Request by PainterRulez1269, have I mentioned how that I love Michael Clifford?
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Michael knocked on his grandmother front door, it opening up and she smiled proudly at her grandson, "You've gotten so handsome." She smiled as they hugged, "Not to mention too skinny." She laughed as he walked in. "What do you mean Nan?" He asked, "You're practically skin and bones Mikey!" She exclaimed and he looked at his body in confusion, he had a good amount of pudge on him and his tummy was even sticking out. "What are your managers doing to you? You must be hungry sweetie." She smiled and he chuckled, "I'm not that hungry Nan, honestly." He grinned. "Darling, please eat." She cooed and Michael's heart gave in even though his brain and tummy were screaming "NO!", "Okay Nan." He grinned and she kissed his cheek, getting her pink lipstick all over his cheek and he wiped it off as she walked into the kitchen, "Go watch TV or something dear I'll bring it to you." She smiled and he nodded, sitting down in the living room and turning his focus to the TV, his grandma came in about 20 minutes with later with a plate with two big burgers on it and he bit his lip so his mouth didn't fall open, "Th-thank you Nan." He smiled and she left the room once again, he picked one up and bit into it, mentally moaning at how good it tasted and he devoured the two burgers, ignoring the full feeling he had before he was even done with the first one, he wiped the grease off his face with a napkin and leaned back a little into the couch, seeing his belly had gotten kinda swollen from the greasy burgers he had just consumed, it looked like he swallowed a soccer ball. She walked in and took the empty plate, switching it with a plate full of frosted sugar cookies, Michael thanked her and she kissed his forehead, again he wiped off the lipstick stain and bit into one of the 30 cookies he was given. He was already stuffed, but the food was too good for him to realize as he swallowed cookie after cookie, his belly swelling up even more with each bite he swallowed. He ate the last cookie and wiped the frosting off his face, looking at his belly that was being squished by his jeans and belt, he stood up and tugged his shirt down, saying goodnight to his grandmother as the food that his belly was struggling to digest made him tired, he went into the guest room and stripped down to his boxers, laying down in the bed and burying himself under the blanket, rubbing his basketball shaped belly in circles as he fell asleep. He woke up to the smell of french toast and bacon, making his belly growl and he stood up, putting on a pair of sweats and a red flannel that used to be loose around his waist but now it showed his belly that still looked like he swallowed a damn balloon. He walked downstairs and sat at the bar, a large plate filled with french toast, eggs, and bacon was set infront of him as well as a kiss on his cheek, this time no lipstick stain. "Thanks Nan." He grinned and he ate the large plate of breakfast, his belly expanding as he stuffed more french toast and bacon in his mouth. He sipped from the mug of hot chocolate she gave him as he swallowed the last of his breakfast, rubbing his stuffed tummy whilst he put his dirty dishes in the sink. "Wanna make cookies with me sweetheart?" She asked and he untied the knot to make his sweats looser on his hips, "Of course." He grinned and she took out everything they needed, multiple cans of diffrent types of frosting, sprinkles, chocolate chips, and heart shaped cookie cutters. Michael occasionally stole tastes of cookie dough and frosting as they made them, as well as when the cookies were baking he would eat spoonfuls of frosting and chocolate chips. They spent all day baking dozens of cookies, Michael's tummy bloated with the ones he ate, he fell asleep on the couch whilst rubbing his bulging belly in large circles, his grandma put some in a container for him to take to his bandmates when he woke up. Michael woke up with a slight tummyache from all the cookies and he stood up, going into the guest room and getting changed into a flannel and jeans, "Do you have to go so soon Mikey?" His grandma asked, "Yeah, but I'll visit again. I promise." He grinned and kissed her cheek, giving her a big hug before leaving with the cookies she made him take, he had a long drive home and it was like the cookies were calling his name, his belly growling and he gave in, opening the container and shoving the cookies in his mouth, devouring them in minutes and now the box was empty, he leaned back in his seat and saw his belly was almost touching the steering wheel, it looked like he swallowed a basketball. He parked in the driveway and looked in the mirror, wiping the frosting off his face and tugging his shirt down to try and hide his belly. He walked inside shyly and his bandmates obviously noticed the belly their black haired friend had obtained, "What happened?" Luke asked and Michael blushed, "My grandma fed me too much." He groaned and walked to his bedroom, flopping down on his bed and groaning when his belly shook. He pulled the covers over his head and buried himself under the comforter, rubbing his bulging belly softly until he fell asleep.
