hello, platonic aventurine with an in-debt teen reader?
"Let me make you an offer, Friend"
Tags: Aventurine x Teen!Reader, Platonic, Mentor-Apprentice Relationship, Found Family, Protective Aventurine, Gambling Metaphors, Debt Repayment, Strategic Mind Games, Subtle Bonding, Hidden Emotions, Survival Tactics.
A/N: Why does this sound like me...? 😕 I need an Aventurine in my life to pay debts fr
Aventurine met you in a rather unconventional way—caught in a game of your own, albeit one where the stakes were dangerously high. You were attempting to negotiate your debt with some questionable IPC associates when he happened to stroll by. He watched the interaction with mild curiosity, and when you caught his eye, he gave a knowing smirk and intervened with his characteristic smoothness.
He’s intrigued by your situation, partly amused by the audacity of someone so young to get mixed up with IPC debts. He decides to help you—not out of pure kindness, but because he sees a bit of himself in your resilience and audacity. He “pays” off your debt as an investment, but he makes it clear this is not charity. His favor comes with strings, and he subtly suggests that you “owe him” now. But there’s something protective in the way he delivers this message, almost as if he's warding off others who might take advantage.
Despite his initial aloofness, Aventurine takes a strange liking to you and becomes a bit of a mentor, though he would never call himself that. Instead of lecturing, he offers advice in cryptic phrases, urging you to think five steps ahead in every decision. He teaches you the art of reading people, gauging their motives, and knowing when to bluff and when to hold back. There’s a thrill in the way he demonstrates this, turning ordinary interactions into high-stakes “games.”
Aventurine provides you with occasional tasks, small errands that allow him to gauge your talents. He lets you accompany him to upscale IPC events, knowing that exposure to this world of high-stakes deals and strategy is the best teacher. He’s a sharp observer, quickly noting your strengths and weaknesses, and he offers blunt advice when needed. While he maintains his enigmatic aura, he never allows you to get too close, reminding you in his own way that trust is earned—and rarely granted freely.
With time, Aventurine drops subtle hints about his own life philosophies. He talks about taking risks but always with a hidden safety net, teaching you how to survive in a world that might otherwise devour you. He tells you, with a shadow of seriousness, to never let anyone see how deeply they’ve cut you, reminding you that even vulnerability is a weapon when wielded correctly.
Aventurine’s protective side reveals itself whenever he suspects someone might try to exploit you. Though he doesn’t make a show of it, he’ll quietly “rearrange” circumstances to keep certain people away or to ensure you’re not drawn into IPC’s darker undercurrents. He’ll offer a calm warning with a smile, his eyes glinting, as he reminds you of the “price of trust.” You know that, while he claims your debt as his own, he’d sooner see you free from it than bound tighter.
Over time, your bond with Aventurine becomes something close to friendship, even if he’d never label it that way. While he maintains his air of mystery, there’s a camaraderie in the way he smirks when you catch onto his tricks or in the rare instances when he actually praises your progress. You share jokes—most at others' expense—and a silent understanding grows. Though his motives may remain unclear, you realize Aventurine has become an unexpected ally, guiding you with a peculiar mix of mentorship and care that only he could offer.
Aventurine is careful not to coddle or shelter you. Instead, he pushes you to stand on your own two feet, even as he watches over you. “No one else will hand you a chance,” he reminds you, “so make your own and gamble on it.” Eventually, he hints that he sees potential in you to one day challenge him in the art of strategy. And though he says it with his usual enigmatic tone, you sense a rare glimpse of pride behind his guarded gaze.
Vulnerable countries to pay record $22bn this year, mostly relating to loans issued under Xi Jinping’s belt and road initiative
The most vulnerable nations on Earth are facing a “tidal wave” of debt repayments as a Chinese lending boom starts to be called in, a new report has warned.
The analysis, published on Tuesday by Australian foreign policy thinktank the Lowy Institute, said that in 2025 the poorest 75 countries were on the hook for record high debt repayments US$22bn to China. The 75 nations’ debt formed the bulk of the total $35bn calculated by Lowy for 2025.
“Now, and for the rest of this decade, China will be more debt collector than banker to the developing world,” the report said.
The pressure to repay was putting strain on local funding for health and education as well as climate change mitigation.
“China’s lending has collapsed exactly when it is needed most, instead creating large net financial outflows when countries are already under intense economic pressure,” it said.
The loans were largely issued under President Xi Jinping’s signature belt and road initiative (BRI), a state-backed global infrastructure investment programme which has underwritten national projects from schools, bridges and hospitals to major roads and shipping and air ports.
The lending spree turned China into the largest supplier of bilateral loans, peaking with a total of more than $50bn in 2016 – more than all western creditors combined.
Over the past 20 years, China has become the largest lender in the Pacific. Now Tonga, Vanuatu and Samoa are spending some of the biggest sums in the world to repay debts to China, as a proportion of their GDP, according to Lowy Institute analysis. Tonga's annual debt repayments to China are nearly 4 per cent of its GDP — the third-highest level in the world. It's a rate that Lowy research associate Riley Duke calls "astronomically high". "On a global scale, it's really significant," he said. In Samoa, debt repayments to China are 2.6 per cent of GDP — the fourth-highest rate in the world — while Vanuatu's debt repayments (nearly 2 per cent) also put it in the top 10.
‘Pacific Island nations owe 'astronomical' debts to China. Can they repay?’, ABC
Even though it may be sad, many of us are starting to realize that student loans are not going to be paid off. Before the pandemmy I had over $16,355 in student loans. And like many others I didn’t receive a degree from the loans I took out. After talking with a neighbor and just thinking about my life. I decided to start paying them while they had no interest. I started paying off my debt in March. Keep in mind I am not a high earner (yet) and as of this day 6-15-23 I only have $6,957 left to pay off. I worked so much overtime. I didn’t buy new clothes. I don’t have a sugar daddy. I didn’t side hustle myself to death. I didn’t start a business. I didn’t scam anyone. I JUST WORKED MY 9-5. It was hard, but I will be done paying of my loans before September. I will be writing a post of how and why I decided to take this path. I may even start posting on TikTok. I want to be more open and I stepped away from this platform because I was struggling with some personal issues. Idk if anyone will read this, but if anyone does I want to just say, just start! Whether it’s student loans, taking charge of your health, making meaningful relationships. Just start you’ll mess up and when you do keep going. We’re all human, mess ups happen, and even giving up temporarily by taking breaks. But don’t don’t give up forever you got this! Till next time. Level Up on a Buck, but don’t stay stuck! >>>>> NEXT MANIFESTATION, OR MONEY GRAB?
Hello again 👋🏻 I am back with another story, I hope you guys like it.
While I was scrolling through Ao3 one night, I stumbled upon a very good chubby Jimin story, by jikookie2207, with a surprising element that I wasn’t prepared for. Amongst the angst of the story between Yoongi and Jimin, Jimin had fallen into a trap from another character. Though it was minimal in the story, you could see the hints of forced feederism, and once again I needed more. 😁
So I have once again used the ideas in this brilliant story and tweaked it to my own vision. The writer did an absolutely amazing job, and once again, if they want me to take this down for any reason, I absolutely will. I don’t want to cause any problems, but I did want to share my idea and this amazing story. This will be split into two once again, sorry. ☺️
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
It is a little long, but it is so very worth it. It sucked me right in for days, who needs sleep right.🥴 anyway this is my side of the story. It can be kinda confusing without the context, but you might be able to pick it up still.🤷🏻♀️ Also I changed Chanyeol’s name because he’s one of my Exo biases and it felt mean having him as the bad guy.
I didn’t put a title on this one because the original should take the credit, sorry. This one is once again a bit darker than the original too. I also added a bit of eproctophilia. It’s not much, because it’s my first time writing about it to see how I felt, but Yoongi does not have a problem with Jimin’s gas, he might actually like it. 😉
Warning ⚠️
Forced feeding, forced weight gain, degradation, implied non-con/rape, non-con drugging, burping and farting (eproctophilia).
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Jimin wasn't sure how he found himself in this situation. It had started off innocently enough. The boy seemed so nice and friendly. He said he only wanted to help too. Jimin was hesitant at first, but what could he do? He needed the help for his family.
The man had given him all that he had required, and not that it was a lot, it was still more than he could give back quickly. His family was about to go under with their finances, but with Jimin's deal, he had managed to earn the $10,000 that they needed to stay afloat.
Now however he had a debt over his head and it seemed like the man was more conniving than he had once thought.
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Jimin wasn't the smartest of the bunch, but he did know something about how people worked. He had always been very hesitant with getting to know people, because they couldn't be trusted. He never put himself out there and he never gave out information on his life, unless he trusted them, but with this man he had no choice.
His brothers were going under in debt. Their family's legacy was failing and he had to do something. He knew it would upset Jin and Namjoon to know that he had sold himself, but he couldn't find a better solution and Hyungmin had that solution.
Jimin had met him at a party he went to with his friends. He had accidentally got too drunk and started chatting with this man whom he'd never known before. Jimin had thought he was just a nice guy at that point, but didn't really see anything going further than that with him, but when he asked for Jimin's number, he decided it couldn't really do any harm.
Jimin was thankfully collected by a very grumpy Yoongi before he could do anything stupid and taken home, but they didn't know that the damage was already done.
Once Jimin had woke up, finally sober the next morning he received a phone call from an unknown number, and if it was anyone else, they would have ignored it, but Jimin was a curious boy, so he answered.
It turned out to be Hyungmin who requested to meet up with Jimin sometime for a coffee, saying he felt a connection with the boy.
Jimin was hesitant because he had never even had a date before. Never had anyone bothered to look at him as more than friend material and he had started to grow a deep self insecurity in him. Why would this man want to go out with him when there were so many other?
Jimin knew it had to be a trick, but the more Hyungmin convinced him that he really liked him, the more worn down Jimin got. He decided that he should at least give it a shot.
The man turned out to be really nice and kind and actually lovely to Jimin. He felt good about being with Hyungmin and so he let himself be free. He told him about himself and his problems and when Hyungmin offered to help him, he just couldn't say no.
Jimin was amazed by the genuinely nice man. He was handsome, came from a lot of money and seemed to really like him. The small boy didn't realise the trap that he was falling into.
So as went, Hyungmin offered Jimin the money he needed, and he only asked for something in return. The rich man set up a meeting with a lawyer, which did throw Jimin off but what can you do when dealing with money?
Jimin sat as the man explained everything in the contract that he was going to sign and then, he signed it. Just like that. Honestly he really should have at least read through it, but he was desperate and he trusted the man.
Jimin went home that night with the money his family needed and all of them were shocked and surprised. "How did you get this?" Jin asked, gawking at the little brother.
Jimin shrugged and told him not to worry, that he had it sorted, but that didn't help the eldest. "Jimin, where would you have gotten money like this from?" Namjoon asked, also nervous that his brother had done something illegal or dangerous.
Jimin told them not to worry and that he just got a loan, but that still didn't make them feel better. Eventually the boys decided to drop it for now and let the little brother go up to his room, thought Jin would call all of his brothers friends in the morning to see what they knew.
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Later that night Jimin got a message from Hyungmin, asking him to go out on a date. Jimin smiled and agreed, happy to go with the man to wherever. Jimin didn't mind the time they spent together. Even thought the contact stated that he needed to spend time with him whenever he called, Jimin didn't mind.
He got dressed up somewhat nicely and then made his way out, calling to his brother that he would be home later. The car was already there to pick him up so he just jumped in and off they went.
Hyungmin had taken Jimin to a very nice restaurant, very fancy, and Jimin smiled brightly, feeling very privileged to be in a place like this. "Thank you so much Hyungmin-ah, I'm very grateful." Jimin said as he took the older mans hand in his own.
Jimin and the man talked for a while until the waiter came. "Hi how's it going? My name is Yoongi and I'll be taking your order for tonight." The boy said and Jimin looked up, seeing his best friend standing before him.
"Oh Yoongi?" Jimin said with the smile on his face dropping a bit. He had forgotten that the elder worked here. "Jimin." Yoongi said with a short tone. Jimin assumed that maybe he was having a bad day.
"Good evening." Hyungmin smiled. "I would like a seared scotch fillet with the pepper sauce and roasted vegetables, and my date here will have the lasagna with a loaf of garlic bread on the side. I'll have a pinot noir and he'll have a large Coke."
Jimin looked at his date with surprise. They hadn't even spoken about food yet, not that Jimin didn't like what was ordered, but he wasn't sure he wanted that.
Hyungmin turned to him and smiled brightly, reaching over the table and holding his hand. "That's ok, right Jimin?" And the small boy melted at the smile. He nodded and gave a small smile back.
Yoongi watched the two, with fury in his eyes. He already didn't like whoever this guy was. "Jimin, are you ok with that? You don't even like Coke, and the meal is very big." He said to his friend, but Hyungmin cut in and told him that they would take the food away if Jimin couldn't eat it all.
Jimin blushed, unsure of what to do, but the nagging voice in the back of his head told him that he still owed Hyungmin money, he had to say on his good side. "It's fine Yoongi. Thank you." He smiled brightly at his best friend and Yoongi just sighed and then left.
The dinner was brought quickly, and Jimin found that Yoongi was right. The meal was very big, and he had an entire loaf of garlic bread to himself. Hyungmin watched as just started, eating small bites just to keep up his nice appearance.
"Come on Jimin-ah. I know you must be hungry. Don't worry about me." He said and shovelled in a mouthful to show the younger that it was ok to eat well. Jimin was still hesitant, but eventually gave in.
He had managed to eat half of the lasagna and three pieces of bread before he felt full. He put his knife and fork down, telling Hyungmin that he was done, but the older man raise a brow at him. "Really Jimin? I bought you that food as a gift? Do you not like it?"
Jimin's face flushed. He didn't want to be rude. He didn't mean to be rude, he was just full, and already more so than he would have liked. "Oh, I am very grateful, I just-"
His words were cut off by Hyungmin's. "It's a waste of money to leave it Jimin. You should eat more. Maybe that's why you are always low on money, if you waste food like this."
Jimin face went bright red with embarrassment. He didn't think it was wasting food, he was just full, but maybe it was. Maybe he had been throwing money around frivolously and spending it on stupid things that he just wastes. He couldn't do that to the man who leant him so much, what if he requested for Jimin to pay him back the money for the food too.
Jimin nodded quickly and took up the knife and fork again, shoving more food into his mouth. His tummy protested, but he didn't want to be scolded again for the waste. He heard Hyungmin tell him he was a good boy and suddenly he felt better for eating it.
Jimin managed to finished all the food, though his bloated belly was telling him he shouldn't have. He gasped, never in his life had he been this full. "Wow, good job Min." Hyungmin complimented and Jimin smiled lazily, suddenly feeling a bit fatigued.
He moved a hand down and rubbed his tummy, feeling the skin sore from the slight stretch. Jimin's eyes fluttered closed and only opened again when a small thud landed in front of him.
"Come on Min, you never even touched your Coke." Hyungmin smiled that bright smile and Jimin felt caught again. He wanted to say no, he didn't even like the drink, but it had already been poured and he didn't want the elder to think he was ungrateful again.
Jimin winced at the pain in his tummy as he sat forward and grabbed the big glass. He could have sworn that was the biggest cup of drink he'd seen ever in his life. It looked like it had to be a litre of soft drink in there.
"Come on." Hyungmin smiled and Jimin worked himself up to taking the first sip. He brought the cup to his mouth and tipped it, but a hand came over and held it there, forcing gulp after gulp down his throat until the whole drink was gone.
Jimin coughed and sputtered as the glass was taken off him and he looked over at the man. "Sorry Min. I didn't think you'd choke. Are you ok?" Hyungmin said with the most believable concern Jimin had ever heard.
Jimin's face softened slightly just hearing the worry and he nodded. "Yeah, I'm sorry. I wasn't expecting it and I don't really like Coke." He said with a few short breaths to try and catch up again. Hyungmin nodded and told him he wouldn't order Jimin a coke again.
If Jimin was thinking right, he would have noticed that the man didn't tell him he wouldn't force the drink down his throat again, he just promised it wouldn't be that drink, but Jimin wasn't thinking right. He just nodded, telling himself that this man cared for him and that he owed him money. He had to do this for his family.
Hyungmin smiled and then stuck his hand up and clicked a few times. Jimin was surprised by the rudeness of it and felt bad for his friend when Yoongi came over. "Yes?" He asked in the same short tone as before. "I'd like the bill please."
Yoongi nodded and turned around to get it. He returned in a moment with the little bill book and handed it over. The elder looked down at the table and his eyes widened. "Where did your left overs go?" He asked, turning to Jimin.
The small boy once again opened his mouth, but Hyungmin answered for him. "He ate them all. He was obviously more hungry than he thought." Hyungmin smiled at Jimin, but Jimin couldn't help but blush deeply, embarrassed.
He saw the look on Yoongi's face and knew that he had made a fool of himself. He looked like a pig, and for some reason that made him feel even worse when his friend knew about it. Jimin bit back his feelings and lowered his head.
"Thank you for your service, Mr-" Hyungmin paused waiting for Yoongi to answer, but he didn't, so he just moved on. "Well, Jimin and I will be going now. Come Min, let's get you home."
Jimin looked across to see Hyungmin holding a hand out for him and he took it with hesitation. Hyungmin came around the table and lifted Jimin out of his chair, which he didn't know before, but was actually very helpful.
He had eaten so much that it was causing him pain just to be standing. Jimin blushed as he looked down and saw his tummy's imprint against his shirt. He looked to Yoongi to apologise for everything, but when he opened his mouth a large burp came out instead.
Jimin was horrified and Yoongi looked at him with complete surprise. Hyungmin just chuckled and pulled him closer. "Sounds like you need a belly rub baby." He said. Jimin would have responded, but he was far to scared to open his mouth again, incase another burp shot out.
"Thank you for the dinner." Hyungmin called, escorting Jimin out of the restaurant, Jimin turning back to catch one final glance at his friend. He felt sad that he didn't even get to speak to Yoongi. He'd have to text him later and beg for forgiveness.
The rest of the night went by fine. Hyungmin just took Jimin back to his car and let him sit for a little while, while Jimin tried to digest everything that he had eaten. Hyungmin offered him a few belly rubs, but Jimin declined, far to embarrassed for that. Eventually Hyungmin just took him home.
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After that first date, Jimin had spoke with Yoongi and explained to him how absolutely appalled he was by his behaviour and he was sincerely sorry to the elder for being rude. Yoongi explained to him that it was ok, but he seemed to have a lot of questions about who the man was.
Jimin told him half of the truth, not wanting his friend to think poorly of him for selling himself like that, but thankfully Yoongi seemed to understand that it wasn't really a choice for Jimin, it was a necessity.
Jimin was grateful to the boy for understanding and decided that he would shout him lunch the next time they were at school together. Yoongi accepted and Jimin felt happy that his friend was so understanding.
The next day, however, a call came thought for Jimin. This time it was early in the morning and Hyungmin requested that he join him for breakfast. Jimin was anxious to accept after the last time, but he remembered that this was the deal until he could give him back the money he borrowed.
So Jimin got up and dressed, in some easy clothes that he would wear later to school and then headed out. His brothers questioned him again, but he just lied and told them he was going out with his friends.
Jimin had thought that the date the night before was just a one off, but once he got to breakfast and Hyungmin ordered him a large plate of pancakes, his suspicion started to creep in.
"You have to eat it Min. It was a lot of money. This place is expensive." Hyungmin said and Jimin's guilt built up again. He didn't want to eat the food, but as the older said, it was a lot of money.
Jimin shovelled mouthful after mouthful in, until the whole thing was gone, but once again he was stuffed to the brim. Jimin was groaning at the pain in his tummy, when Hyungmin smiled and told him how much of a good job he did.
Jimin was confused. The man always seemed to want to stuff him full. Why was he doing it? Was there something that Jimin didn't know about?
"You look so good Jimin. Gosh, I can't believe someone didn't snatch you up sooner." Hyungmin smiled as he watched the smaller boy rub his sore tummy. "How did I get so lucky with you."
Jimin fell for it too. The man seemed to really care about him. He was telling him how good he was being for him and that he was lucky to have him. How could Jimin let that go? No one else loved him like that.
But Jimin didn't know that the manipulation was already starting and he couldn't do anything about it. He was falling in deep, and soon he wouldn't be able to get out.
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A month of this, Jimin had endured. Every single meal of the day, Hyungmin called him to join him for food, or if he couldn't then he would send him food at school with a note that told him not to waste it, and Jimin never could.
He had forced the small boy to eat such huge portions every meal of the day, that Jimin's appetite had grown immensely. He now expected to eat that much every time he ate.
His body had really been affected by it, especially because he never got to eat anything healthy. It was always a big carb and fat loaded meal, that could probably feed a small family.
His face had rounded, chubby cheeks pushing out, his thighs had lost all of their definition and started to push together when he sat. His ass, became extra bubble like, making his back curve quite a bit as it stuck out, and his tummy had really swelled up.
His once lean middle now sagged over his pants waistband, spilling onto his lap when he sat down. Jimin was horrified at the changes in his body, but he couldn't stop seeing the man, who was stuffing him fat.
All of his friend and family were very concerned for him, asking him if he was ok, and where he was going to each time he left the house, but only one of them knew.
Jimin had realised that Hyungmin's favourite thing to do was to go to Yoongi's restaurant and stuff Jimin full of food, just so the elder boy could watch. Jimin wasn't even sure why Hyungmin had decided to pick on Yoongi like that? As if the boy cared, but he still did it every night.
Yoongi had tried to help Jimin by refusing to bring out his orders, but Hyungmin just complained to the manager and Yoongi was given a warning and was banned from serving the two again. Now he could only watch from afar while the man he hated the most filled his friend up against his will.
The real problem was that every time Jimin had finished something, Hyungmin would give him waves of love and affection, making the boy depended on the feelings he was receiving.
He would twist his words, insulting Jimin to bring down his self esteem, only to come in with nice words later like a knight in shining armour, and Jimin just ate it all up.
By the middle of the second month, Jimin had ballooned out quite a lot. His figure swelling out even more than before, his double chin now constant, his fingers turned into chubby sausages and his thighs rubbed together giving him chaffing.
His belly was bigger than he would have ever imagined for himself, rounding out, almost looking like he was expecting. The mean kids in school now asked him when he was due, making him feel even worse.
His friends tried to help, asking him what was going on, even staging an intervention for him at the local cafe that they all loved going to.
Jimin sat in the middle of his friends Taehyung and Hoseok, while Jungkook and Yoongi were in front of him, begging him to tell them what was wrong, but Jimin couldn't tell. He was far too embarrassed now.
He had let a man turn him into this against his will because he was too weak. He couldn't fight back because he owed a lot and now Jimin felt too humiliated to ask for help, so he turned to what now was his comfort.
He collected the big slice of cake, really it was two slices stuck together, that he had ordered when he came in and started munching on it, even after the 2 full English breakfasts he had eaten an hour ago.
Jimin ignored as the boys tried to talk to him, telling him they just wanted to help him, and continued to stuff his face until a loud pop echoed through the small room.
Jimin's eyes went wide as he looked down at himself, already knowing that everyone else was looking at him too. He saw the small black plastic now sitting on the floor a few feet away and he very nearly burst into tears.
He had just popped a button off in front of all his friends. He was mortified. They all looked at him with disgust, he knew it. They thought he was a pig who couldn't help himself.
"Shit Jimin, see what I mean. You're bursting out of your clothes." Yoongi said turning to the once small boy but stopped when he saw the tears in his eyes. He didn't want to make him cry, he just wanted him to trust him.
Jimin looked around at all of his friends faces and he just couldn't take it anymore. He knew they were trying to help, but there was no helping this. There was nothing they could do to help him, not unless they somehow managed to get the money.
He stood up abruptly, sending the chair behind him to the floor and smacking the table with his big belly on the way. He gave them all a sad and defeated look and then just stormed out, not once turning when they called his name.
Jimin didn't want to be judged by the people he loved anymore. He needed some space and so the next time they called he just didn't answer, and eventually they stopped.
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One day over a weekend, Hyungmin had demanded for Jimin to spend the night. Jimin was nervous as the older man had been getting a bit more touchy with him, but when he tried to decline, the older reminded him about the debt that was still to be paid.
So Jimin showed up early on the Friday afternoon, like promised. He had assumed that the man would push him into having sex with him but that wasn't the case. The next 24 hours were spent stuffing the poor kid till he was nearly comatose.
Before Jimin had even arrived, Hyungmin had order three whole pizzas for the younger to eat, already bloating Jimin out more, from the stuffing he had sent for his lunch. Jimin begged for him to stop and let him have some time, but for some reason the man was much more forceful today.
Jimin cried as each new slice was pushed into his mouth, forced to chew otherwise he wouldn't be able to breath. He finished all three in just over an hour and honestly he reckoned he would be full for the whole of the next day too, but that wasn't going to sit well with Hyungmin.
Once Jimin had been stuffed into a food coma Hyungmin took his opportunity to set up everything for the next day, thankfully Jimin slept right through it.
When he awoke in the morning, he found another big plate of pancakes, covered in butter and syrup, with extra sugar on top. Jimin nearly threw up just at the sight, but Hyungmin gave him no time to think, before he started to pile the food in again.
Jimin struggled against the chair he had now been tied to while he was asleep, but the restraints just made his wrists hurt.
At one point Jimin had thought it would have been better to just have sex with the guy, then at least he would get some pleasure out of it too.
Hyungmin continued to force feed him until Jimin was right on the brink of consciousness again. Hyungmin smiled at him, seeing how dopey it made him and then he started to strip him.
Jimin was far to full to even move to fight back. Any movement made his stomach ache horrendously so he avoided it all together, but that meant that he had to allow the man to strip him.
Jimin whimpered and cried with each touch, but he soon found that the man didn't want to violate him, or at least not yet, he wanted to see all of Jimin's fat on display.
The man groped and proded him in all areas that were over flowing with fat now. He seemed to love lifting up Jimin's belly and watching it fall into his lap, the ripples that appeared in the fat mesmerising him.
"Damn, I can't believe you've gotten so sexy." Hyungmin smiled at the boy. Jimin didn't even believe him anymore. He knew he wasn't sexy, but Hyungmin kept saying it.
Jimin was felt all over for a long time, until the elder decided that his stomach was soft enough again to add more food into it.
Jimin protested when he came over with a two litre bottle of coke, but with him being restrained, he could do nothing.
Hyungmin poured litres down Jimin's throat, going back three times for more two litre bottles. He filled Jimin with each one, watching how his stomach expanded now with the bubbly liquid.
Jimin felt absolutely horrible with all the bubbles inside him. He could feel the gas build up and bloat him even more, while he tried to let it out, but he just couldn't vomit it up.
"You're such a good boy for me Jimin. You always take everything I want. Make you my fat doll forever." Hyungmin rubbed the boys poor tummy, but it didn't seem to help Jimin really, it just made him want to burp, so he did.
A big belch left his mouth and he blushed furiously. Even after everything, he still felt so embarrassed about burping or any other normal body function. He really hated the moans that slipped from his lips as the elder rubbed his overstuffed belly.
Jimin whined louder as the more the gassy liquid sat in him, the more bloated and full he felt. He gagged a few times, but he could ever seem to get it back up.
"So good baby. Look at you all full and fat with coke. You're so perfect for me, I'll keep you like this all the time." Jimin didn't want to stay here any longer. He wanted to go home now, but Hyungmin had him until Sunday. He still had the rest of the day to suffer.
Jimin just cried as the rest of the day went by and he was stuffed more. 7 burgers, 5 large chips and even more soft drink. His belly had never been this big. It looked like he had swallowed a beach ball and it hurt, badly.
He was sure that his insides were bubbling too with the amount of stomach acid that was in him, trying it's very hardest to digest all the food that was forced into him.
It seemed like Hyungmin didn't want to let Jimin rest though, and the thing he had been dreading when he got here now seemed to be on the table.
Seeing as he already striped Jimin, he just ran his hands all over the small boys body, feeling his body, and fondling with each fat limb he could.
He squished together Jimin moobs, he rubbed harshly at his thighs, he groped his ass and when he finally decided to try something he unchained Jimin from the chair and moved him to the couch where he decided to do the dirty.
Jimin was very out of it at this point, but he still felt the fear of having sex against his will. He didn't want it, but the man continued to feel him up and down, playing with his jiggling body.
Thankfully for Jimin, he was very close to passing out, so when Hyungmin slipped his dick in his mouth and commanded for him to suck, he only gave a little before he fell back into unconsciousness.
Jimin only woke up again in the morning and by then everything was over. He was finally untied from the chair and he could move around somewhat freely.
He made quick work of collecting his things and headed to the door, struggling a little because of his still full tummy, his sore body and because he didn't want to make any noise and wake the man up.
Jimin managed to get to the curb and call a taxi before Hyungmin had even realised he was gone, at least that's what Jimin assumed. He entered the car and told him the address he wanted to go to.
Jimin was thankful that he still hadn't received anything from Hyungmin when he arrived at his destination. He took everything he had and then got out, making a b-line straight for the door.
He knocked frantically and was surprised that it didn't take long for it to open, seeing a very groggy Yoongi in front of him. "Jimin?" He asked confused.
He younger boy looked up and immediately let go of his tears, a loud sob escaping him as well. Yoongi's eyes widened as he saw the short boy burst into to tears and quickly pulled him in for a hug.
"Hey, what happened?" Yoongi asked as he looked at his friend, sob heartbrokenly. He really sounded horrible and it made Yoongi hurt too. "Is everything ok?"
Jimin sniffled as Yoongi lead him into the house, closing the door. "No it's not ok." Jimin cried. "I'm stuck in a mess and now I can't get out an-and it hurts."
Yoongi sat the boy down on the couch he had fallen asleep on the night before and used the blanket to wrap him up, knowing it comforted him. "What are you stuck in? You need to tell me so I can help you." Yoongi insisted.
Jimin looked him in the eyes and knew that he needed to come clean. He couldn't handle this by himself any longer. He needed his friends and family to help him get out of this deal, before it was too late.
"I-I made a d-deal with that g-guy I meant at the party, t-to help out my family's debt." Jimin said first, giving the background that was needed, so Yoongi understood. "I just thought that he could lend me the money and then I could pay him back, but he made me sign this contract that I have to spend time with him whenever he calls until I pay it back."
Yoongi sighed. That didn't sound good right off the bat. He felt annoyed that Jimin had been stupid enough to accept that, but more annoyed that someone had taken advantage of his stupid friend.
"H-he always calls me and makes me come over an-and then he makes me e-eat all this food. I don't even want to, b-but he always brings up the money a-and makes me feel bad." Jimin explained, his voice still faltering with each word.
"And you just let him?" Yoongi asked, but Jimin stared at him with anger. He didn't let him do it really, he tried to stop it, but Hyungmin was good at manipulating.
"I didn't let him, he forced me." Jimin cried again. "He made me go over for the night on Friday and he tied me to a chair and forced it all down my throat! He filled me up with coke until I passed out and then he raped me!"
Yoongi's eyes widened at his friend. That was definitely more serious than he thought. It wasn't just a little gaining of weight, his friend was being abused.
Yoongi shot up and looked down at Jimin with rage. "Where is he?" Yoongi demanded he tell him, but Jimin knew he would do something he'd regret.
"No yoongi, you can't!" He grabbed his hand and begged him to stay. "He's very dangerous and very rich. I have to give him the money back otherwise I can't get away, but I have only saved up $4000." Jimin's eyes pleaded with the boy not to leave.
Yoongi wanted to hurt the man, but if Jimin wanted him to stay, then he would. He slowly lowered back to the couch and wrapped his arms around the big boy. "I'm sorry Jimin. I could see that he was doing things to you that made you uncomfortable, but I didn't stop him." Yoongi felt guilty.
"You couldn't have done anything Hyung. I didn't tell you, and he's so good at making people think he's nice, but he's not. He's evil and I don't know if I can get away from him." Jimin said, his sobs coming back at the thought of being stuck with the man forever.
Yoongi cuddled him closer, trying to calm him down. He rubbed his back, but Jimin just let out a pained groan. "H-Hyung..." he whined. "H-he f-forced so much c-coke in me..."
He was very embarrassed to be talking about it with his friend, but he really did hurt and he wanted Yoongi to comfort him. "It hurts so m-much a-and he made me drink so much. I-I couldn't stop it."
Yoongi looked at the chubby boy who was back to sniffling to quiet his sobs. Yoongi only wanted him to be ok, and for him to not be hurting anymore, so he did the one thing he could think of that might relieve some of the pain.
He reached down and softly started to rub Jimin's swollen tummy. His hands glided so softly over the t-shirt that it even tickled Yoongi's hand. He looked up to see Jimin's mouth opened in surprise.
"O-oh Hyung." He gasped softly, instantly Jimin's felt goosebumps cover his body from the soft touch. It felt really good to him too. He wanted Yoongi to rub his belly forever.
"It does feel very hard Minnie. Maybe a belly rub will make you feel a bit better?" Yoongi asked, wondering where this sudden courage came from. He was surprised with himself, but he couldn't stop, Jimin seemed to like it too.
Jimin closed his eyes as Yoongi continued and didn't even flinch when the elder lifted his shirt up to get access at the skin. He just reached down and grabbed the fabric, to keep it out of Yoongi's way.
Yoongi blushed as his fingers now grazed the bare skin. He could see red and angry looking stretch marks starting to form on the youngers middle, obviously where he had grown too big, too quickly. It made Yoongi a little hot to think about really.
"Mmm, Hyung, I...I think-" the second Yoongi had started rubbing Jimin's middle, he could feel his tummy bubble with anxiety, making the left over soft drink in him come back to life and suddenly he had to relieve the gas that had been building up in him.
Jimin blushed furiously as his sentence was cut off by a big burp and he shot his eyes open to look at Yoongi, horrified of what he would think. "O-oh my god, I'm s-so sorry." Jimin scrambled to plead for forgiveness, but Yoongi didn't seem to mind.
"It's ok Jimin-ah, I understand. Coke makes people gassy and I know it makes you feel even worse." Yoongi did blush a bit at hearing the boy burp, but he didn't find it disgusting. In fact he found it oddly hot. He wanted it to happen again.
So Yoongi continued to rub Jimin's stomach, pushing down softly to make the bubbles come up, making Jimin burp more. He loved the soft little moans that escaped the boys lips every time he did, as if he was just that bit more comfortable with the air getting let out of his belly.
Yoongi might have over done it though, because with the next push, a bit harder than all the rest, Jimin couldn't seem to let the air out his mouth and a big fart left the stuffed boy.
Jimin gasped at his sudden flatulence and quickly moved his hands to cover his face, bursting into tears again. "Oh my god." He wailed, dying of embarrassment.
Yoongi was not expecting that, but he figured that if the soft burps helped, then surely the farting did 10 times better. He wasn't at all fazed and quickly comforted Jimin again, reassuring him that he didn't care.
"I'm such a pig now Yoongi. I can't even control myself anymore." Jimin wept. "I hate myself and everything that's happened to me. I just wanted to help." Yoongi hurt with the youngers words. He hated listening to him talk that way.
"Jimin, you are not a pig. You are beautiful, even if you can't see it yet. You only did what you had to and this man has taken advantage of you. You shouldn't feel bad at all." Yoongi made sure to sound very serious, to let Jimin know it was true.
"B-but Hyung..." Jimin looked up, but a dial tone cut him off. He froze and looked down, seeing his phone vibrating in his pocket. He just knew who it was and he was terrified. "Oh no." He choked.
Yoongi quickly dug a hand onto Jimin's pants, seeing that the boy wasn't going to get it, and pulled the phone out, looking at the caller. 'Hyungmin' it said and Yoongi's brows furrowed in anger.
"P-please Hyung, you have to help me." Jimin cried. "I can't go back to him. He hurts me and I can't take it anymore, I don't want to be fat." The boy wailed on the couch, tears streaking his whole chubby cheeks, with the tears rolling down his double chin and into the little fold that was starting to grow under his face.
Yoongi wouldn't let Jimin go back to him. He would rather die, so he did what he could. He hung the phone up, hoping that ignoring it would fix things, but when it called again he realised that this man was insistent on getting to the chubby boy.
Yoongi sighed, knowing he had to come up with a plan, but he didn't know what, and the more he sat here with Jimin in his house, the more angry he felt at Hyungmin. He needed to do something to this guy and he needed to do it now.
Yoongi looked down at Jimin and knew that he couldn't come along. If Yoongi was going to go confront this man, then he couldn't have Jimin with him. He'd need to get him somewhere safe. "Ok Jimin-ah, I'm going to go talk to this guy, I'll need his address from you."
Jimin's face paled slightly. He didn't want Yoongi to do something stupid because of him. "No hyung, please don't go. He's a nut case and I don't want you to get hurt because of me." Jimin begged the elder but Yoongi was set on it.
"I won't do anything bad Min, I'm just gonna talk to him. I need the address though and then you need to go home, Seokjin Hyung and Namjoon-ah should protect you." Yoongi wouldn't take no for an answer and so Jimin eventually gave him the address.
Yoongi set Jimin up with another taxi, making sure the man was trustworthy with his friend and then sent Jimin on his way, hoping he would stay at home and not come looking for him.
Yoongi waved Jimin goodbye and then went down to his own car. He quickly typed the address into the phone and began on his way, making an important pit stop first though. He needed to make sure everything was going to go right.
It took Yoongi close to an hour before he even got to the mans building. He used the buzzer and called a neighbour telling them that he didn't know what floor his friend was on. The stupidly believed him and up he went. Things were looking good for Yoongi until he knocked on the door.
The place was silent, not even a clock could be heard and for a moment he thought that Jimin had given him the wrong address. He tried again and then another time, wasting probably another 5-10 minutes wondering if maybe he was busy and just needed a moment.
Only after a loud banging on the door from Yoongi, did the neighbour step out from his own unit and turn to the boy. "Excuse me?" He asked and Yoongi turned around.
"Oh sir, I'm sorry to bother you, but is this Hyungmin's unit?" Yoongi asked, kinda in a hurry. He just wanted to settle this and get it over with.
"Yes it is, but Hyungmin's gone out for the day. I saw him leave this morning, why?" Yoongi's heart dropped with unknown panic. He had a bad feeling now.
"Oh, well I'm a friend of a friend and I was just returning what is his, but I'll have to come back." Yoongi smiled, hoping not to be any more suspicious. The man nodded, seeming to accept Yoongi's excuse and Yoongi made a run for it, getting out as quickly as he could after that.
He sighed in annoyance when he phone rang. He quickly dug it out and saw it was Jimin. Another pit in his tummy and he answered with haste. "Jimin?" He asked and could already hear the boys voice shaking on the phone.
"Yoongi! Please help me! He's here!" Jimin cried and then Yoongi heard a loud crash and the phone call end. Yoongi's blood went cold as he stood in shock for a moment, until he registered that he couldn't pause, not even for a moment.
Yoongi growled loudly and bolted to his car, immediately making his way to Jimin, definitely collecting speeding tickets on the way, but he didn't care. His friend needed him.
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Jimin arrived home fairly quickly as his house wasn't very far from Yoongi's. He thanked the driver and collected his things before heading to his house. "Hyung's! I'm home!" He called to his brothers, figuring they were probably a little worried as to where he was, but he got no reply back.
He frowned because it was odd for them to both be out on a Sunday. Normally they reserved Sunday's for family day, but Jimin supposed that maybe they wanted some time to themselves. He sighed and then went to the living room, just about to sit on the couch when the doorbell rang.
He furrowed his brows, confused as to who that could be, but went to check anyway. He opened the door with a nice polite smile, only to have it fall seconds later. "H-Hyungmin?" He stared at the man, voice shaking in fear.
"Oh Jimin. Why did you run off so quick this morning? We haven't finished our plans." He said with the same smirk that he always did and Jimin's heart skipped a beat.
He tried to quickly close the door on the man, but it seemed that Hyungmin was far to strong. He pushed against Jimin making him fall over into the house, allowing Hyungmin to come inside. Jimin trembled as he watched the man close the door.
"What's wrong Minnie? You look like you're scared of something?" Jimin whimpered at the man using his nickname. It felt dirty, like he was ruining something pure.
"I don't want to see you anymore." Jimin managed to get the words out, he wanted to be strong. "I don't want you here." They were very quiet though. He looked up with tears just about to fall over his eyelids.
Hyungmin chuckled. "Well Jimin, you might not want me here, but you still owe me an awful lot of money, and the contract that you signed let's me stay here until I am fully reimbursed."
It was true and Jimin knew it. He couldn't do anything while he still own Hyungmin money because of that stupid contract. He wished he'd never even signed it.
"Now, come on, I bet your starving. You haven't eaten properly for what, 6 hours. Well I'll fix that." He grabbed Jimin, dragging him further into the house.
Jimin screamed for help, trying to fight back but the man was definitely stronger than he was now. He just picked Jimin up and threw him on the couch, making quick work of pulling out a syringe of something.
Jimin thought it might have been a sleeping drug or something, but it was worse. "It will just paralyse you. I want you to be awake for this." Hyungmin smiled as he injected the chubby boy.
Jimin couldn't hold back his tears any longer, and began to sob, as the drug took effect, making him lose all movement in his limbs.
Hyungmin waited for a moment to make sure Jimin was truely stuck and then left out to his car, getting bags upon bags of things. Jimin could tell they were full of food and more soft drink.
Once he'd brought all six bags in, he moved back to the living room, not wanting to waste anymore time, not stuffing the boy full. "Get ready Min, your gonna be so round after this you won't be able to move even without the drug."
Jimin forced his mouth shut, refusing to allow the man to stuff any more food into him, he knew that Hyungmin would just hold his nose and he'd be forced to open up, but it was the resistance he wanted. A sign that he would not give in willingly.
"Say Ah." Hyungmin brought up a slice of pizza to Jimin's mouth, doing exactly as he knew he would, and forcing the slice in when Jimin had to gasp from lack of oxygen.
Jimin moaned and groaned with each piece of food shoved into him, but he was actually starting to feel hungry and his mouth watered, so his body naturally began to chew, betraying him again.
"See Jimin. You love being my fat boy. You do it so well too. Why don't you just give in and stay my dumb little pig?" Hyungmin smiled. He loved breaking the younger down, it made him feel powerful.
Jimin felt the tears swell in his eyes, but he couldn't say anything, not while the food kept getting shoved down his throat. He just ate and ate, his body used to it now.
Hyungmin wanted make quick work of this though, because he know that Jimin's brothers could come home at any minute and he didn't want to be caught like this. He planned of persuading the brothers to let him have Jimin, so he could control the boy forever.
He doubled up every slice of pizza, making Jimin eat through the whole four boxes in just 15 minutes. He was astounded that the boy had even kept up, but he didn't really leave room for Jimin to argue anyway.
Once the pizza finished and Jimin had a small break while Hyungmin went over to get more food, he tried to move his body, hoping that the drug wouldn't last long. He found that if he worked really hard, he could move his finger a little, but not more than that, but he continued to work on it.
When Hyungmin came back over, Jimin dreaded the next feast. He had what looked to be 10 tubs of ice cream of all different flavours and unfortunately, they weren't the 1 litre, they were the 2 litre ones.
"I kept these out of the fridge just so it will be easier for you Min. Aren't I thoughtful." He laughed, knowing the answer Jimin would give. He just opened the first tub and lifted it to Jimin's lips.
Jimin let his tears fall more as he gulped down each litre of ice cream, knowing that he would be reaching his limit soon, however the thing that scared him the most, was that he didn't feel full at all yet. The drug making it that he didn't know when his stomach was too stuffed.
Another twenty minutes and Jimin had downed 8 of the ten tubs. His belly was rock hard, so stuffed full, yet he couldn't even feel it. Hyungmin just kept going anyway, so it didn't matter if he could feel it or not.
"Wow, look at your tummy." He said bringing the next over. "I reckon by the end of this stuffing, it'll cover half of your lap." Hyungmin smiled, but Jimin wanted to vomit.
That couldn't be the case, his belly wasn't even close to that big! How much had he been stuffed for that to be! Jimin felt sick thinking about it.
"I know by the time you digest all of this it will stick to that fat ass of yours too. Make those thigh push together more. Have you waddling around each time you walk." Jimin hated when he talked like this. He felt so embarrassed about his body when Hyungmin would describe how fat he'd gotten.
"I'm gonna make sure you can't even walk by the time I'm done with you. You'll be too big to make it through the door. Your fat ass getting stuck, begging me to push you out. Maybe I'll leave you there and you can swell around the doorway till it gives out." Hyungmin shivered at the though.
Jimin shook his head. This guy was a total nutcase. He couldn't let Hyungmin turn him into that. He never wanted to be like that, never, but he just gulped down the next tub of ice cream.
"You'll come to love it Jiminie. I've got enough money to keep you feed and full forever. Why don't you just trust me and let it go?" Hyungmin sighed as Jimin finished the last tub.
"Because I don't want to be fat! I don't like you and I want to be normal again." Jimin was so angry that he nearly didn't notice that he could scrunch his fist into a ball now, but he did notice. He concealed his surprise and tried to act normal.
Hyungmin sighed and got up. "Well then I'll just have to keep going until you do want it." He moved back away from Jimin and collected the next things to feed the boy.
Jimin took this as his opportunity though and reached into his pocket with a lot of strength. It took twice the effort to get his body to do what he wanted with the drug still in him, but it was wearing off much quicker than he though.
He pulled his phone out and quickly dialed Yoongi, hoping that he would be quick. He needed to be discreet about it, but if he could get Yoongi here by any means then that's what he would do.
So far was successful for Jimin and he raised the phone to his ear. It rang through for a few seconds and then he heard it pick up.
Unfortunately for Jimin, Hyungmin picked right then to turn around and check on the boy. The elder man saw Jimin with the phone to his ear and growled loudly.
Jimin panicked and screamed through the phone for the boy to help him. Jimin heard Yoongi's breaths become jaggard in worry but then the phone was ripped from his hands.
Jimin tried to fight, but with his body still unable to do much, he just managed to throw himself across the couch, letting the man have his phone. Jimin screamed loudly, knowing he had just fucked up his one chance, and now he would pay the price.
Hyungmin glared at the fat boy, burning holes into him. He didn't care for niceties now. He just wanted to make sure the boy was hurt, he was going to stuff him so full, he'd be sore for a week. "You've just signed your fate kid."
