One Direction Weight Gain One-shots

The Agency: Part 2

Niall's P.O.V

I hear a door slam and then seconds later Louis burst into the room wearing a ridiculously tight outfit, and for a moment I'm hypnotised by his jiggly-ness, until Louis starts literally screaming for the boys to come into the room, or else.

When Harry, Liam and Zayn enter the room Lou orders them to sit on the couch and walks over to them before launching into a tirade about how they didn't tell him about his weight gain. I think I could be in the clear, and try to sneak off, when Louis grabs me with his flabby arms and crushes me to his body, almost cutting off my oxygen. He carries me to the couch, and drops me on a surprised Harry, before continuing his screaming.

Surely he had noticed before today, but the difference in his body is quite obvious now that he's really looking at it. It's not just the bloating that's settled into his gut from so many days of feasting on the fattening snacks Harry loves making, but the way the waistband on his incredibly tight jeans are digging into what I can only describe as love handles and a muffin top. They're big, wide mounds of fat, but he's never noticed them before, so he pokes at one experimentally, strangely fascinated. 

He runs his hands over his slightly bloated belly and he sucks in a breath as his fingers sink  into a patch of doughiness just below his belly button. Not the tight, hard feeling he was expecting, but a squishy and soft surface. He squeezes it between his fingers, seemingly not knowing how to comprehend what the boys and I did to his body. 

Before anyone can put a word in he tears off his shirt and takes another look. There's no mistaking it. Louis has gained weight. He can't seem to take his eyes off his enlarged body, cataloguing  differences between how he looked a month ago compared to now.

I sit nervously, wondering if Louis has figured us out, desperately hoping that he hasn't, but secretly hoping he has, so I can stuff him myself, any time,and paint his sun kissed skin with the stretch marks that I know he secretly desires.

I look across at the other boys, who are all watching Louis with eager eyes, who himself is still rubbing and scratching at his body in confusion and what could be anger. 

I just wish the boys would look at me the same way that they look at Louis, but I can't think about that now though, I need to get Louis to except his new girth.

With this firm resolve in my head, I get up and pull Louis plump hands away from his body and force him to look at me in the eyes. I kiss him with force and push him down onto the couch, barely missing Zayn, who jumps back In shock, and onto Liam's lap.

While kissing the shorter lad, I massage his inflated belly, and fondle his growing moobs, not forgetting to give his love handles some love either. We continue to make out, rolling around and onto the other boys, who are more than happy to join in on the action. Together we show Louis just how great it is to be big.

After this we drag the now exhausted Louis to the kitchen and sit him down on a chair. I love hearing the distinct creaking of the dinning chair, knowing that It won't be able to handle much more Louis.

We gather as much food as we can find. Anything would do; As long as it was fattening. Crisps, Chocolate, Pop Tarts, Biscuits, Lollies, Whipped Cream, Heavy cream, Ice Cream, Fudge, Marshmallows, and much, much more.

Louis was still too fatigued to notice the feast that was appearing before his very eyes. Even better!!!! I thought to myself. We can stuff him ourselves, and he won't even know.

*2 Hours Later*

Louis' P.O.V

I wake up on the couch, feeling weirdly full, but not remembering ever eating. I wonder how that works. I think about this while I prepare for my shower, I now pay special attention to the mass that juts out from my mid section, nearly reaching the glass door to the shower, and making it fairly difficult to not knock things over with either my front or my back end.