#fat!derek

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Derek and Stiles trying to cuddle but both their stomachs are so large and in the way the most their hands can reach is the apex of each other’s bellies.

I love this. Two of them more or less smashing blubber together. There's not an easy position to be in. Even side by side, their rear ends are wide enough to put some distance between them. Hugging is impossible, they're groping at each other's bellies because they can't reach further. Everything they do it an effort to around the sizes. In the bedroom trying to figure out positions and maneuvers that still work with their sizes. In the kitchen trying not to bump into each other or completely block the way. Hallways of their house have become one way only - Derek will have to back up or step into another room to let Stiles pass. They'd be lying if they said it bothered them. Annoyance? Sometimes Arousing? Always.

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Derek breaking a chair after a particularly filling dinner. Instead of helping him up off the floor, Stiles sits in what little remains of Derek's lap and plays with his flabby stomach. Stiles teases Derek for how big he has gotten and how he probably can't see him since his stomach is in the way all while Derek grumbles but enjoys the attention.

"Told you." "You said 'that chair looks a little unsteady'," Derek grumbles, "you didn't mention it was cracking." "The weight limit is 350!" "Those are never right. We've had this chair for years." "Yeah, and you've been testing your luck with it. I think we should write the company a letter to tell them it's amazing the chair supported 100pounds over the weight limit for as long as it did." Derek doesn't say anything to that. "Are you going to help me up?" "But I'm comfortable here," Stiles whines. He could amuse himself playing with Derek's belly for hours. There's just...so much more than there used to be. Enough to squeeze handfuls. Use both hands to lift it and watch it fall back into his lap with a rippling wobble. Stiles will grab at his lower belly, put a thumb into his belly button to see how deep it's gotten. He has every inch of Derek committed to memory- so he can tell when Derek gains another few inches. "Can you at least hand me my plate?" Stiles laughs. "I don't think you need more food, Der. You might have to eat on the sofa from now on." He still hands Derek the plate. Then goes and gets dessert and feeds it to Derek while he's on the ground...no point risking another chair!

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A concept I really enjoy is a character enjoying their partner’s cooking so much that even when they’re stuffed to the point it almost hurts, if their partner brings out one more dish they’re willing to somehow make room and stuff it down as well. A 500 pound Derek sitting in a special booth in Stiles’ bakery with a movable table, stuffed after a full day spent grazing on all of Stiles’ offerings. He is groaning, trying to stifle burps behind his fist, and rubbing what little part of his huge stomach he can still reach, but then Stiles walks in with a whole cake since he’s testing out a new flavor and places it in front of Derek. Derek tells Stiles he has no more room and Stiles tells him to just try a little and what isn’t finished can be boxed up knowing Derek will lick that plate clean despite everything he already ate today.

Yes!! Derek is doomed from the first date. Stiles loves to cook. Tells Derek about all the Polish recipes he has from his mother, passed down for generations. How it means so much to him, that he and his dad never had much money for fancy gifts but food? They could always show their love with a good meal. After something like that? How is Derek supposed to turn down anything Stiles offers him. Their date ends with Derek sneaking off to the bathroom to loosen his belt because DAMN the pierogis were good, but Derek didn't really need thirds. But he never stops. Doesn't tell Stiles at any point during their relationship he's doing it to be polite, and eventually doesn't care. Stiles likes to cook. Derek likes to eat. Ever single pound he's put on is because of Stiles and his addicting pastries and Derek's inability to say "no, I'm too full" and actually mean it. It would be easier to do if Stiles was a terrible cook. But Derek knows everything is amazing. The cake? It's too good to have only one bite. No matter how much he's just eaten, Derek will find a way to keep going. Unbutton his pants. Take a few breaks to rub his belly like he can will his stomach to make some more room. Tell himself "just one more bite" even though he has half a cake to go. Even when it starts feeling like each forkful is heavier and heavier, each mouthful bigger and bigger. The reward is worth it. For Stiles to come back and see the plate clean, Derek groaning, leaning back in the booth, both hands rubbing his immense stomach, barely able to think or speak or breath because he's so full. "S' so good."

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Through some sort of supernatural shenanigans Stiles and Derek wind up possessed by some old/pagan gods. One god can be of harvests and bounties, and the other can be of indulgence and excess(preferably Derek).

So Stiles can essentially manifest a feast in an instant while Derek can consume it just as fast. Of course this leads to the latter reaching some truly ‘god-like’ proportions.

At first it's accidental. Stiles keeps creating feasts - stuck with so much food that will go to waste, since Stiles' power doesn't seem able to keep that food fresh - Derek ends up eating most of it. Beacon Hills slowly accepts they're a town with 2 gods. It's not too bad - Stiles has solved food shortages. No one goes hungry. Stiles stops by the the food banks and the shelters and there's a guaranteed hot meal for everyone who needs it. It takes them longer to figure out what's up with Derek. But eventually Stiles and the town figure it out. He stops by the police station with donuts for the Sheriff- and the next day a clue in a 50 year old cold case is found. Derek's next door neighbor offers him a plate of cookies- the next day her business sees a strange influx of customers. So the entire town picks up if they feed Derek? They get an excess of wealth! Which slowly morphs and changes to Derek always eating. People bring him food. Stiles keeps creating feasts. As long as Derek is well fed, the town is thriving! Enough money to build Derek essential a temple, because he's slowly becoming a town of his own...

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Derek pinning Stiles to the wall after one too many comments on his recent weight gain. Stiles is stunned to silence for once as his mind has gone completely blank from feeling Derek’s stomach envelop his torso entirely and pin him completely against the wall like a heated and very, very heavy weighted blanket.

Stiles' brain offers 2 useless thoughts. 1) He's gained more than I thought and 2) dear god I need him on top of me So in the long, long pause it takes for him to come up with a thought, the best he has is "Okay, I'm sorry. I was wrong - you're clearly big enough for my 600lb Life. Need help with your application?" That earns him another growl and the usual "Do you ever shut up, Stiles." Which- no, he doesn't. He has a million comments on Derek's enormous weight gain. "How many people did you eat?" "Is this what happens to werewolves before they hibernate?" "Where do you even get jeans in that size?" "Were you trying to go running again? I thought I felt tremors." But right, all he can focus on how close Derek is. On how much weight he has pressing against Stiles. So Stiles, accepting it might be the last decision of his life, but wow would it be worth the risk - reaches both hands out, rests them on Derek's love handles, right where his shirt has started to rise up, and squeezes. The growling in his ear stops. There's no fangs. Instead Derek pushes harder into him, like he's encouraging Stiles to continue. Don't need to tell him twice. He starts kneading Derek's gut like dough. Grabbing at his back rolls, then tracing them to were they wrap around to the front of his bulbous belly. He's a little obsessed. Gives Derek all of his thoughts while he's doing it. "There's so much of you now. I couldn't believe it when I came back and saw how fucking fat you were. You've gotten huge, Derek. Look at all this. Can't even get my arms around you, jesus, what happened? Were you trying to get this fat? Eat the bakery out of town or something?" Derek just groans. Stiles ends up rutting against what he thought was Derek's thigh but, no, his gut just hangs down that low now. Derek is clearly doing the same but - "Would you count this as masturbation? Since your dick is buried in that blubber...your fatpad must weight more than me. Can you even reach your dick anymore?"

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What kind of accommodations would Derek have built into the house for Stiles and himself when they both weigh 1000+?

It's a slow move from an apartment they quickly outgrown to "open floor plan". Wide doorways, and most rooms without doors. A massive shower, with no tub, (but a shower seat, because Stiles kept complaining about standing for too long). Kitchen table with bench seats only. A living room with only couches, and a very broken looking loveseat. A bedroom that is just two king size mattress pushed together. Funnels on either side. Full side fridges on either side, because the mini fridges just weren't cutting it. The handles around the walls, because Stiles needed some support to pull himself up and waddle around when he was nearing immobility. Then it becomes accepting they need something closer to a barn. Just an open floor plan focused on one thing - turning them into blimps who could fill a stadium. I love the idea Derek at half a ton is still...somewhat mobile. Barely, and the size makes for a true issue getting around, but at least he and Stiles prepared for it. Once they both hit 500lbs, they had to admit they weren't going to stop. Couldn't stop. So...they had to start preparing for their inevitable immobility. Even now, they're competitive. Demanding. Asking their hired feeders whose fatter now? Who finished off the most shakes? Not that anyone can even tell who is fatter, and what point does 50lbs make as you're past half a ton....but to Stiles and Derek? They care!

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Stiles, Scott, and Derek getting jumanjied into candyland. They slowly eat their way through and eventually the citizens just have to watch as three somehow still mobile blobs slowly ravage their area, eating their houses down to the last crumb, draining entire rivers of soda, reducing mountains of chocolate to little knolls, turning candy forests into empty fields. No matter how much they eat, they don’t seem satisfied and keep moving onto the next area. Once they realize even the ground is edible, the entire kingdom starts to sink as they eat through that as well.

There's just something fun about the three of them who don't NEED to eat anything...but decide somehow, that makes the most sense. The cartoonish levels of BIG. No real rules apply in this world - they can keep eating and eating- but those pounds are going to show up instantly. Not slowing down until they're trapped by their sudden, rapid weight. Derek stuck in a seated position, ass pining him to the ground. So wide he can't even reach the ground beneath him - because no matter what direction he moves his arms- he's got either wide hips, or a belly and ass that seem to stretch for several feet. Is stuck reaching *up* instead, grabbing at whatever chocolate bar and gummy leaves he can reach from the trees. Stiles was happily shoveling in handfuls of chocolate mousse that was the forest floor when all those pounds catch up to him...and he realizes that he can't move. Not even stuck on all fours- because that would imply his legs can still reach the ground over the half a ton blubbery mass of his stomach. Instead he finds himself struggling and trying to get momentum...that only moves him a bare few inches, headfirst into a river of soda, where's he's left with no choice but to keep chugging it down... Scott getting stuck on his back. Doesn't think about the physics of eating through a giant pit of the ground beneath him, and he's slowly eaten himself deeper and deeper into a hole, until he realizes he can't get back out. He can't even see the surface, because from his viewpoint, all he can see are the two hills of his flabby moobs and then the sprawling mountain of his gut. In all his futile attempts to get back to his feet, he causes a small tremble in the ground, sending a cascade of delicious candy down on him....

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Food reviewer duo Stiles and Derek doing a cross country road trip and reviewing every dish at each restaurant they stop at. The viewers are able to track the progression of their waistlines throughout the journey from their thin waists in episode one of the series to the most recent episode where their love handles smush against one another over the center console, they’re almost unable to close the passenger and driver side doors because their other love handles are bulging out, theyve given up wearing seatbelts because they have no space to turn around since theyre so squeezed in against one another’s fat, and both now struggle to reach the wheel over their stomachs which are so squished in that space it especially emphasizes their double chins squeezing against their moobs. They slowly had to phase out doing eating reviews in their car because after stuffing themselves with a menu’s worth of food neither would be able to squeeze out. Commenters love to point out how much the car sinks and also shifts from side to side as both HUGE men get in from either side. Eventually, they just have to switch in their car mid road trip for a bigger car and by the end they have swapped their car multiple times and the final car they arrive back home in is already getting tight.

The road trip that was supposed to last a year stretches on even longer. Their viewers (slowly losing the regular audience and getting supported by just those eager to watch their weight gain) suggesting new restaurants! They can't leave, they haven't tried here! Which ends up that their list is growing, and across 50 states, they've started stopping in nearly 30 restaurants per each....plus their regular stops and diners and truck stops and fast food chains as they drive to their next destination. Their viewers might need to step up to help for the last 10 states or so - when those two blimps need to be driven around. Their own personal van, someone else driving and telling them when it's time to get out and start filming again. Or better yet- just tell them to get out and eat.