#feeder!derek

[sterekchub]

Calorie Hog

Derek and Stiles maybe fresh out of university who share an apartment bc- rent is expensive and they vaguely know each other enough from Beacon Hills High they aren’t worried about being murdered in their sleep Derek gets a job as a physical therapist for athletes and between the demanding job, his own workout regiment, and just the werewolf thing? He had the pantries and fridge STOCKED and keeps pretty close eye on his calorie count to make sure it’s high to account for how much he burns. Stiles keeps snacking on everything. Derek’s watched him throw his workout high calorie protein powder into his cereal because “it makes the milk taste creamier!” And after so many months of it- Derek’s slightly affectionate, slightly in irritation named him the calorie hog Which at first people who come over laugh at, Scott agrees that Stiles is always the one who steals the last slice of pizza or will eat all the snacks 10 min into a roadtrip But then the “hog” part starts becoming a serious thing as Stiles starts ballooning…and Derek calling him calorie hog starts to seem a little more….teasing

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Coming Back Home

Pile It On-Get Beached 2021

Teen Wolf | Sterek |1490 words Prompt from Nonny: Stiles gaining over 150lbs whilst studying abroad for a year, his families shocked reactions and concern when they pick him up from the airport and he takes up two car seats in the back, jiggling all the way home! X Fat!Stiles, Feeder!Derek, Fit!Derek, Sheriff POV,

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Around him, families are reunited. The escalators down get crowded with people, and John keeps a lookout though he knows Stiles said they just landed and it would probably be several minutes before he and Derek come down. But still, he checks, just in case. Across the hall someone is holding a sign that says “Welcome home from Rehab!” and the man who walks up to the woman holding the sign gives her a big hug and kiss despite the embarrassing message. It warms John’s heart a bit. 

Another text comes in that updates John that Stiles and Derek have deboarded and are headed down. John stands and goes to wait by the escalators, eager to see his son. 

A group of people start trickling down the escalators with the carry on luggage and backpacks. Some people race towards other people in the waiting area while some immediately walk towards the baggage claim. John stands up straight to try to catch a glimpse of Stiles, but doesn’t see him. He checks his phone to see if he’s missed them or if there is something wrong but his phone doesn’t show any new messages. 

“Dad!” a voice calls out and John jerks his head up to see Stiles only… “Dad!”

John puts his hand up and waves because yes that is his son but it is a swollen version of his son.

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Chubby Sterek Plot Bunny #5

So I've seen a lot of baker!Stiles stories, but what about baker!Derek?

Derek, in his white t-shirt and apron, spots of flour on his cheekbone, a white hat atop his prince hair, his biceps bulging as he kneads dough or moves trays from one rack to another. Derek's hands moving deftly as he forms bagels and loaves of bread, his back just damp enough with sweat that his tattoo can be seen between his shoulders, his muscles shifting as he hefts industrial bags of flour and sugar around.

Let's say Derek's bakery is in New York where Stiles is going to college, and Stiles starts going to the bakery every morning because it's near his dorm and also because Derek puts on a hell of a show! And Maybe getting a sugary flavored latte and a pastry (or three) every morning are starting to add up on Stiles's waist. Maybe Stiles can barely get his pants to button one morning, only to go to the bakery where a surly Derek offers him a free sample of a new pastry he wants to try selling. And when Stiles eats it, on top of the three danishes he's already enjoyed this morning, his pants button finally bursts, leaving Stiles embarrassed and Derek incredibly turned on.

Of course, Stiles flees and doesn't come back to the bakery for over a week, until he realizes that his moping and avoidance are costing him concentration when it comes to his school work. So Stiles finally man's up and goes back to the bakery, only to find that Derek keeps scowling at him through the window into the bakery's back area. And when Stiles gets embarrassed enough to leave, Derek chases him down. Derek hands Stiles a bag from the bakery and tells him that he noticed that he didn't get his usual breakfast and he didn't want him to go hungry. And while Stiles is a little surprised that Derek had been paying that much attention to him, he's also afraid that he's being made fun of.

"So, you think I'm too much of a pig to get by without my morning feed?" Stiles asks, angry to cover his embarrassment.

Derek's head jerks up, his eyes wide with surprise. "What? No,..."

But Stiles keeps talking, "I'm just a stupid college kid eating his way to the freshman fifteen because obviously I can't help myself around your pastries. After all, why else would I have let my belly get so big it burst my pants like that?"

Derek's face reddens and Stiles feels a sinking in his gut because oh crap, he was right!

"I..." Derek stutters, "...I think it's...kind of cute?" His voice is soft and his ears are bright red.

Stiles is flabbergasted. This...Greek god of a man with his sculpted marble arms and his tapered waist and his ASS THAT WON'T STOP thinks his belly is cute?

Derek's face gets even redder and Stiles realizes that maybe he said some of that out loud as a small smile creeps up Derek's face.

"I do. I think <I>you're</I> cute. I thought you were cute the first time you came into the bakery and you stared at our selection like you'd never seen a pastry before in your life. And when I realized that you were getting chubby from eating my pastries it...I...I thought it was kinda hot." Derek's soft voice becomes husky at the last couple of words in his confession.

And now it's Stiles turn to flush from embarrassment because he never realized that Derek liked him. And while he never thought about gaining weight as a turn on before, the way Derek phrased it, him getting chubby from Derek's baking...that's definitely something he might be into. And while Stiles has been having an internal crisis/sexual awakening, Derek has been standing there looking more and more uncomfortable at Stiles lack of response.

Eventually Derek decides retreat is the best option so he turns to go, softly saying "I'm sorry to make you uncomfortable. I won't bother you again."

But Stiles finally catches up to what's happening and grabs Derek's wrist before he can leave. "Wait, I'm sorry, dude. I...this is all new to me. Like it's not..something I've ever thought about before and it's kind of blowing my mind here. Could..." Stiles takes a deep breath, "...could we maybe talk about this sometime? Maybe go for a drink or a coffee or something?"

Derek's shoulders relax and he gives Stiles a small smile. "Sure. My number's on your bag"

Stiles looks down at the pastry bag Derek had handed him earlier to see a phone number scrawled under the bakery logo along with his name, Derek. And Stiles is suddenly feeling a lot better about everything if Derek had intended to give him his phone number in the first place.

Stiles looks back up at Derek, his smile wide. "Awesome, dude! I'll text you my schedule so we can figure out when to meet up?"

Derek nods.

"Great. I, uh...I'm really excited about this. I mean, you know, excited about talking to you. About things. I mean..."

"Me too," Derek interrupts, smiling even wider.

Stiles nods, "okay, cool, well, I'll text you. Um, have a good rest of the day at work!"

"Thanks," Derek replies, "enjoy your classes," before turning around and returning to the bakery.

Stiles watches him the whole way, enjoying the view and wondering is this is the start of something incredible.

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Peter and Noah inviting Stiles and derek over for Thanksgiving dinner with both stilinskis being apprehensive since theyve both put on 200+ pounds since last seeing each other while both Hales are eager to show off how much theyve fattened up their partner and also show off how much their partner can put away in one sitting. Showing up their growth progress at Thanksgiving might become a new tradition.

Stiles pushing 350, his father closer to 400. It's enough to be very obviously noticeable. And both Stiles and Noah stare at each other and then are bitching back and forth. Stiles wants to know what happened to his diet? He can't eat like this! Which gets him "you're one to talk, I'll diet if you can see your feet, son." Stiles complains to Derek about "I haven't been home in two years and this is what happens?" Noah is telling Peter they should cancel dinner- Stiles doesn't need to be eating ANYTHING for Thanksgiving, look at the size of him! Both Hales are amused and soothing their respective boyfriends. Telling them to relax. It's a holiday. They're both adults- Stiles can't control his father's diet, and Noah can't control his sons. Eventually they have to agree just...not to talk about it. Stiles and Noah always had a decent relationship, so they talk about anything other than their weight. Or that their plates are being refilled rather eagerly by their boyfriends. They talk about how happy they are- that Noah has found someone after his wife. Or that Stiles has found someone who finally treats him right. That both Hales are such good cooks helps too. But they try not to discuss or talk about the obvious part of it. That Peter and Derek have a clear type...and that Stiles and Noah know the 200lbs they each gained wasn't an accident. Or the end of it. Peter and Derek, maybe for the first time in their life, actually start getting along. The eating competition? Not something they TELL their partners they are in. But the plates keep being refilled. The gentle kiss to the forehead and "finish this for me, please? I'm going to start the dishes." or "have some more? Or did you not like it?" Peter and Derek have their own tally going in the kitchen, marking off who is eating more. Hard to track...but for dessert? Peter is confident he can get Noah through a full Costco sized pumpkin pie - and then some. Derek has to keep pushing Stiles to keep up. Even when both of them look exhausted from how much food they've eaten. Half-lidded eyes, just wanting to doze off into their food comas, pants buttons undone, shirts rising up over rounded guts. But Peter and Derek aren't giving up that easily. Even if the night needs to end with them pushing forkfuls of pie into the Stilinski's mouth. The next Thanksgiving it's even more clear- that the Stilinski's are just the prized hogs of the Hale family. Fattened, displayed, and grown to whatever sizes they decide.

[sterekchub]

A bit of a dark idea. The first time Stiles accidentally overeats in front of Derek is probably the moment where Stiles dooms his waistline and mobility. Derek becoming obsessed with feeding and fattening up Stiles whether the human wants it or not, all of Stiles complaints of "I'm too full, I can't eat anymore!" and "None of my clothes fit anymore, jerk!" and "Seriously, I could barely get up from the couch earlier, I'm getting way too fat!" going ignored by the werewolf, with him taking Stiles' lessening mobility as a chance to fatten him up even harder until Stiles is little more than a ball of blubber who can only whine and be made to eat and forced to grow

Derek can't be blamed- watching Stiles pig out? Was an experience. Stiles is almost sweating from the effort - he's eaten more than his fair share of slices of pizza (and of course Derek was counting). The rest of the pack trickles out slowly until it's just Derek and Stiles. And really - with only 5 slices left in the box, Stiles groans and says he might as well finish them. The heavy breathing, the red flush to his face pushing himself to eat more, the way Stiles' T-shirt rises up over his bloated middle... Derek NEEDS to see Stiles eating like this all the time. Stiles doesn't put much resistance up at first. He likes eating. He LOVES having sex with Derek. So there's nothing to complain about. Even if Derek is a little enthusiastic. Roughly telling Stiles he's not done eating. He has room for one more shake. One more slice of cake. But Stiles is thinking with his dick more than anything else- if he eats it all, Derek will fuck him! Only starts getting a little concerned when he starts realizing just how wide he's getting. When Scott and his dad start voicing their concerns. When Stiles notices he has to sort of roll out of bed, otherwise he can't seem to get up under his rapidly acquired mass. Sees that he's got stretchmarks EVERYWHERE. His neck is vanishing behind a thick double chin. Even his hands have started to swell with fat. And is unsympathetic to his problems. Clothes don't fit? He doesn't mind if Stiles waddles around the loft naked. Struggling to get off the couch? That's why he has Derek. Or he shouldn't waste the calories. Derek will bring him more food, why does he need to get up? Or he learns the very hard way that Derek isn't going to let him slim down. He catches Stiles on a walk (not that he is walking very fast or far with his thighs rubbing together and belly slapping against his thighs) and as a punishment, funnel feeds him fattening slop until Stiles is groaning and clutching his stretch-mark ridden belly feeling like he might explode. Derek keeps him funnel fed for the entire week, and Stiles gets a slightly terrifying look into his future....stuffed to bursting, and rapidly getting fatter and fatter. (Not that Derek hides his intentions. He adores grabbing handfuls of Stiles' blubber, calling him pig, hog, glutton, enthusiastically fucking Stiles and telling him he can't wait until Stiles is so damn fat Derek can't find his dick or his hole. But Stiles is so, so near the edge, it's hard to do anything but moan in agreement, tell Derek anything, he'll get as big as he wants, if Derek just lets him come).

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Scott/Stiles/Derek Idea: Derek works his ass off making a really nice Thanksgiving dinner for the entire pack and has everything in the fridge with "DO NOT EAT" signs clearly on it. And of course Scott and Stiles get a little stoned and decide what's the harm? They lose track of how much they've been eating Derek comes back home to see both of them slumped in the living room groaning and holding their bellies, shirts covered in gravy and mashed potatoes and pants totally just discard. "Are you fucking kidding me?" "We didn't groan eat burrRRPP all of it Frrrpffltbtt" "Oh of course, we'll have Thanksgiving with just green beans and squash because god forbid you two pigs eat a vegetable!" (Derek 100% has predicted they'd do this and the ACTUAL food is hidden in the fridge in the basement and the pack is all bringing dishes). But he makes a BIG show of cooking everything again.... and on Thanksgiving when the entire packed is crammed into the Sheriff's house, Derek keeps suspiciously acting like he isn't angry and refills their plates with thirds... Until they get home, button of their jeans undone, holding rounded middles and complaining how they've over done it....and they find Derek has an entire 2nd feast ready for them. And then they wake up out of food comas on Black Friday, when they're swearing it's back to the gym and time to lose that 10lbs of Turkey weight, and Derek is rolling out their 3rd feast of that week. If the house isn't filled with their groaning and gas- they're not eating enough! This is what they get! Derek will cook them a Thanksgiving feast daily to prove a point - until those 2 apologize for what they've done. It doesn't happen. They quickly go from "Ughh too much food we can't finish this all." to "I think plblblb we got bworrRRPPp extra BRRPFFBLTTT pies mmpphhff today!" "How can you possible tell?" "I wasn't this full urrrRPPP yesterday." They just shovel food into their mouths as they talk with their mouths full, food spewing everywhere. Constantly have a competition on who eats more - and have started making it more specific. It's no longer "who can gain the most this week" or "who has eaten the most" now it's gotten to be "Mashed potatoes are heavier bworrRRPPp they count as more points! PFFFPTTT" Derek does his best to translate "Stiles and Scott speak" which started as intelligible sentences and is now largely just constant blasts of gas and food-filled mumbles. Derek starts the year by nagging them to clean up, he doesn't care how full they are, he's not having 2 roommates who get too fat for his couch and "would you two shower you smell like turkey!"

And ends it by enthusiastically being buried under their massive belly hang and sweaty fat rolls and fat pads, getting them off and pushing them to keep eating, doesn't care if there is no pie left, might as well finish off the can of whipped cream, they must have room for that...

[sterekchub]

I imagine that the wolves would love to use their powers to take away any aches and strain from Stiles' stomach, which Stiles would probably be Super into for a while. He can eat what he wants, however much he wants, and then continue being fed after he feels too engorged to continue moving? Score! When the amount of food rapidly escalates into dozens of pounds, and literal barrels of some fattening liquid, and he practically balloons with fat every day however, he might start regretting it

YES!😍

Derek warns them it isn’t a good idea. Scott is the first one who tries, one night when the wolves are maybe a little too forceful (or Stiles is thinking with his throbbing dick and not his throbbing belly and demands too much). Tells them that they can use it sparingly but they shouldn’t get Stiles used to the feeling.

They don’t listen. And sure enough- Stiles gets totally addicted. Not just to the feeling of not getting those sharp pangs from guy, but his new ability to get full beyond belief, like he’s just a barnyard pig meant to be hooked up to a feeding tube until he reaches the perfect size.

The wolves have to be careful- even with their magic Stiles can’t eat indefinitely….but he’s guzzling those barrels empty with a wild, reckless speed of a glutton. And when they tell him they aren’t going to help him, tell him “take it easy today, Stiles. You shouldn’t eat so much every day..”

Stiles protests and whines and tells them “I thought you wanted to feed me!” And eventually even Derek gives in.

But Stiles absolutely pays for the price of his gluttony. He’s waddling around looking 20lbs fatter than the day before, not helped by how fast he’s started to outgrow his clothes. Most days he looks squeezed into them like a sausage, belly and love handles spilling over his pants, gut hanging out of his hoodie and double chin looking softer and less defined then the day before. Even the sheriff sometimes has to do a double take and make sure that actually IS his son.

The stretchmarks coming on so rapidly Stiles looks almost pink with them. His stomach is constantly either gassy and rumbling, protesting the impossible amounts of food he’s crammed in….or growling loudly because it’s gotten so used to being stretched out and FILLED every waking moment.

His body struggling under the sheer amount of weight he’s putting on with no time to adjust, not when Stiles is putting on more weight a month than most dedicated gainers do in a year. He starts huffing and wheezing and sweating more and more as he waddles around, relies on the wolves to lean on or straight on carry him around.

Stiles seems to regret it and tries to slow down but anytime he tries…he ends up eating just as much the day before. And the wolves have no self control- what’s the worst that can happen?

“It’s not like he can get too fat.”

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Coming Back Home-Chapter 2

Pile It On-Get Beached 2021

Teen Wolf | Sterek | 2300 Stiles POV

What will dad think? Stiles thinks, stepping off the scale, feeling the weight of his belly for the first time. He looks at the mirror, he’s naked--Derek wanted to get the most accurate reading--and he can see the rolls that have developed all over him. Except… except the sight doesn’t bring him the shame he thought it would. He likes his body, he likes what he and Derek have built over the past year. Dad will have to live with it.

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