DISNEY GENDERBENDS X READER(Request Closed)

You're more beautiful than any fur (Cruello)

(your pov)

Recently you haven't been the most confident with your body. Ever since you saw something online about Cruello dating someone plus-sized is disgusting. You've been showing less and less of yourself towards him, scared that he might not love you anymore because of my weight. You couldn't help but feel ashamed that Cruello might be embarrassed by the way you looked every time we went out together for a dinner date or something else. Everybody always stared and whispered to themselves about us or how we looked or more specifically how you looked. Along with the press, they couldn't get enough of the fact that the #1 fashion designer in the world settled for someone like you. But, Cruello always told you how much he loved you and your body. But, for some reason, you couldn't believe him. To you your body was disgusting and no amount of reassurance made you see the positives to it. Cruello was away at the office so you were home alone eating ice cream out of the tub in order to drown my sorrows and not feel so depressed. But the more that you ate only added to the weight on your body making you feel more upset. The phone rang making you put down the spoon back into the tub in order to pick it up. The screen lit up reading 'Sweetheart'. Around this time everyday Cruello called you to see how everything was going and if you were ok. He was always worried about you which you loved about him he always put your priorities over his. But, you also made sure that he was eating properly and getting enough sleep and everything. You pushed the green answer button

"Hello?" You said while whipping some ice cream off your chin that dribbled down.

Cruello chuckles on the other side of the phone making you blush slightly god this man-made you so weak in the knees. "I'm calling to see how you are my baby girl,"

"I'm fine!" You lied to him obviously i'm not fine right now but, you couldn't let him know that. He had so many more important tasks to worry about. So you placed yourself on the back burner so Cruello can pursue his career and goals. Sometimes you feel like you have been holding him back with the way you look. He deserves someone with a model ready body, not you who looked like they've never stopped eating in their life.

"That's good I have a surprise for you when I come home today so be a prepared baby girl,"

you smiled softly even though you weren't in the best mood that doesn't mean that you couldn't enjoy a special gift from him right? "I'll be ready don't worry Cruello,"

"I love you baby girl I have to go. But, I'll be home soon (y/n)." He said some papers rustling in the background of the call.

"I love you too Cruello," you smiled softly before hanging up letting the phone fall onto the couch next to you. Nervously you ran your hands through your hair getting off the couch and going towards the bedroom looking into the large mirror that was hung upon the door.

"Look at me," you said to myself grabbing the sides of your stomach that poked out of your shirt on the sides. Running your hands all over your body inspecting each portion like a car mechanic would do to a car engine carefully. Your thighs were too big for your body; it looked like someone strapped hams to your legs. Then there was your stomach. You wouldn't say that you were fat but you're not calling myself skinny either at the same time. How could Cruello love somebody with your body? You're too ugly for him tears filled the corners of your eyes slowly slipping down my cheeks down onto the ground below. Cruello deserves someone better than me, someone more attractive with a better body type as well. Someone that can fit his lifestyle instead of someone like you who can only disappoint him.

(Cruello's pov)

The clock finally hit five. It was time to go home. Recently I have acquired some very fine fabric in a beautiful shade of (f/c) that shines whenever the light touches. The perfect fabric to make my dear (y/n) a gown deserving of her beauty. (y/n) hasn't been really confident in herself so I thought a sexy dress like this will give her a confidence boost. I've seen the blog posts about our relationship and let's just say most of them haven't been the greatest so far. They have all been attacking her for her size which I think is very ridiculous. Her body shape was beautiful no doubt about it. I grabbed some pins and sewing threads off the rack in the main room putting them in a small bag. I held the fabric under my arm and began walking out of the office scrolling through some dress patterns on my phone. Something modest but at the same time a dress that shows off all her curves and hugs her body in just the right way. The limo driver opened the door allowing me to get in before closing the door starting to drive off towards home. As of late, I haven't been staying at my mansion preferring to stay at my penthouse instead. The mansion just felt too large but at the penthouse, I was closer to my lovely (y/n). Scrolling through my phone some more I finally settle on a dress design that suits my darling. A tight-fitting gown that hugged her in all the right places but was loose enough for her to move around and be comfortable in as well. The car pulls up to the very high-end apartment complex that the penthouse that I owned. The young man who was the greeter came over opening the door quickly so that I could exit the car easily. The limo driver hands me the bags of fabrics and threads getting back into the car quickly driving off. Walking onto the building everyone greeted me happily, a little frightened of what I may say or do to them that may cost them their jobs. The elevator opened and it took me up to the penthouse. When the doors open I'm hit with the most delicious smell that can make anyone's mouth drool from the taste. There was (y/n) in the kitchen making some delicious smelling dinner.