laughed nervously. "I can't feel it in my ass," Ezra complained. "You're hurting me, too. But that's okay.", Lucacius shifted. "I like having this view of your blubber," he fondled Ezra's tits. Ezra moaned, "Mmmpphhhh.. I like that, daddy.", he moaned.
Lucacius groaned, imagining the sensation if Ezra was heavier.
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Acceptance |BHM TO SSBHM| lovechunk
Short Story| "Utterly ridiculous. Can you believe they tailored it incorrectly?" | "No, I can't believe that, love..." | - Ezra was once a trim and inspiring archangel, but then he met Lucacius, a demon from the gluttony ring. Lucacius was trim himself---bu...
