Marvel Oneshots And Crack

😘Rounder Than A Balloon

Part two of previous.

Steve POV

When Fury comes over, I'm in my bedroom, humping a pillow, moaning.

There's a knock on the door.

"...see him, he must be in pain.."

"Thor, you do not want to see this. Trust me."

Shit. I slow down, but oh...I'm so horny! I whimper, clutching the pillow, helplessly and mindlessly thrusting into the soft fabric. I moan a little, and then I can't stop.

"...extremely concerning. You mean to tell me one of my best men is reduced to...moaning and eating mayonnaise by the spoonful?"

Mayonnaise? I want that! I scramble to the door, remembering just in time that I don't have pants. I pull on my largest pair, and it rips loudly as I pull them on.

I waddle to the door, throwing it open, and waddling past Fury and Tony and Clint.

I don't stop until I'm in the kitchen, and I've spotted muffins. I scarf them down, and then chug heavy cream, a specially fortified one to help Tony replace meals. Oops.

My belly sloshes and gurgles, and then I feel heavier. My clothes rip and stretch, my face feels larger, my chest is heavier by the second, and something heavy is growing around my waist.

"Oh shit! He drank my nutrition supplement!"

"Tony.. that's not the extremely potent one, is it?"

"I'm afraid it is, Bruce. Stand back...he's, uh.."

I look with horror at my expanding body. I stretch and stretch, my bottom ballooning with weight, my legs growing far apart as they enlarge. My face even feels bigger. 

I'm finally done growing, but the damage is done. I've gained a ton of weight. I try to move, and I waddle, my entire body wobbling and jiggling. Oh God!

I gasp through blubbery cheeks, "Lord have m-mercy!"

There's laughter, and I whimper as the fabric on my body rips, and then rips again, and...again. I grunt, fearfully watching as I begin to burst my clothing. Oh God, I've got a double chin. No...is that a triple chin?! I'm so big...I can barely even move!

"Oh, you've got to be fucking..."

Fury appears, his face draining of color when he sees me. I try to hide myself, but I only wiggle helplessly, causing my clothes to rip loudly. A fart escapes from my bottom, and then another one, even louder and more disruptive. I can't even hold it back anymore. 

When I involuntarily belch three times in a row, I see them grinning. I burp once more, and then again, struggling to speak. "Stop standing arou-" Burp. "-nd and help me!"

Thor lifts me up easily, cradling me in his arms. I helplessly burp several times when I am moved or lightly jostled. "Oh, Captain, you are most comfortable to hold in this form." he says cheerfully. '

I say breathlessly, struggling not to belch or fart, "I-I can't belie-" Belch. "-ve how big I got! Thor...aagh...I'm so big, aren't I?"

Thor beams. "Yes, you are quite large."

I'm finally set down on a very soft sofa that cushions my plump body. I gasp at how wide and jiggly I am. 

"Well, well, Cap. Well done, man. Sheeesh. Look at you. You....my God. You're enormous!"

I open my mouth to retort, but at the same time, a rather massive belch is clawing out of my throat. It presses in closer and harder. No....please, no!

But against my will, I belch, sneeze, and fart embarrassingly loud at the same time. And then, without warning, I feel something smooth sliding out of my bottom, landing in my pants. I feel churning and gurgling in my belly, and I suddenly understand why Tony's tummy has been a bit noisier lately after his daily dose of nutrition drinks. I briefly smirk, imagining Tony all helpless and fattened up, before I'm harshly snapped back to the present by an egg, and then another egg, each one increasing in size, plopping out of my bottom.