Pt.3 of Like father,like son. Pic of Michael and Mark's gfs on top / side, Mark's has the purple hair. Kinda focuses on Mikey, sorry about that and the ending is crap.
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"You what?!" Mark shouted over the phone to his father, "Mark it's okay, I'm just dating someone." Michael cooed. "Did you forget about a certain someone that died named num?!" He snapped, "Mark, it's been 15 years since she's passed away. She would want me and you happy, Mark c'mon." Michael frowned. "I gotta go." Mark huffed and hung up the phone, grabbing his car keys and going to the nearest bar. Mark sat at the bar, playing with the straw in his drink. He was getting lonely and was trying so hard to find a girlfriend, but no luck and was thinking maybe he should loose weight even though Michael would be upset. "Can I get you another drink?" The bartender asked and Mark nodded, looking up and locking eyes with the prettiest girl he had ever seen. She was pale, her eyes were a piercing blue, she had purple hair that faded into white at the bottom, she was just stunning. It was love at first sight for them, she bit her lip at how hot Mark looked to her. "Did you come alone?" She asked and handed him a beer. "Yeah." He sighed, "Well, would like to leave with someone?" She smirked and that's how it all started. Mark and Amy had been dating for about a year, in the happiest relationship they could want. They lived together and Mark had become Amy's "big piggie" as she liked to call him when she fed him. Mark had called his dad and told him he had met someone, wanting to know if he would want to meet her and Michael of course agreed. As for Michael, he was extremely happy with his girlfriend Vanessa, she was like Amy and fed Michael until he felt like he was gonna burst. Michael slept in in bed, his belly swollen from last night's dinner. Vanessa walked into the room with a cart of breakfast food and crawled next to him, she trailed her finger down his chubby cheek and down his chest, she peppered his face with kisses and placed a soft kiss to his lips, making Michael wake up and wrap his arms around her small waist, pulling her closer to him and deepening the kiss, she pulled away and he smiled. "Good morning sunshine." He rasped and played with her honey blonde hair, "Morning kitten, I made you breakfast." Stana smiled and Michael's belly growled loudly, making him blush. Stana giggled and stood up, Michael stood up and opened his mouth eagerly, being fed pancakes with strawberries and whip cream on top, Michael ate them quickly and Vanessa then gave him 30 strips of bacon and sausage, cheesy omeletes, and then he chugged a gallon of orange juice. Michael let out a loud burp and Vanessa rubbed his stuffed gut, she jiggled it and he groaned. The doorbell rang and Michael froze, "Crap, it's Mark." He cursed and Vanessa stood up, going downstairs and looking through the peep hole, no one was there so she opened the door and there was just a package in the mail. She laughed and picked it up, going upstairs and seeing Michael trying to get up. "Mikey, it was just the mail." She smiled and he flopped back onto the bed. "Thank god." He groaned and Vanessa put the package down, straddling herself on his lap and rubbing his big belly softly, "You're so sexy." She smirked and kissed his belly. "You make me sexy." He grinned and she kissed his plump pink lips, "I love you ya know?" Michael asked and she giggled, "I love you too kitten." Vanessa smiled and laid next to him, resting her head on his soft belly. He tangled her hair in his fingers as they both fell back asleep, Michael was waken up by the doorbell ringing and he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, Vanessa now awake and getting dressed in jeans and a tan vest, Michael struggled to stand up and pulled on sweatpants and a white sweater, one of the few things that still fit him. He walked downstairs with Vanessa behind him and he opened the door, his jaw almost dropping at the sight of his son who was now at least 2 times bigger than him. "Wow, Mark." He smiled and hugged his son, seeing the purple haired girl behind him. "Is this Amy?" He smiled as he pulled away and the pale girl walked up, "Hi Mr.Clifford." She smiled and shook his hand, "Call me Michael." He smiled and walked in the house, "I-is this Vanessa?" Mark stuttered as he saw the tall woman standing behind Michael. "Yes, Mark this is Vanessa." Michael smiled and they shook hands, "Where's your mum?" Amy asked and Mark bit his lip, "She died when I was 4." He sniffled and started silently crying, Amy took him to the couch and sat down, wiping his tears and kissing his cheek, Michael felt bad and joined Vanessa in the kitchen, "I feel terrible." Michael frowned and leaned against the kitchen counter, "Mikey, she died 15 years ago." She cooed and turned towards him, caressing his cheek with her thumb, "I know, but it just breaks my heart to see him cry." He frowned and Vanessa pecked his lips, "It breaks my heart to see you sad." She cooed and he hugged her, her long arms wrapping around his neck and she nuzzled her head in his neck. Vanessa pulled away and kissed his nose, turning her attention back to dinner and he put his head on her shouler, "Whatcha making?" He asked. "Your favorites." She smirked and he licked his lips, grabbing a beer from the fridge and he saw Mark walk out to the back porch, alone. He grabbed a second beer and walked out, seeing Mark leaning on the railing. Michael stood next to him and handed him the beer, "Thanks." He mumbled and opened it, taking a sip. "How could you replace mum?" He asked, "Mark, she died 15 years ago. I had to move on eventually." Michael sighed. "But, why?" He frowned and Michael put his arm around his shoulder, "You know she would want you and me happy Mark, she's probably so happy to see you with Amy and happy to see me with Vanessa because we're all happy." He smiled and Mark sighed, knowing his father was totally right. "Yeah, you're right." He sighed and Vanessa called them in for dinner, they walked inside and sat at the table that was covered with plates and plates of food. Idividual plates of chicken, mac and cheese, mashed potatoes, pasta, turkey, cupcakes, brownies, and cakes for Michael and Mark covered the table. "This looks so good babe." Michael smiled and Vanessa fed him some mac and cheese, Amy doing the same with Mark, Vanessa straddled herself on Michael's lap and fed Michael his mac and cheese, getting cheesy sauce all over his face and his tummy bloating up a little, then being fed the turkey and chicken. A loud creaking noise came from beneath him and he froze, "Crap." He cursed and Vanessa laughed, getting off and feeding Michael more. He heard a snapping noise and turned his head, seeing Mark on the floor under a broken chair and a proud feeling spread through his chest. Vanessa and Amy continued shoving food into their boyfriend's mouths, all the food decreased from the table as it went into Michael's and Mark's bellies, Michael swallowed the last bit of cake and let out a loud burp, his bloated belly sitting firmly on his lap and the chair creaked loudly before snapping and he crashed to the floor, groaning when his stuffed gut shook. Amy helped Mark stand and helped him to the couch, sitting him down and Vanessa helped Michael stand, sitting him down on the love seat and she sat on his lap, facing him and rubbing his bulging belly softly, pressing soft kisses to his pale skin and cleaned the food off his face, "Thanks baby girl." Mark smiled and pecked Amy's lip, "Hey Mark, I completely approve of her. I can see you are really happy with Amy and I'm glad you've found someone who loves you for you." Michael smiled. "Thanks dad. I was wrong before too, I'm glad you found someone too." Mark smiled and Michael smiled wider than ever before, "Amy, can you help me clean up?" Vanessa asked and Amy nodded, getting up and walking into the kitchen with her. "You love her huh?" Michael smirked, "Yeah, do you love Vanessa?" Mark asked and Michael nodded. "Your mum would be so proud." Michael grinned.
