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Since moving to this village, a lot of crazy shit has happened. My wife was murdered by Chris, my daughter is in literal pieces, there's a crazy witch stalking my every move, and there've been a bunch of mutated monsters out to get me at every turn. But the thing I least expected to happen absolutely has to be the Duke. He came to me when I needed it most and has been a saving grace since I stepped foot into Castle Dimitrescu, and a great source of goods and company ever since I escaped. I never thought a man like him could be so helpful, but I digress. This isn't even what intrigued me about him in the first place. It wasn't how he's been able to show up everywhere I go. It wasn't how he's always safe from danger. It's not even how he seems to know everything about this crazy mold situation. It was his size. I didn't think it'd affect me. In the US there are plenty of chubby people, but the Duke was not just chubby; he was massive. Every single part of him was huge and soft and covered in faded, pink stretch marks. He barely even fit in his cart, and when I first saw how his belly was spilling out of his shirt, my breath was taken right out of me. Even after having spent several days in his company, I still can't get used to how his girth paralyzes me and taunts me with how soft and yielding it looks and how close it is to me. Almost like it's begging to be touched. Always seeing him so shamelessly fat and all too eager to take the larger portion of our meals has reawakened something deep and carnal inside me that I never thought I'd have to deal with again.
I can't say when it started, but fat guys have always seemed to appeal to me. I didn't know if it was because I wanted to be one or be with one, but it was undeniable based on my subsequent years of secretly looking at gainer porn online and fat fetish stories in special magazines that I was not normal. I still liked women, but a man with a belly always seemed to get the better of me and was always the focus of my sexual fantasies. In my twenties, I finally gathered up the courage to start exploring my sexuality, and began dating and hooking up with chubs and gainers. I mostly strayed away from my fetish fantasies out of embarrassment until I finally asked a chubby guy I was dating if he was open to being fed. He freaked out and immediately stopped talking to me. In hindsight, it doesn't seem like too big of a deal, especially since it wasn't my fault he was a civilian, but back then my confidence was so fragile and I was so embarrassed that I became ashamed of myself and really tried to push away and bury these feelings. It was after this that I started only dating women, and though I wasn't completely happy or sexually satisfied, I was at least accepted as normal. Along the way I met Mia, and the rest is history. Until two days ago when she was shot by Chris. And our child was taken by Miranda. And that's when I met the Duke and all over again I felt like I was back in highschool, secretly reading my hidden magazines full of fat guys talking about their gains, art of men growing huge, and stories of people inflating themselves bigger. Long story short, Duke was hot. Probably the hottest man I've ever seen. And I wanted to see him fatter.
“Earth to Ethan!”
I snapped out of my daydreams and focused my eyes, which were aimed right at the overhang of the merchant. I looked up and saw Duke staring down at me with an upturned eyebrow and an amused face. Oh shit. I've been staring at him, haven't I…
“Oh, heh, sorry Duke. I was just…” I looked around and saw the contents of my backpack across the ground before my eyes landed on that creepy porcelain demon. “...thinking about whether or not you'd be interested in this.” I held the doll up to him and his face lit up.
“Oh, Miss Angie! Just adorable. Porcelain dolls are very popular, you know!” He turned around and placed the doll on a shelf behind him next to the statue of Alcina’s crystallized remains. As he was turning, his tight, buttoned shirt started to ride up his love handles and exposed more of his pale, stretch-marked skin. It wobbled and shook as he jerked his body around to reach the shelf. Every part of him jiggled, which made me warm. And wet. Fuck. I looked down for a second and saw a prominent erection in my pants which I quickly tried to tuck out of sight before Duke turned back around. I glanced away from him to stop fueling my increasing appetite for him and began to put my belongings back in my backpack.
“Well, that'll be 28,000 Lei for you, then,” Duke called out. I looked back up and saw him holding out a large pouch full of the coins. I grabbed it quickly and held the bag over the front of my pants. I looked back up at him and we locked eyes. He smiled at me and I smiled back. He didn't let up on his gaze, in fact it twisted from a friendly smile to a sly grin, like he was telling a sick joke in his head. I swallowed as my smile faltered. Try as I might, I couldn't help but gaze back down at his belly. God his belly. I just wanted to jump on him and shove my dick into his belly button and feed him and fuck him like the shameless glutton he was-
“Ethan, it seems you've dropped your payment,” His voice was loud enough to pierce my daydream once again despite him clearly holding back a laugh. I broke my gaze, looking back up at his face then to the ground. My bag of Lei was laying by my feet and I quickly leaned over to pick it back up.
“Hehe, I guess that Beneviento chick tired me out!” I chuckled while waving the pouch of lei around to distract the Duke from the tenting I could feel in my pants. I took a heavy breath and bobbed a bit in place, unsure of what to do.
“Uh, Duke?” I finally spit out.
“Hmhm. Yes Ethan?” The Duke chuckled.
“Can I take a look at your inventory?” Hopefully that’ll keep him occupied. He smiled and turned to his right and pulled out the trays of bullets and gun pieces. I browsed a bit and bought a few bullet cases and a flash bang blueprint before finally bidding him farewell.
“Thank you for your patronage!” The Duke called out from behind me. I gave a nod without looking behind me as I quickly left the altar and headed back into the village.
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My heart was beating right into my ears. I started walking as far away from the cart as quickly as I could. As soon as I passed through the rusted gate, I dashed past the maiden statue down into the heart of the village. What the fuck did I just do? I couldn’t believe I lost my cool so easily! I had spent days with the Duke already, why am I cracking now?! I kept running until I could see the bright red door of Luthier's place; my only sanctuary. I got out the violin key and ran into the house as fast as I could, locking the door behind me. As I turned back around, I looked at the rickety house that started to feel like a home to me. I had done some redecorating such as putting up dark curtains against the windows, reinforcing the walls with metal sheets and wood I salvaged, and hanging garlic from the ceiling to protect myself from any vampire women who’d want in. I took a deep breath of the dusty air, dropped my bag on the ground, and slid away from the door, meandering to the worn couch. I plopped down and reached over to the table to grab the rest of the pot of coffee the Duke had made me that morning.
God the Duke. The second he entered my thoughts, I felt a warm buzzing in my stomach and a creeping hardness in my crotch. Fuck. I just couldn’t get enough of him. Just thinking of him made me hard. Was I really that desperate? Was I really that deprived? Was I really that hungry for him? Fuck I felt empty. I needed something inside me. I need to feel full, feel bloated, feel fat. Without even thinking about it, I downed the rest of the coffee in an instant and went over to the fridge to get the remainder of the carpati that was left abandoned with the house. With a new burst of energy, I rushed back to the couch, ripped off my button-down shirt, and sat down. I grabbed the slice in one hand and shoved it into my mouth. My cock jumped in my pants and, with my other hand, I unzipped my jeans and fished out my hardening member from underneath my boxer briefs. I closed my eyes and pushed the cake further into my mouth while I slowly started stroking my dick. I couldn’t help but imagine myself on top of the Duke, ripping off his clothes and exposing all his delicious flesh underneath. I imagined that I was feeding him, pushing the cake into his mouth. Yeah fat boy, eat. Glut yourself with blubber. Grow bigger, you filthy pig. It's always the same thoughts every time I masturbate, but it works so well at driving me crazy. Having my own boyfriend, no, pet to feed and grow and care for is just everything I’ve ever wanted. I pushed the remainder of the cake down my throat, letting the chocolate on chocolate melt into my tongue. I started absentmindedly rubbing my distended gut, imagining the Duke’s belly in my lap, jiggling and quivering under my touch. I rubbed and slapped my bloated belly, feeling so excited at the round hardness that replaced the soft rolls that started growing there in the past few months. I then imagined my own belly growing, inflating itself right into my lap and onto my dick which also looked red and bloated. My cock started burning with the pure lust that's been bubbling up inside me, blowing me up from the inside, making me feel like I'll pop from the sheer desire for more. For more fat! I started stroking faster as my head started to feel numb. All I could think of was the Duke in all his morbidly obese glory, and how fucking horny he made me. Him rolling over on his belly and exposing his enormous ass, coaxing me to sink myself into it. Slowly pressing into his blubber as my cock pushed into his tight asshole. Pushing in and out as Duke groans for me to go harder. My expanding chubby body slapping against his soft lard while we grunt like pigs in shared lust. Pushing cakes into his mouth while I fuck him as hard as I can, us moaning and oinking and groaning together in ecstasy, until we both finally-
“URAAAAGH FUUUCK MEEEEEE!” I couldn’t hold it back anymore, everything was just too much. I spewed out rope after rope of cum as I yelled in pure ecstasy, feeling the jizz hit me all over. My cock felt like it was exploding as I just laid there, moaning like a bitch in heat, with cum shooting at my chest and belly. The image of Duke underneath me with frosting covering his face lingered in my mind as I started coming back down from the high of arousal that was consuming me all day. The numbness in my body started fading as I laid there in the afterglow of yet another jerkoff session since meeting the Duke. I opened my eyes and took in the mess I made of myself, stripped naked and covered in cum. I wonder what the Duke would think if he saw me like this? I chuckled a bit as I reached next to me and grabbed the towel that I kept for such emergencies and lethargically started wiping the cum off my body and cock. I took a quick look around. There was a plate next to me where a slice of carpati used to be, an empty pot of coffee on the table, and my shirt, pants, and boxer briefs by my feet. The light of dusk was creeping from the spaces between the curtains, warning of the incoming of night. I always hated this part of the day. Having to walk around the village, taking out as many Lycans as I can, then laying traps around the house so I can get some damn sleep. I finished wiping my jizz off my softening member as I groaned and slowly put my clothes back on. My underwear and pants went on like normal but the last few buttons on my shirt were a bit strained. As I looked at them and how they curved to the bloat of my stomach, my cock started to get some life back and began hardening again. I held my burgeoning belly in my hands and shook it, surprised by how much give it had. I shook it some more and grabbed at it until my cock was completely hard again and burning for attention. I was about to strip down again until I noticed how the yellow light outside had turned to a dark red as the sun almost fully disappeared behind the cliff horizon. Knowing the Lycans can’t wait, I let go of my belly, pushed my erection down, grabbed my jacket, and walked over to the front door of the house. My bag of supplies was laying on the floor with the pouch of Lei falling out and dropping a few of the coins on the floor. I reached down to grab my shotgun and a few landmines before standing back up to do some last minute cleanup before I have some more alone time then head to sleep.
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The last of the sunlight was disappearing behind the distant horizon of Castle Dimitrescu as I completed my second circle around the village. I only encountered three Lycans in the field near Luisa’s house and a couple chickens that I put in the fridge after my first run. The village was pretty quiet besides the chirping crows, the winds from the distant castle, and the rustling of distant waters of Moreau's domain. The sights were mostly the same except for the disappearing fog surrounding Beneviento’s waterfall mansion and a new distant trail of smoke beyond the four stone monuments. The sky was clear and turning a deep violet as the moon shone brighter from behind the clouds. The air started getting colder and the wind started blowing harder the longer I stood there by the gate of the cemetery. The world felt peaceful for a moment, almost devoid of the horrors that have plagued me for the past few days.
“ROOOAAAAAR!”
My heart skipped a beat and I whipped my head around behind me to see a Vârcolac staring me straight in the face. I didn't have time to react as it lunged at me and knocked me down the hill. The adrenaline rushed through me like a freight train as I stumbled to my feet and started taking off down the dirt path. I didn't look behind me as I bolted through the village, not too sure of where I was headed. I could feel the Vârcolac’s breath against my back as I rounded a corner and leaped towards the Maiden statue. I climbed up to the sword held into the air, reached into my pocket, and pulled out the Wolfsbane I found while looting the Beneviento estate. The Vârcolac leaped up to the statue, holding onto the outstretched arm by its jaw and clawing around to reach me. I leapt onto the maiden’s head and kicked out at the wolf monster, trying to knock it away. Instead it latched it’s claws into my leg and yanked me to the ground. The Wolfsbane clattered away from me as the beast leaped on top of me.
“ROOOAAAAAR!” It shoved its face into mine, it's claws ripping into my arms and legs. I closed my eyes, preparing for the worst as the Vârcolac opened its maw and started breathing in my face. Then it let up and leaped off of me. I shot my eyes open and turned around watching as the beast started running to the rusted gate. It's headed toward the Duke! My heart was nearly beating out of my chest as I ran to retrieve my gun before giving chase.
“Ahhhhhh!” That was him! He's in danger! I rammed into the gate, pushing it open and without thinking, started shooting rounds into whatever was in front of me. The shots rang in the air as the light from the sun disappeared from view. My sight slowly focused as I saw the still eyes of the lifeless Vârcolac in front of me. I allowed my breathing to slow as I turned towards the open cart and the Duke within it. He was frightened, but otherwise unharmed. I collapsed to my knees in relief, crawling over to the disintegrating corpse to retrieve the crystal bones as I always do. I looked back up at the Duke who has this dumb smile on his face.
“Oh ho ho ho! My knight has defended me valiantly! Oh how sweet to know you care for little ol’ me,” He leaned back meekly and clasped his hands as he gave me a dopey smile. He looked so dumb but so cute. I couldn't help but chuckle and blush as the adrenaline settled and the stress seeped out of my body.
“It's nothing, really. Just doing my job is all,” I unconsciously walked up to the cart and handed the crystal skeleton to him. He gracefully took it and placed it in a compartment behind him. The quiet and the darkness started registering into my mind, reminding me of what I had planned for the evening. Fuck. Just as I gave it any thought, my dick started to harden. Really now?! I had just killed something that almost ate me and the Duke! God I hate this… I glanced up at the Duke's belly which was exactly the same as it was earlier. I wanted to give it a scowl but the more I looked at it, the less annoyed I became and the more I started to crave it.
“If I didn't know any better, I'd say you saved me to keep your only source of eye candy around~”
I bristled and yanked myself from my entranced stare at the Duke's belly. I looked up at him expecting an accusatory glare, like so many civilians did when they caught me staring at their bellies, but instead I saw a smirking, blushing Duke. He leaned back and took a deep sigh.
“Well,” he started as he scooted back in his cart, the blanket on his lap sliding dangerously far from the bottom of his belly, “it is getting very late and it's quite the trek back to your abode which is likely not as safe anymore. Maybe…” He trailed off scanning me up and down, like a hungry predator. Or a desperate prey. I cursed myself for that thought as my cock jumped in response, pushing against my pants.
“Hmmm, come on now. I know you don't want to go. You don't have to be ashamed,” The Duke smiled at me as he started to caress his moobs, seducing me into the cart with him. That’s when it hit me. He’s a gainer! Holy shit, he has to be! The stretch marks, the near nakedness, the gorging, what he's doing now… My cock was practically bursting out of my pants and the Duke's invitation rattled in my brain and warmed my body. I started towards him and he gestured to my clothes. I kept my eyes locked on his body as I undid my shirt buttons, jiggling my small belly, slid off my boots and socks, and unbuttoned my pants leaving me in my tight and wet boxer briefs. The Duke smiled approvingly and moved to push himself further into the cart. He started grunting and sweating as he visibly struggled to move himself. He looked at me with pleading eyes as I took the opportunity to step up to the box platform level to the cart. I walked up to his torso that was level with my face and ran my hands across his exposed belly. It was so soft and yielding I almost came right then and there. I massaged my hands into him, sinking into his adipose and sending his belly and love handles into a jiggling frenzy.
“Oh, ahh wait- push me in, please,” The Duke panted as his face started turning red and his breathing shortened. I slid my hands across his stretch marked overhang and to his enormous thighs. I lifted them up and held them in each arm as I started pushing against him, my distended torso lightly pressing into his belly. The touch was incredible, completely hardening my cock and sending pre dribbling down my shaft and running into Duke's deep belly button.
“Almost aaah- ooooh yeah! Press harder!” I did as he said and pressed hard against his belly while pushing his legs into the cart. The wood plank he was sitting on finally started sliding back into the cart, bringing Duke to the back wall, providing plenty of room for his legs to lay out. And plenty of room for another guest. I grinned as I decided to try my luck, so I climbed up on his crates and ducked down to enter his cart. It was a small space with shelves lining the walls and canisters on the ground, but there was enough for me to stand. Duke was laying there underneath the shelves up against the back wall, sweating and panting in the middle of a pile of pillows.
“Oh Ethan, baby. You have no idea how badly I've been wanting you to do this,” The Duke had a look on his face I haven't seen from him before. It was similar to the look he has when he eats his ridiculous amount of food, but this felt deeper, more carnal, more wild. It was lust. His whole, blubbery body was practically glowing in it. He started to look less like a person and more like a pig in desperate need of some dick. The Duke then started to sink into his fat and took on a meek, pleading demeanor as his face bore a deep blush.
“Please, sir. Can you take off my clothes? They're too tight, sir,” I stared at him dumbfounded as my brain felt like it was flushed away and replaced with my raging boner. He's submissive! Holy hell this is too good to be true! I got down on my knees and crawled up to him, reaching up to take off his bowtie then tossing it aside. I then worked on the tight vest buttons and watched as his soft moobs started sliding from their confines as I pulled the vest apart and took it off of him. Then I worked on his shirt that wasn't even buttoned all the way. It was tight and had grease on it which made unbuttoning it difficult. But then an idea popped in my head. A sick, twisted, sexy idea. I started buttoning the shirt back up and even tried to pull together the ones around his belly. I only managed to get the two that sat beneath his widest point, but it was enough to make him look like a stuffed sausage.
“Ummhp! Oh fuck- Ah it's so tight. What are you doing, sir?” Duke managed to pant between his short breaths. I just grinned as I drew my hands down towards the cloth draped over the Duke's legs. I grabbed the blanket and slowly pulled it away from his overhang. Duke’s breath hitched as the cool air hit his exposed legs and crotch. I could only stare wide eyed at the huge roll of fat that pooled out from underneath his overhang. I reached out and jiggled it and rubbed it until a penis head started coming into view. It wasn’t very long, but it was almost as thick as my wrist which sent shivers down my spine.
“Mhmhm! So it seems Piggy has started burying his cock in his own fat!”
Duke’s eyes perked up as he started shifting around. “Mhm, sir. I’ve been such a naughty pig,” he moaned while giving a shy and eager smile.
God he’s so damn horny, willing to go along with my kinky shit just for a good fuck. This is gonna be so much fun! I crawled up to him, rubbing up against his huge thighs, and leaned into his frame. It was so soft and plush. And so fat!
“I can’t believe this is all you! How the hell’d you get this big without a feeder?” The Duke put on a guilty face and chuckled little.
“Who says you need a feeder to get this fat?” He nodded his head to the jars of food and plates of sweets that lined the inside of his cart. I grinned as I watched him move his fat arms in circles across his tightly packed gut. My cock was burning with arousal, urging me to do something, anything to him. Without thinking, I reached up to one of the shelves and grabbed a jar of something thick and white. I popped the top off and shoved it into Duke’s mouth.
“Mph!” He yelped as I started pouring the thick mixture, most likely heavy cream, down his throat. His eyes closed and he started moaning as he dutifully chugged it down. My free hand reached back up and started pulling plates off of the shelves. As soon as Duke was finished with the cream, I grabbed some cake and shoved it into his mouth. Each time he would yelp in surprise, but then quickly start moaning in pleasure. I kept going with pastries, jars of chocolate sauce, slabs of cooked meat, and melted butter all disappearing into his stomach. He started groaning, but it sounded more pained than aroused. His shirt buttons started straining, the threads started to rip apart, and juices rolled down his chin and pooled around his moobs.
“Ump- thank you, sir -belch- thank you so-umph! *Gulp* for feeding me,” Duke’s breathing started getting short, the effort of eating starting to weigh on him. But I didn’t let up. I kept going, feeding him every bit of fattening junk I could get into him, like so many feedees in the past used to beg me to do. But now I was actually doing it!
“Fuck! You like that, fat boy? You like being stuffed to your limits?” I grabbed the last slice of cake I could find and forced it in Duke’s dirty mouth. Chocolate and crumbs dripped from his lips, but he worked to get as much of it he could inside him
“Mph!” The Duke whimpered behind his overfilled maw. God he was so hot, lying in the back of the cart, lard spilling out of every orifice it could, food covering his face and dripping onto his moobs and belly, and the buttons on his tight shirt looking fit to burst! I took a second to start rubbing his tight gut which gurgled in protest.
“There, there Piggy. I’m all out of food for you, but I was wanting for your buttons to pop,” I glared at the last things keeping his gut away from me. I needed them to burst. I need his belly to burst! In a rash decision fuelled by mind numbing arousal, I reached behind me and grabbed a large jar of beer. It looked a little flat, but I knew whatever was in there would fatten Duke up like an industrial hog. I yanked off the cork and lifted it to his mouth, Duke eyes widening in genuine surprise then blocked by the huge glass.
“Mmmm! Stphhh!!!” Duke yelled out in surprise as the drink slipped right past his lips and into his gut. His arms lifted to reach the glass before they stopped, as a creaking sound started to be heard. His eyes looked around wildly, thinking the cart was gonna break, but instead-
POP! POP! POP! Clank!
I stopped as the last gulp slipped down Duke’s throat as I felt something whizz by my face. I looked down and nearly came all over us both. His belly flew out of his shirt, seams splitting and buttons flying. Duke moaned in relief as his shirt flaps fell to the side of his globular gut, the top of which looked hard and red from the feast he just took in. The rest of it layed on top of his thighs, pale and soft.
“You actually did it! I didn’t think you had it in you, lardass. But I guess, by the size of you, I should’ve guessed you were as much of a gluttonous porker as you look.” I chuckled and beamed, taking in the Duke’s current state; panting, bloated, naked, and horny. In the dim lamp light I could see a trail of something wet dripping down Duke's thigh. I decided it was time and reached over to one of the drawers in the back wall. I rummaged around until I found a jar of oil. I glared down at the bloated hog underneath me and slowly poured some oil over the top of his belly. Duke shuddered at the cool feeling on his overstuffed gut. I put the jar back on the shelf and started to rub the oil over Duke’s stomach in slow circles.
“Oh, that feels good,” he moaned. I rubbed the oil over the red part of his bloat then down to his soft overhang. The oil pooled down into the folds of his thighs and fat pad, eliciting a hitched gasp from Duke. I kept going, coating his arms in the oil then moving down to his moobs. I made sure to slowly work closer and closer to his nipples, watching him get more excited the more I teased him. Then, I moved my hands back to the bloated top of his belly. Duke was about to say something before he was interrupted by a belch. I pushed into his belly a little, eliciting another one. I took in the smell of beer and chocolate as I moved in and started to lick his left nipple. The Duke let out a shuddering sigh as I sucked his moob into my mouth and worked it until it was fully erect before I moved over to the other one.
“God, you’re so hot!” I gasped after dropping Duke’s moob out of my mouth. ”I can’t get over just how fucking desperate you are.” With that, Duke put on a sheepish grin and reached out towards me. He grunted as he tried to reach me, his eyes obviously trained in the wet bulge in my underwear. I stood up right as Duke’s hand started getting close, a defeated sigh escaping his lips as he laid back again to rub his bloat, which still looked painful. Well, it’s now or never. I grinned wildly as I looked down at Duke while slowly reaching down to my waistband. His eyes widened as I started sliding my boxer briefs down, inch by inch. My cock bulged as the waistband slowly lowered further and further down, teasing the desperate merchant. Then I dropped them to the floor as my 8 inch cock, bulging with need, flung out in all its glory. In an instant, the look on Duke’s face twisted from pain to lust. His hands gravitated towards his moobs and gut as he started rubbing himself and shifting his body to lay on his side. I just watched in amusement as, just from looking at my dick, he collapsed into his overhang and started rocking back and forth to try and rub his fat up against his cock.
“Ha! You really think you're gonna cum like that? Oh, please, I didn’t even give you permission!” Duke looked up at me then down at his own body and gave a sad oink. I laughed as I walked over and laid down behind him. His backside was beautiful. Mountains of rolls and soft, plushy fat. I pushed up against it, needing to see all of him. He groaned and panted as I pushed himself over onto his bloated stomach. His enormous gut kept him from laying on his front, so I grabbed some pillows from the ground and propped underneath Duke’s head and moobs until he finally plopped down onto his belly.
“*Huff* Wha- *belch* Umph. What are you going to do to me, sir?” Duke whimpered. I could only smile as I got to see the glorious ass of the Duke. Two huge mounds of pure fat, littered with stretch marks. My eyes practically popped out of my head as I started drooling all over his ass. My mind could only handle so much as I shoved my head straight into his globular glutes. I closed my eyes as I stuck out my tongue and pushed further until I found his hole. Then I started licking furiously.
“Uhh! Ahh! Oh fuck! God, you like that don’t you!” I nodded and, without thinking, oinked. I didn’t even notice, his ass was so fucking hot! My cock started dripping and begging for attention which brought me back to reality. I yanked my head out and looked at the spit dripping out of his ass. I reached to my cock, gave it a yank, and pushed it in, forcing past his hole.
“Oooooh fuck! Ahh just like that, pig!” the Duke yelled out. I oinked again, a bit more aware of what I was doing. I was confused but my cock was throbbing so I didn’t pay it any mind. Then I felt a pressure against my ass. I didn’t bother to look behind me as I pulled my cock out a little then pushed it back in as hard as I could. The Duke kept moaning and oinking himself with a stupid grin and his toungue out. I pulled out and pushed in again and again, getting into the familiar rhythm of fucking. I couldn’t help but keep oinking as the pressure against my ass started getting stronger, as if something was trying to force its way into my asshole. I started panting harder as I felt something wet and solid start opening my hole then my eyes widened as I felt it pushing to me. Something is fucking me!
“Oh fuuuuck!” I went faster and faster, thrusting myself into Duke, sending his massive body rocking. His lard shook and jiggled as his fat started crashing into me and then back into himself. He was moaning and oinking the whole time. Something started pouring inside my ass when the mass rammed into me again. Whatever was spraying into me started going harder, making me feel bloated. But I didn’t care. The shaking lard of the Duke, his asshole around my cock, and his oinking made me so lightheaded and horny that feeling full just made me hornier. I could almost feel my belly expand as the ramming started going faster. I almost couldn’t take it. I started fucking Duke harder, eyes trained to his wobbling ass. The mass suddenly pushed hard, knocking me onto Duke’s back and rattling my prostate. I felt blubber wobbling underneath me, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body!
It went in and out so fast, I couldn’t even think with the massive amounts of pleasure my prostate being rammed gave me. I gripped the fat of his massive love handles and smashed my body into his. Duke’s ass started clenching around my dick as I pushed in; my cock and balls quaked as I started roaring. The mass in my ass then exploded and sent what felt like cum surging into me!
“FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!”
I came, hard. My body vibrated and went numb as my jizz started unloading into the Duke’s obese body and the mass in my hole started filling me up with cum. My insides started to ache as my belly started to swell and press up against Duke’s ass. I oinked as it finished and disappeared from inside me. I slowly pulled out of Duke with a pained sigh and panted as I turned over on my back only to come face to face with a massive mound. I looked down at myself and found my belly stretched bigger than it's ever been. I couldn’t see my cock or my feet from behind it.
“I- I’m fat!” Just saying those words out loud sent my cock into a frenzy with it becoming hard again.
“Oh Ethan, sir. Can you help me please?” I turned around to find Duke trying to push himself back off his belly. I reached over and pressed hard into his belly and helped Duke settle on his back. “Oh thank you. You’ve been so good to me sir.” His expression was shifting away from a submissive smile to a cheeky smirk, a knowing smirk. I looked down at my stomach, huge and bloated. He did this!
I lurched at him, pinning his arms against the wall. Duke yelped and looked up at me with a look of genuine surprise and unease. “What did you do to me?” My muscles clenched as he tried to push against me, but my arms didn’t budge. My gut was nearly pressed up against his face. He looked away and frowned. “I gave you what you wanted. Was I mistaken?”
“Fa-,” I couldn’t even finish saying the word I was so horny. Duke must’ve noticed since his face cracked a sly grin.
“You could have more, if you’d like~” He shifted further down into the pillow pile and bucked his hips as well as he could. I let go of his arms and leaned back. I was sitting between his huge thighs, with his cock head poking out of his fat pad, eager and dripping. It was so thick and wet, I had to taste it. I leaned forward, pushed his fat out of the way, and took the whole thing in my mouth. It was warm, covered in pre and sweat, and throbbing in my mouth. I expected the bitter saltiness of most chubs but instead was greeted by an overwhelming sweetness. Like I was sucking on sugar.
“Oh fuck! Oh yeah, boy! You suck good!” The Duke was moaning uncontrollably and oinking in between heavy breaths. He started shaking, sending his lard wobbling and hitting against my face, but that just made me hornier. I sucked harder, pulling my mouth across his shaft and making a pop sound when the bloated head let loose. Then I went back in and shoved my face as far into his blubber as I could, choking a bit on the thick cock. Then I heard a deafening noise between a groan and a squeal as cum started shooting into my mouth. But I was a good boy, a good pig and slurped it all down as fast as I could. I felt like I was swelling again and pulled away from Duke's dick in time to watch my belly swell out farther, hitting against my erect cock.
“Oh god! Oink! That was so good,” the Duke moaned as he laid back and rubbed his belly. I watched him move his hand around in circles across his apron of lard as I did the same to mine. I moved my hands across my hard belly and the softness underneath it, then I jiggled my huge thighs and then my ass. Then I gravitated to my raging boner. Then I looked up at the Duke. His face has shifted dramatically from a pleading look of submission to one of a hungry boar whose just bred his new fuck toy. I looked down at my body, bloated and fattened bigger than I've ever been. He did this to me, and he loves it. I brought my hand back down to my boner and gave it a few tugs. Then I stood up and leaned against Duke's belly again, sinking into his full belly.
“Ohoho, Is the chubby chaser hungry for more?” Duke growled. I responded by grabbing his wrists and pinning him against the wall again. But this time I scooted up to his moobs and slapped my cock against his double chin. I smirked as his jaw slowly opened with his tongue hanging out. His submissive gaze started to crack through his domineering facade as his face flushed and his belly gurgled.
“No. In fact, I think piggy here needs one last feeding!” I slammed my feet onto the ground, lifted myself up, and pushed my cock into his open, waiting mouth. He gagged as I pushed it in as much as I could, my eight inch monster colliding with the back of his throat. I pulled back out again and pushed back in lighter this Time as I didn't want him to throw up his dinner. Duke started sucking on my shaft and licking my head as I went in and out.
“Ah fuck! You like that, piggy? You like sucking on my cock?!” Duke moaned and coughed in response as my dick started moving inside his mouth faster. My legs started to quake when I felt my balls slapping his double chin and his moobs jiggling underneath my ass. I couldn’t help but oink. My belly was jiggling, my ass was slapping Duke’s moobs, and our bloated cheeks were wobbling in unison as I kept fucking his face. I oinked. Then I came.
“OH FUUU-OINK!!” I let go of his wrists and pushed deep into Duke’s face, loading my jizz deep into his throat and into his stuffed belly. My balls felt like they were exploding as I collapsed onto Duke, cum dribbling down his face and spraying on the both of us. I felt some fingers tease my asshole as I laid panting on Duke’s belly.
“That's such a good boy,” I cooed asI pulled out of his mouth and pinched his triple chin. Duke was gasping and palming his gut as the cum settled in his stomach making him feel near to bursting.
“That was fun, Ethan. Thank you, oink. God I’m going to be so fat in the morning…” he panted. I looked up to him, his face burning and his lips wet.
“Exactly, and tomorrow I’ll feed you even fatter!” I rutted into his belly, cum dribbling down his overhang. Duke chuckled and moved his hands over to my perky moobs, jiggling the bit of fat that’s grown there.
“It seems I’m not the only one who’s going to be bigger in the morning, porker~” Duke giggled while thumbing my nipples. I leaned back and gave my tight gut a slap. It was hard and covered in cum, but it still made the burgeoning fat in my body wobble. God it felt so good! “I can’t wait to see how much your belly will grow!” Duke moaned, rubbing his chubby fingers across my body. “I’ve always wanted to feed with someone like this…” I leaned up and kissed him, pushing my tongue up against his and licking his lips.
“Just as long as you remain the bigger pig. I’ve always wanted to fatten someone like this,” I cupped Duke’s face and rocked a bit, moving his blubber up and down. “Although, if we’re really gonna do this, you’ll end up completely immobile soon…” I felt his hips buck, pushing my moobs closer to his face. “How’ll you be my big, demanding feeder when you can’t even reach your own cock?” Duke’s eyes widened. I could see his blush crawl up to his face again as he opened his mouth to speak, but I leaned more forward, pushing my chest into his face. A tongue found its way to my left nipple and started sucking. “Yeah, you know just as well as I do that you’re too much of a needy glutton to pleasure yourself, and soon you’ll be too fat to move at all!” Duke didn’t respond, instead he started sucking harder. “Who will take care of me when I get to your size, hm?” Duke bit down on my erect nipple, sending shivers down my spine. “Ah fuck! You’re such a good pet!”
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
We both paused. Anxiety rushed through me at the sound of someone outside the cart. I leaned back, turned around, and climbed off the Duke as quietly as I could. That instinct from my younger years to hide my sexuality hit me like a truck as I reached for my clothes before I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked to see the Duke with his usual warm smile. He mouthed “leave it to me” before he turned to face the door of the small cart.
“I’m so sorry, but we’re closed at the moment. Please come back when I’m less occupied~” He reached over to me and pulled me into his belly, warming me up and quelling my unease. That is until the door burst open, sending a cold breeze and some snow blowing into the cart. A large silhouette appeared from the outside and climbed into the cart before shutting the door behind him. In the candle light I saw a tall, hugely built man with a goatee, hat, and dark circular glasses who was carrying two large jugs in his arms. He set them down with a large crash accompanied by a sloshing sound. I looked back up at him, then further down to see a huge erection pointed at me. Holy shit, he’s naked!
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Ethan Winters! Didn’t think that fatty here would be your type, hmm. A shame you got to him first, I was waiting so long just to have some fun with him!” He gave a dark smile and leaned against one of the tanks that came up to his hip. He looked familiar, and dangerous. Something in the back of my mind told me to run, but the hand of the Duke on my shoulder kept me still.
“Hmmm. Ethan, baby, I’d like you to meet Karl. Karl Heisenburg. One of the lords of this land.” Duke’s grip tightened and his voice became cold. His face, while smiling, didn’t feel welcoming anymore. “Who I don’t recall inviting tonight.” Karl grumbled and took off his glasses revealing his tired, blue eyes.
“Oh c’mon, Duke! After all the effort I just put in getting this slop to feed you with? I didn’t think you'd mind that I came a day early?” His eyes moved over to me, but there was no malice. The last time I saw him I almost died, but now he doesn’t seem to be interested in whatever he was doing then. Instead he glanced down at my bloated belly. He cracked a bit of a smile. “You’re fatter than I last saw you. Don’t tell me you two decided to fatten each other up without me?”
“Karl, remember that I’m capable of more than you know!” Duke spoke up, raising a ringed finger. “I don’t want any of Miranda’s business here, understand?” Karl just laughed.
“That bitch? Oh please, after what I’ve been doing, getting food for you all this time? Do you really think Ethan being here would change that? I wouldn’t jeopardize our arrangement because of something I don’t care about.” He sat down between the canisters of liquid, caressing one. “Besides, having two pigs is much better than just one. I’d love to see Ethan snack on this while I feed you.” Karl bit his lip while glancing over us like prey. He crawled on his hands and knees over to Duke, laying his head on his belly and caressing his thighs. “You know I don’t care about Miranda’s plan. You know I wouldn’t hurt anyone if I wasn't forced to. And you know I’d rather be here with you than out there with the lycans. You can trust me, I swear. I won’t do a single thing to Ethan he doesn’t like.” He looked at me with a smitten smirk. I looked up and down his muscled body, lingering on his dick. I leaned further into Duke and caressed his moob.
“Oh come on. Can we keep him? He’s such a cute feeder just waiting to help me fatten you up!” Karl seemed so much more relaxed, more himself almost. His smile was warm and his eyes glowed with lust. Despite what happened when we first met, I couldn’t help but feel comfortable around him, especially with the prospect of him helping fatten us up. Duke nervously glanced at Karl then me. Karl reached his arm around to me and landed it on my plump ass, giving it a few jiggles. I grinned and reached over to his huge cock, giving it a squeeze that made him moan. Duke’s features softened and a smile returned to his face.
“Alright boys. If you’re going to feed me you better start now before it gets too late. I need plenty of time to digest after all,” Duke nodded to the canisters. I stood up and grabbed the hose attached to the first one. I looked towards Karl, chiseled and pulsing with power and arousal, then to Duke, need and fat pumping his helplessly obese body, then down to my body, bloated and hungry for more. My dick was dripping again as I prepared to have the best night of my life.