Seokjin is a professional life coach. Or, what nobody knows, a very talented hypnotizer. His weekly sessions with a client, called Taehyung, are rough recently. Taehyung was going through a bad breakup and had started to gain a lot of weight.
So Seokjin decides to have a little fun and manipulate his client with 'power-words' in a way, that Taehyung doesn't notice. The life-coach conditions him through trance to eat and always be hungry and horny. When he is horny he needs to eat or can't cum.
When his stomach isn't filled he is hungry and needs it to always be burstingly full to be satisfied and not in pain. Taehyung starts to do this throughout the day but doesn't notice because of how Seokjin spoke the command through his trance.
When Taehyung keeps getting fatter and truly starts packing on the pounds, he panics and doesn't how what is happening, nor what to do. Seein as his life-coaches training doesn't help, Taehyung mentions to Seokjin that he is thinking about ending their weekly sessions for a while. Stopping that nonsense, Seokjin steps up his game creating the power-word 'pig-out' so that his client gets fatter faster without remembering a thing during their sessions. At least not until Seokjin says the magic words of 'Pig-In'. A very strong method to let the conciousness of his client be subdued and be taken over by the crafted persona the coach wants it to be.
After a few weeks of this and Taehyung continously ripping his seams, getting stuck in his chairs and being out of breath from waddling around his place, he has enough.
He calls in an urgent meeting with his life-coach and tells him that he wants to end their sessions. That he feels like Seokjin is not truly listening to his problems and that he hasn't given Taehyung the help he needs right now. That this will be their last session. He wants to quit.
While listening to the entire thing, Seokjin, as the sadisting asshole he is, just starts to grin and reveals that the weight gain of Taehyung's has to do with how the coach has conditioned him. He tells Taehyung in very great and horrendous detail all the things his client has done during 'pig-out' times throughout their weekly sessions for over a month now.
The more Seokjin speaks, the more horror is written all over Taehyungs face. He looks sickenly ashen and feels like throwing up. Gasping for air as he begins to panic when Seokjin is finished. Taehyung hates how nonchalantly his life-coach sits there in his chair, both hands crossed into each other while resting his chin on them on the table. Tahyung feels the anger rise and begins to yell at his life-coach that he will call the authorities and get the man arrested. That his actions surely must be illegal! That it's his body and not the coache's to do whatever he wants with it.
A few tears begin to prick at Taehyung's eyes as he keeps asking and sobbing 'WHY' and 'HOW' as well as 'TURN ME BACK'. When the second wave of anger takes him, Seokjin interrupts.
"So far I have only turned your inner pig on during our sessions and then turned it back off. Since you've been so rude and ungreatful to me I think it would be fun to see what, little pig-you will do if it has full control for more than just our little hourly session, don't you think?"
Taehyung is terrified, frantically shaking his head and trying to grab his mouse to end the online session. However, before he can manage, the coach says one simple word.
"Pig-Out"
Weeks later, Taehyung truly takes in the room for the first time. He is on the phone. Why is he on the phone? And who is he talking to? His chest feels tight and something heavy is laying on top of him which makes it hard to move. Skin coated in sweat, Taehyung feels fresh horror run through his body. On the other end of the line is his ex-life-coach.
"Welcome back Taehyung. How has your little vacation been inside of your own head? Your pig has done quite a good job while it took over for you. Have a look."
His eyes wander to the large mirror that's set up in front of his double bed. Since when did he have a double bed? What he sees makes him tremble in fear. In front of him lays a man, so absolutely massive that this has to be a dream. Taehyung is massive. He can barely recognize himself. Before he lost all of his memories during that last session he must have gained over 400 pounds. The weight that's pressing him to the bed is his own fat, lard of a blob body. He doesn't know if he can even get up anymore. What in the world has Seokjin done to him?
"Please. Please stop this." Taehyung sobs.
"Oh, but we've just started, honey~"
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Ehm, so... yeah. I told you my juices are back! I keep having good plot ideas and actually am writing them down. WooooW. My masterlist is gonna get so much longer lmaooo.
“I bought a scale after I noticed the pants I bought last month were already starting to get tight.” To emphasize, Jimin hooks a thumb in his waistband, where he has to dig a bit beneath a love handle that’s only been emphasized by eating and sitting. The tip of his thumb gets pinched tight between fabric and fat. “I’ve gained thirteen kilos since the doctor’s appointment where I got scolded for gaining ten.”
feedist kinktober prompts 6-10: jm's unintentional gaining gets... not so unintentional
I think I actually might have died and passed into a different realm of reality!
WHAT DO YOU FUCKING MEAN?! I NEED TO SEE HIS BELLY HANGING BETWEEN HIS OPENED PANTS RIGHT FUCKING NOW. 😭😭 And not Jungkook constantly encouraging him. I just know at the end of the trip, Jimin was whining about how much weight he put on while JK was just laughing at him, still as fit as the day he left. That boy can eat everything and gain nothing.
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Seokjin was chubby. That was a fact. It's been a fact for all his life now.
But he seemed to always want more. He always groped his own belly in front of the mirror, sad that it wasn't bigger than its size now. And he couldn't know why he wanted it so much, he didn't understand it.
He always ate a little too much during his meals to try and change his weight, to no avail. He didn't have that much money to spend on more food, his savings were tight. So he tried to be content at 234 pounds but he never was and doesn't think he'd be.
That was until he met Namjoon.
Namjoon was a friend of a friend whom he met at a party. He always felt anxious at these parties, mainly because it happened one too many times that someone would go up to him and say that it was sad he was fat since he had a pretty face. Seokjin knew they were stupid people but it made him feel bad anyways.
Namjoon was a gem. At that party, he went up to him and started the conversation. He talked about his interest and he listened intently as Seokjin told his. He never made the older feel less of himself. And he even complimented Seokjin's chubby cheeks, telling him it was cute. Overall, it was love at first sight for Seokjin.
It was after a long while that he got the guts to ask Namjoon out, and the younger said yes immediately with no hesitation. Seokjin was the happiest man alive at that moment.
They went out to eat sometimes but they mainly stayed at Namjoon's house (since he lived alone and didn't have a roommate like Seokjin did), where Namjoon let Seokjin order as much food as he wanted whenever they ordered take out. Seokjin wouldn't admit it but he took advantage of the situation to buy enough food for him to gain weight, always a little bit more each time.
Namjoon didn't seem to be disgusted by it, in fact he was always the one to push Seokjin to eat, saying it was important for him to stay healthy and eat well. Seokjin didn't think it would've worked out as well as it did.
RIght now, he stepped onto his scale and waited for the numbers to show up. 256 pounds , it read. Seokjin smiled big at that, he gained a lot more than he intended to. He took his belly which was folding over the hem of his pants and gauged the weight of it. He felt how softer he was, how jiggly it felt. It was a bliss.
He placed back his shirt that he’d lifted and watched at how small it appeared on him. It was almost too small to cover his belly and he knew that if he lifted his arms it’d just lift up and uncover a good chunk of it.
He ordered more food than he could pay for and waited impatiently until it arrived. When it did, he took all of it and set it on his coffee table in front of the TV and put on one of his favorite movies.
He was happy about it obviously but a voice at the back of his mind told him that Namjoon will slowly find him repulsive and he’ll abandon him like it had already happened before. His smile dropped slowly and he sighed, putting the hoodie he was wearing back on and going out of the bathroom.
It was his day off and he’d planned to rest and do nothing but watch TV all day but now he couldn’t stop thinking of Namjoon leaving him sooner or later and it made him spiral.
And what did he do best when spiraling? Eat.
But he didn’t pay attention to it at all. He just ate as much as he could without really thinking about it.
“Hey Joon-ah!”
And dang, as he leaned back because of the stomachache he was getting, he saw that polished off almost all of the food he bought. But what stunned him the most was how distended and tight his stomach looked, stretching the hoodie he was wearing. Suddenly, he felt like yeah, gaining was great, but this was better. He rubbed his belly for a while, pushing on it a bit to let burps out. After a long while, he got enough motivation to get up and clean the coffee table up, putting the small amount of leftovers in the fridge and throwing the packages away. Because of all the movements and walking, at some point he felt a breeze under his belly. He blushed and saw that his hoodie and shirt slipped up slowly without him noticing. He took the hem and pulled it down.
When he sat back down on his sofa, his phone rang beside him. He took it and saw that Namjoon was calling. He smiled and answered.
“Hi hyung, tell me is it okay if I come over?” Namjoon asked with a smile apparent in his voice.
“No no, I really want you to come here. You know I’m always happy to see you” Seokjin responded sincerely.
“Oh! Oh, well hum yeah, if you want. I was going to watch a movie” he said a bit nervously. Namjoon must’ve caught on to it because the concern in his tone now was obvious.
“Jin-hyung you know it’s okay if you want to say no, I won’t take it badly”
“Okay. great then” Namjon said with a smile. “See you in 5 minutes” he said before hanging up suddenly. Seokjin didn’t have time to question anything before his intercom rang. He laughed a bit and got up to open up to his lover. After doing so, something made him blanched up.
His stomach was still big and bloated from everything he ate, and there were not many ways to hide it. He quickly left the door open slightly and sat back down on his sofa, grabbing his blanket and wrapping himself around it. He took the remote and searched through random films on Netflix, playing nonchalant.
He heard a knock before hearing Namjoon speak up.
“Hyung? Can I enter? You left it unlocked. ” he asked from the doorway.
“Yes Joon-ah come in, I left it open for you. I’m searching for a movie, but I don't know what to choose.” Seokjin said with a small laugh, acting as if nothing was strategically calculated. He heard the door close and footsteps approaching him until he felt Namjoon back hug him from the back of the couch, burying his face in his neck. Seokjin smiled and put his hands on Namjoon’s.
“I missed you” the younger said before separating from the other to sit down beside him.
“Me too” Seokjin responded, looking at Namjoon in the eyes for the first time since he came in. Namjoon smiled at him and pecked him on the lips. Then settled his head on Seokjin’s shoulder.
"Hyung, I wanted to talk to you about something" Namjoon said after a moment.
Seokjin began to feel his anxiety go up. This is the end right? This is when Namyoon breaks up with him after being affectionate for the last time just to make him suffer more about what he'll never have anymore.
"Yeah?" he managed to croak out somewhat normally.
"How do you feel about your weight?" Namjoon asked as he straightened up to look at Seokjin in the eyes. The older wouldn't meet his though, he looked down at the blanket around him while he fiddled with it.
"How do you feel about my weight" he asked in response in a tiny voice.
"I don't want to make you uncomfortable hyung we don't have to talk about that" Namjoon said, seeing Seokjin's overall body language. "I hum… I just wanted to say that I like hum. Your weight. I mean, your appearance. Overall. And that I don't mind, quite the contrary, that yyyouuu have gained some more. Weight." the younger said awkwardly, blushing more and more as he spoke.
Seokjin's brain stopped working right there and then. He frowned and looked at Namjoon.
"What." is all he said.
Namjoon looked at his hands even more intently at that.
"If you find it weird just say so now so that we can finish this conversation quick" he said, still awkwardly.
"No Namjoon I just thought you were gonna break up with me for that reason, that I like, gained a bunch of weight lately. Didn't think you could be thinking otherwise." Seokjin gulped loudly. "And it doesn't bother me either. I mean, I prefer myself that way. So…" the older looked at Namjoon who was still looking at his hands and he hugged him.
Namjoon hugged him back instantly.
"I'm planning to gain more. Just so you know" Seokjin said silently near Namjoon's ear.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Could I help with that?" Namjoon asked.
"...sure" the older responded, kind of taken aback. They separated and looked at each other in the eyes. Seokjin smiled and leaned in to kiss him at the same time as Namjoon did.
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"Come on hyung we're gonna be late" Namjoon said from the bathroom.
They are supposed to get dinner out but Seokjin was facing a problem.
He couldn't button either his bigger pants or his biggest shirt.
He could be blaming it on the fact that he kept himself full for most of the day, but he knew he'd be wrong. He'd gained more than two hundred pounds in a span of a year, pushing briefly towards the 360 pounds mark. So it really wasn't entirely because his stomach was full.
He still tried to button his pants, but with all of the fat around him it was hard.
His arms got bigger, smooshed against his soft big belly as he tried to button it. They were almost bursting out of his sleeves.
His double chin made itself known as he looked down at the hole of his pants desperately, almost not seeing it because of his stomach. It was already hard to slip his pants on past his thighs which looked like sausage casings in his pants right now, even harder past his ass.
He panted, as it was almost a sport for him all that exertion to fit in his clothes. He gave up for a moment, letting his arms down and sighing.
He heard Namjoon come into the room.
"What's going on, why aren't you dressed up" he asked, walking towards Seokjin with a small laugh.
"It's too small, i can't button it" Seokjin responded with a small laugh too when he saw Namjoon blush at the view of his lover almost popping out of his clothes and the top of his pants stretch so apart he doesn't know why Seokjin was even trying to button it.
"Want me to help?" he asked before he thought of his words. He blushed a bit more but then Seokjin nodded, putting his hands on his hips.
"I don't see why not. You're strong, it could be helpful" the older said.
Namjoon nodded and he took the two sides of the pants and brought them together. As predicated, they were so far apart you couldn't even wish to button that.
So he asked Seokjin to suck it in, and then with a bit more of a struggle he was able to button it. It was straining so hard though it didn't look comfortable for Seokjin, but the younger didn't get time to ask if he was alright before the button popped off.
Both men looked at each other.
"Damn. Well I guess we'll have to eat at home" Seokjin said, rubbing his hand over the tiny indent the tight pants left on his waist. Namjoon just nodded dumbly, stealing a kiss on Seokjin's lips.
"That was hot" he said, grabbing onto Seokjin's love handles to keep him close. The older giggled.
"Jeez you can't stop can you. Could you help me with the shirt? I think it'll be easier to button than the pants. I wanna know if it's still wearable" the older asked.
Namjoon gulped but complied, thinking it was ironic to feel this hot while dressing his hyung up and not undressing him.
It was easier, though the buttons were straining a lot. Seokjin sighed when Namjoon was done, and both men heard a tiny creak sound when he did. Namjoon felt himself burn up.
"Okay, so… dinner at home" the older said, winking at Namjoon and walking, or more so waddling, towards their living room couch.
It was always the younger who chose what they'd order when they were eating at home, so he pulled his phone out and got to it.
When he opened the door later to the deliverer, he thinks that he might've gotten too excited. He bought way more food than he's ever done. He took the bags and deposited them in the entry, thanking the delivery man who wished him a good party. Namjoon blushed after he closed the door, but it wasn't from embarrassment.
He took two bags and brought them to the living room, Seokjin lifting his gaze from the TV to him then the bags he brought. Namjoon then picked up the other two, putting them beside the first bags and Seokjin looked at him with surprise in his eyes. They usually bought approximately three bags worth of food.
So when Namjoon went to pick up the final two bags, making it six in their coffee table, Seokjin was looking at him with his jaw dropped.
"Joonie I wouldn't be able to finish all that" he said, a bit nervous.
"It's okay if you don't, I think I just got too excited" Namjoon responded, laughing breathlessly before he put all the food out on the table. There really was a lot.
"I can see that. Come on, let's continue what we were watching on Netflix" Seokjin said as he reached for two big packets of fries to begin eating.
Namjoon put the series on and snuggled close to Seokjin, stealing some bites of the burgers he was eating and some of his fries sometimes. But at one point, when Seokjin had already demolished more than half of the food present, he had to lean back for his belly to feel less tight. Though his shirt wasn't helping, sounds of creaks were more and more frequent the more he ate, even more now as he downed his third big drink which stretched his belly visibly again. He finished it, burping at the end of it, but nothing happened.
Namjoon was watching him intently, and when he seemed to have decided to stop moving and just rub his belly, he had to ask.
"Are you okay?" He asked a bit worryingly. He didn't want his hyung to push himself too far because of him.
Seokjin looked at him with a tiny smile.
"Yeah I'm okay. It's just tiring to go back and forth to pick up the food…" he trailed off, looking elsewhere. "If only there was a solution for that" he said with a tone that indicated that there was an obvious one. Namjoon thought for about 2 seconds before getting the message.
"Do you… do you want me to feed you?" he asked shyly. Seokjin nodded, and that was all Namjoon needed.
He took one of the donut he bought and brought it to Seokjin's lips, and the older began eating.
The younger gave his food gently, slowly, until Seokjin told him to go faster. It was when Namjoon gave him his fifth donut that it happened.
A loud creak sound resonated and two buttons of Seokjin's shirt popped off, showing how huge he was with all the food he inhaled. Seokjin groaned at the freedom he felt now, there were some angry red marks on his belly. Namjoon rubbed Seokjin's now naked belly, pushing gently enough to bring burps out of Seokjin, making technically more space in his stomach.
In the end, Seokjin was able to finish everything thanks to Namjoon feeding him. All the other buttons of his shirt were now open and his girthy belly was now sagging against his thighs, huge enough that he had a hard time circling his arms around it. His belly was rock hard, rare with the amount of fat around it, but with what he ate it was normal.
"Imagine if you were as huge as that with an empty belly" Namjoon said fleetingly as he rubbed Seokjin's belly still.
"That's my dream…" Seokjin said.
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And he surpassed his dreams when he looked even bigger with an empty belly how. He got so huge he was struggling to fit in cars, chairs, doors. He got stuck in door frames more than once, in the rare times he walked during the day. He rarely got out, he mostly stayed home laying on the bed or on the couch.
His belly sagged now past the middle of his tree trunk thighs when he was standing up, now a huge pack of rolls one over the other. His arms got so fat that it couldn't get flushed against his side anymore. His thighs were so huge they had rolls in between them, making him struggle to walk properly. His neck disappeared into his fat chin, and his chubby cheeks were no joke. His ass was the second biggest thing on him after his gut, rotund and pillowy. There's a lot of stuff he can't do by himself now, but Namjoon was always there to help him.
Ever since the night when he burst out his pants and shirt, they had occasionally fancy dinners at home where Seokjin ate an absurd amount of food at once with the help of the younger while wearing clothes that were too small for him. Today was a day like that.
He wore and old button up that was struggling to keep closed and that was too short to cover his whole belly, and a pair of slacks that he couldn't button and that seemed to be dangerously stretching around his thighs. Namjoon watched him waddle slowly towards the couch.
"Hyung, we're not gonna eat there" he said. The older looked at him quizzically before going towards him and followed him towards the kitchen. Namjoon gestured towards a large chair with handles . In front of it was the kitchen table that was obviously filled with food. Seokjin looked at the chair then at Namjoon.
"I won't fit" he said. Namjoon shrugged.
"Try"
And so Seokjin did. He sat slowly on the chairs and felt the handles hit his thighs before his butt sat on the chair. After a bit more wiggling and putting on all his weight on his butt, he was able to sit on it. The handles were squishing his thighs and belly, now barely visible and they got swallowed by the fat of his body, but he was sat. And stuck, probably.
"See, you fit!" Namjoon said with a small laugh that Seokjin followed.
"Barely" the older said. Then, they heard the signature creaking sound of seams breaking. The pants Seokjin was wearing split open on the outside of his thighs squished in the chair.
Namjoon blushed at the same time as Seokjin did.
"I hum… I-I have another idea to try hyung, tell me if you're okay with it. It's okay if you don't want to" Namjoon said shyly, flustered at the fact that Seokjin already shredded his clothes before they started their ordeal.
"Lemme hear it"
"What… What if I feed you what we've got here and I decide when to stop?"
"Like, I basically don't do anything?" Seokjin clarified. Namjoon nodded, and Seokjin nodded back. "Good with me"
And the giddy smile Namjoon sent him back was worth it.
Namjoon took one of the multiple burgers he bought and brought it to Seokjin's lips. The older ate with vigor, like he had been starved for days before when in fact he'd been snacking all afternoon on chips and cookies. He ate ravenously as Namjoon forced him to eat more and quicker to get done with the 5 huge burgers he bought. That made a mess of sauce around his lips, now mixing with the icing of the big chocolate cake Namjoon was pushing I'm his mouth. When half the cake had been eaten, Namjoon made Seokjin drank milk which triggered three buttons of his shirt to all pop off at the same time in a loud noise. Namjoon rubbed Seokjin's belly before shaking it, seeing that it's still jiggling and telling his hungry hyung that that meant he hadn't eaten enough yet.
He shoved more food down Seokjin's throat, until he finished by making Seokjin gulp down a second liter of weight gain shake on top of all the food he force fed him. His belly was so huge it was sinking into the table now, even more so when Seokjin leaned back as much as he could. His belly was even more squished in the chair. It was painful. He looked massive, his belly taking most of the space in front of him.
When he finished drinking the weight gain shake he let out a string of burps to help with the stomach ache he was getting. He looked down at his now buttonless shirt with a sense of pride. All the buttons popped off one by one the more he ate.
"Such a good hog for me. I love you hyung"
"Me too Namjoon ah" Seokjin responded, panting. He let out more burps to release the tension inside his stomach. Namjoon rubbed his throbbing stomach and nodded ; it was stuffed enough. When he tried to wiggle it, it barely moved.
"Great. Let's get you up now" he said, extending his arms to help Seokjin up.
It would've already been hard to do with an empty belly, but even more so with a massively stuffed belly in the way. It took them 15 minutes to get Seokjin out of the chair. When they did, Seokjin instantly put his hanging stuffed belly on the table, making a plop sound, to relax and relieve the weight of it. He burps a little more, relieved at the easy feeling that came when he did so. He's never been so stuffed before.
Namjoon just looked at how huge his lover was, his profile showing how stretched and taunt his belly was. He approached him and put a hand under his belly, carrying the weight. It was so heavy.
"Let me help you walk to our bed" he said, and Seokjin nodded. They walked to their bed together, Namjoon carrying Seokjin's belly with one hand while the oldest waddled slowly instead of walking. He helped Seokjin sat down on their bed and waw, he was massive.
It hit Namjoon like a brick to see that his hyung took three fourth of the bed, legs spread to make way for his girthy belly that was sitting heavily on the bed between his thighs. He looked like a beached whale, with his shirt absent of buttons and his pants that split open. Speaking off, they creaked when Seokjin sat down again on the bed, and looked like the hole they created was bigger.
Seokjin was only still rubbing his belly, eyes closed as he let out burps and appreciate how huge he was, unaware that Namjoon was looking at him with the same amount of hunger he felt about food.
the three little pigs jin, taehyung and the youngest but fattest jungkook are a cute family. jin and tae always play at the meadow, they are going to do yoga with their friends or expand the security of their homes while the youngest little pig only eats and plays video games with a fragile wooden door. wolf jm is wandering around the forest while th and sj do pilates so far away but the little pig jk is in the middle of a big stuff when wolf jm knocks down the door
I am not new to writing fanfic, but I am new to writing this style. I hope you enjoy my little stories and feel free to share your thoughts and ideas with me. :)
Tags I will write:
Feedism
ABO/Mpreg
Stuffing/Overeating
Button Popping
Mutual Gaining
Force Feeding/Funnel Feeding
Tags I will not write:
Death Feederism
Immobility
SA/Non-con
Torture
Scat/Emeto
Vore
Feel free to send in asks for things you may want to know about my writing and interests! <3
Check out soft-bellied-tannies on AO3 to these stories there too! Some have bonus scenes and extra chapters!
SBT 20 Days of Chub: Jikook Edition on AO3
SBT Little Bites Collection Series on AO3
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✨ Master list ✨
The Heaviest of Sympathies - Vminkook ABO, chubby Taehyung/Jungkook
Happy = Plump - OT7 ABO, chubby Jin/Yoongi/Jimin
A Hefty Reunion - Taegiseok w/ minor Jikook, chubby Yoongi
Poorly Kept Secrets - Vminkook, chubby Taehyung
Noticing the Little Things - Jikook, chubby Jimin
Coping Together - Sopejikook, chubby Hobi
What A Nice Surprise - Namgiseok, chubby Namjoon
Funnel of Love (Pt. 1, Pt. 2) - Jikook, chubby Jungkook
Gaining Weight and Love (Pt. 1, Pt. 2) - Sopejikook, chubby Jimin/Jungkook
Embrace It, Don't Envy It - OT7 ABO w/ Jinmin focus, chubby Jin
Fulfilling Your Desire - Vmin, chubby Taehyung
Heavy Wagers - OT7 ABO, chubby Namjoon/Hoseok/Jungkook
The Occasional Gain (Pt. 1, Pt. 2) - Jikook, chubby Jimin
The Gift of Gain - OT7 Witch Coven, chubby Taehyung
Highs and Lows of the Gain - Jikook, chubby Jimin
Real Baby or Food Baby? - Jikook ABO, chubby Jimin
High Quantity Content - Jikook, chubby Jungkook
Putting the Big in Big Boss - OT7 ABO, chubby Yoongi
And They Were Roommates - Jikook, chubby Jungkook
The Heavy Weight of Healing - Jikook, chubby Jimin
Snack Conditioning - Namjin, chubby Namjoon
Hidden Beneath the Laces - Minimoni ABO, chubby Jimin
Hormonal Havoc - OT7 ABO, chubby Yoongi/Jimin
Weight of Perfection - Jikook ABO, chubby Jungkook
Baked With Love - OT7 ABO, chubby Jimin
Everyone's A Winner - Jikook, chubby Jungkook
Be Good and Pop Your Buttons - VMin, chubby Jimin
Metabolism Mismatch - Jikook, chubby Jimin
Our Big Ol’ Teddy Bear - Sopemin, chubby Yoongi
Gain Your Favor - Jikook, chubby Jimin
The Final Performance - Yoonmin, chubby Yoongi
Stop Thinking & Just Listen - Sope, chubby Yoongi
Fit to Fat and the Reverse - Yoonmin, chubby Yoongi
Date Night Debauchery - Sope, chubby Yoongi
A Dinner and Dessert Too Many - OT7, Jungkook focus
Always Check the Weight Limit - Sopemin, chubby Yoongi
Real Baby or Food Baby? Again? - Jikook, chubby Jimin
One Year Older and Another Size Up - OT7 ABO, chubby Jimin
Seokjin stared down at the younger, reaching his hands into his dark hair. Yoongi practically melts into his touch. Soft sounds fall out of his mouth.
Seokjin cooed, leaning down to kiss his head.
“My chubby kitten. Look at you… so needy and all you do is wait so prettily.”
Yoongi nods in response, grabbing Seokjin’s hand and pulling it to hold his face. He rests his softened cheek into Seokjin’s cupped hand, enjoying the warmth which radiates into his skin. Seokjin can’t help but smile, placing his other hand to the opposite side. He uses his thumbs to rub small circles on Yoongi’s cheeks, watching as a slight blush starts to rise.
Yoongi’s eyes meet his, tension from his body releasing.
“Hyung…” His voice is soft - speaking yearningly. “Work was so hard… M so hungry.”
Seokjin smiles, leaning down and kissing his head again.
“You mean.. staying at home while i worked was hard?” There’s no malice behind his words, just adoration for the shorter man.
Yoongi just nods his response, reaching up for a full embrace. Seokjin easily accepts. He sits next to him, pulling him close and holding him to his chest. He can feel Yoongi’s ears twitch against his chin, fluttering under each slow breath. Seokjin’s hands allow themselves to wander, grazing Yoongi’s soft skin and squeezing his pliant fat.
Yoongi mewls, pushing himself impossibly closer into Seokjin’s chest.
“Hyung..” He breathes out, “I love you..” His words trail off sleepily.. their previous silence wrapping them in sweet comfort.
“ I love you more Yoongi-ah.” Seokjin soothes, petting his hair. It elicits a soft yet deep purr from Yoongi’s chest.
