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A Very Teen Wolf Fairy Tail - Chapter 15

Chapter 15 - @fluffyotters​

And it was turning out to be quite the show.

Thanks to the never feel full and always hungry spells, the wolves were going and going like furry eating machines. They had transformed a bit, showing the wolf side as they dug into the sections. They were eating furniture, support beams, even flooring with a wild energy. Fortunately, most of the rooms seemed empty and were there merely as decoration as the wolf pack methodically moved from one room to the next.

Derek was taking charge, eating the tougher pieces while Scott and Jackson gnawed on the walls and ripped chunks off and pushed it into their thick faces. Lydia and Allison did what they could to help, as did Stiles, lest they wonder what he was doing or got suspicious. They helped break down the walls further, clubbing them apart with bits of furniture and ceiling beams, and helped Scott and Jackson find the vulnerabilities in the wall to claw at, bring Derek remnant pieces.

The layout was strange and bizarre, but it was a magic house, so it was to be expected. There were wall pieces that tasted of classic gingerbread, which made sense, but then there were other walls made of laffy-taffy, which were chewy and sticky, and doors made of chocolate. There was an entire wall of one room made of caramelized bacon that they wolfed down faster than one would have thought given how thick that was had been. However, being sweet meat, Derek, Jackson, and Scott chewed and gobbled powerfully through it. The Chocolate doors gave the wolves trouble, had Scott struggling until the humans figured out a plan involving Allison, Lydia, and Stiles working together as a team, breaking it into manageable pieces and passing them to each other.

They were in no rush as Derek ate and ate. His belly inexorably pushed outwards, but thanks to the spell he didn’t seem to notice it or them as he went on, stretching out and down as gravity took hold. There was also a lot going to the back as well, as Derek expanded, filling out what had remained of his pants and splitting them, unleashing his newly thickened, jiggling butt for all to see. Jackson and Scott paused, eyes entranced before letting out howls of celebration for the big alpha. He was their alpha and he was was continuing to prove his skills and show the body of a plentiful provider.

Of course, as they approached the end, there was one thing they discovered; the magic spells keeping them hungry apparently had their limits. Either the quantity they were eating was just too large, or as the house shrunk, the spell was losing in power. But as they reached the final room of the house, Derek’s face began to get a bit pained and there was a groaning keening noise. Though it was possible he was swelling up so big that it just taxed the limits of his werewolf powers. He finally began to slow, frustration building on his face as his body wobbled with each step and it was becoming awkward to move. It was the same for Scott and Jackson as well as they also began to slow and sweat a bit as they pushed forward. Jackson and Scott wobbled about and Stiles was beginning to worry they might not finish.

“Come on guys, you can do it,” he encouraged, going from one to the other rubbing their bellies. Allison and Lydia followed suit, each of them taking a wolf. Stiles crouched in front of Derek, hands on Derek’s thick bulging gut.

“Hey big guy. We’re almost out. There’s just a little bit left to freedom. Just a bit more and you’ll have saved us Derek. You’ll have saved the pack,” Stiles said urgently, knowing how it was to motivate Derek. He groaned, eyes rolling in his head.

“Are you sure?” he asked. 

“Yeah look around, this is the last room,” Stiles said.

“Okay…” Derek huffed trying to move his legs which were unsteady under the mass of Derek’s size. Stiles realized he’s only be able to move now with help from the others. 

“Have Scott and Jackson help Derek!” Stiles ordered.

Allison and Lydia nodded as they moved to their own respective wolf and got to encouraging them. “Please for us! The alpha needs you.”

They groaningly got up, bellies churning, meaning the magic was definitely fading as they floundered on over to either side of Derek and helped him move to the final doorway.

With heavy breath, all three of them bit into it, chewing and breaking off pieces of the gingerbread. They groaned in chorus as the door felt endless. Allison and Lydia were too full to eat more gingerbread so Stiles came to assist, his own belly bouncing and soft as he dug into it. Eventually though, the door was just gone and suddenly there was another thunderous noise and they were back outside in the woods where the house had been. The clearing around them looked completely ordinary, like nothing had ever been there, not a blade of grass disturbed or a footprint was there.

Stiles could no longer feel the tingle of magic. Suddenly, the witch’s spell book jumped out of his hands and flew towards the center as a hole appeared leading…somewhere, and the book flew through before the portal closed again.

“Well, I don’t know about you guys but that sure was something huh?” Stiles said. He turned to look over to see all of them glaring at that statement. “Okay sorry,” Stiles said. “I’m shutting up now.”

The others had already collapsed upon the ground, bellies heaving and pointing towards. Derek looked absolutely huge. After eating most of the house, he had surpassed Scott in size and girth, his belly a blubbery thick mountain and wide pillow. Stiles approached his gently quivering form in awe.

“Are you alright?” Stiles asked, gently laying his hand on Derek’s massive belly.

“Did we make it?” Derek groaned out. He blinked his eyes wearily.

“Yeah we’re outside,” Stiles said. “You saved us, big guy.” “Good,” Derek said before falling asleep, the food coma hitting hard with a crash since there was no more magic effecting him. Stiles looked around at the others, seeing that they all seemed to be having the same problem. They had the right idea and, Stiles felt like he could use a nap now too that it was safe.

Lowering himself down, Stiles cuddled up against Derek and laid his head down on the massive stomach for just a quick nap. the warmth and softness of the werewolf pulling him quickly into sleep.

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A Very Teen Wolf Fairy Tail - Chapter 9

Chapter 9 - @fluffyotters

Lydia watched the old woman with side eyes as she and Allison shared a pie. They were not as messy as the boys mostly though inevitably a few stains dotted their clothes which were also riding up a bit.

“Does any of this seem…odd to you?” Lydia asked Allison.

“No, why?” Allison asked, moaning a little as she ate her pie slice, licking around her mouth.

“I talked to Stiles….sometime ago,” Lydia said, struggling to remember. It seemed a bit foggy but it was somewhere a while ago with all the eating. “I think something strange is going on.”

“The only thing strange here is that you’re questioning unimportant things when you have this delicious pie right in front of you. I don’t want to eat this all by myself,” said Allison. “Well, actually, I could, but I want you to have some too. But what does it matter that you talked to Stiles?”

“Because I feel like we’re all forgetting something very important,” Lydia frowned, trying to think of the thoughts and not be distracted by the delicious pie. It was hard, the smell wafting like a siren’s song and she ached to resume tasting it. “How long have we been in here?”

“I don’t think that long,” Allison said. “Maybe an hour or two. give or take with all the delicious food.”

“Yeah, but that seems wrong,” Lydia said.

“Sometimes you really spoil the mood,” Allison sighed putting the fork down. “Can we please resume eating?”

“No. Have you noticed that the boys are acting really strange?”

“They’re boys, what do you expect? You have to be more clear on what you mean.”

“Well they’re…all over the food. We all are. But have you noticed we’re not thirsty or tired or anything?”

“So what? It’s only been a few hours, that’ll come later.”

“Yeah but…look at what we’re eating. We should be beyond thirsty, stuffing rich delicious chocolate down our throats or those sticky sweet lemon bars, those cupcakes, those croissants, those cookies, muffins, pies, sweet tarts, ice cream,” Lydia started, her voice breathless with excitement before she shook her head to remain on focus, no matter how delicious it all sounded. “We should at least be requiring drinks, and yet we’re not. We also would probably need to go to the bathroom and yet…”

“Ew, gross,” Allison said, “I get the picture. And you have a point,” she said, straightening up at the table. “We should be feeling something, right? Yet all we’re feeling is hungry.”

“Exactly,” Lydia said. “And that old woman occasionally comes in and watches us and brings more treats.”

“Really? I haven’t seen her since we came in,” Allison said.

“No, she’s been in here now a couple times with new trays and carts and only I and maybe Stiles have noticed this.”

“That is creepy,” Allison said.

“I’m not sure how helpful Stiles would be, though, right now,” Lydia said as she watched him feed Scott more chocolate treats.

Scott was panting happily and waving in excitement as Stiles teased, waving it above his head before dropping it into Scott’s mouth, who chewed excitedly and opened again for Stiles to repeat the process. Stiles occasionally leaned over and kissed Scott who responded enthusiastically.

“He’s too…into it at the moment.”

“That is kind of hot,” Allison said, watching.

“Allison, focus,” Lydia said. “Yeah, it is, but it’s not really helping us out here.”

“But what will?” Allison asked.

“I think…we really need to get out of here,” Lydia whispered and Allison gasped.

Scott, Derek, and Jackson all lifted their heads turned towards them.

“Never mind her!” Lydia called. “She’s just enjoying her pie!” She turned back to Allison.

“What was that?” Allison asked. “Why aren’t you telling them?”

“Because the woman is here,” Lydia pointed to the corner where faintly Allison could see the women watching intently. “I don’t want her to know. Plus…I think something’s wrong with the boys.”

“Isn’t it always,” Allison sighed.

“Their eyes…so strange,” Lydia whispered. She glanced around. “But they should have heard me if things were normal,” Lydia said. “Instead they are so focused on eating that they seem to be in their own little private world.”

“Where does that put Stiles at?” Allison asked.

“I don’t know, being an enabler currently,” Lydia said watching Stiles pat Scott’s gut proudly.

Suddenly there was a popping sound as Scott’s pants opened and his belly spilled out as he let out a loud powerful belch and pounding his chest a moment coughing. Stiles ran his hands excitedly over the exposed skin as Scott leaned back, grinning proudly as Stiles rubbed and kissed it. Derek beamed over at Scott, too, in pride as he ate more lemon bars. Jackson groaned and glared weakly in Scott’s direction before redoubling even further in stuffing chocolates into his mouth, his belly quivering beginning to strain the button of his fashionable dress pants.

“It might be up to us for a bit,” Lydia said.

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The Offices of Hale & Hale - Round 2 - Theo

- by @fluffyotters

Time passed quickly and slowly for Theo. Another year at the Offices of Hale & Hale has gone by but it was a different year than the previous ones had been. With the inclusion of their new Happiness Producer, things had certainly changed at the office. Most notably, everyone at the office was much bigger, and even Theo put on some weight, which was very unintentional.

Sucking in, Theo finished buttoning his casual dress shirt which was perfect for the office picnic they were going to have later that day. It had been a bit difficult finding a good button up in his closet lately that fit on his muscular frame and fuller belly. He rubbed a hand over it, a little ruefully. Especially in the last couple of months, it had started to fill in and he couldn’t exactly deny it anymore that he was getting a bit of a gut. He had played it off for a long while, telling everyone it was just bloat from a good meal, that he was bulking, that his clothes were shrinking in the wash, etc. Theo had also been super focused on everyone else for a while to see that they got bigger and Stiles really was useful at bringing enough food supplies, whipping up meals, and giving recommendations.

Scott had been Theo’s main focus overall. Theo spent much of the year going out to lunch with Scott 2-3 times a week, or even more when they had enough of a lunch break to do so. Otherwise they stayed in the building. Scott was precious and unique and had the amazing capability to make people like him just by smiling at them. And hanging out with Scott, Theo fell in love with him. Scott was extremely agreeable and easygoing and had become one of Theo’s main projects. Theo was always amazed by how much Scott could eat and he loved seeing him in action. Theo called Scott his greedy fat pup and other nicknames and Scott was into that and being bigger, getting admiration and being taken care of. Theo certainly helped in contributing to making Scott a greedy lazy eater and really, Theo loved it. Feeding Scott was a highlight of the day whether at one of Stiles’s recommended restaurants or in the office in their assigned desk space. Stiles provided the food and Theo took care of helping Scott get food down which often lead to seeing Scott get bigger and bigger. Theo’s mistake, he realized, was that he often ate with him or grazed in the presence of Scott or others. Theo spent more time hanging out with Scott feeding or eating with him than he did working out.

Then there was also Danny who was now a really good friend. They were some of the most fit members of the Office remaining. Danny became his workout and training partner and Theo was amazed that someone as smart with computers as Danny would also be good at physical stuff, but sometimes he realized he just needed to stop judging other people so much. Anyways, Danny exceeded expectations and was nearly as strong as Theo, and they bonded over that. Theo did have to grant Stiles that being their Happiness Producer, Stiles was also somehow good at getting them to bond and hang out. Theo had made more friends in the past year than he has done for most of his life. Well, good friends he likes, anyways. Scott and Danny and Isaac and, well, he’s grown to trust and enjoy spending time with people instead of being as serious all the time. He and Danny were very good work out partners and they flexed and teased and gave each other bulking meals the better to grow with. And maybe there was a bit of hidden jealousy and wanting to see Danny get fatter and giving some heavy meals, but interpersonally, he also loved hanging out with Danny. When not feeding Scott, Theo made sure to visit Danny and bring treats for him to share with. Scott occasionally came into the gym, not so much to workout out as the fat pup was lazy and not into that, but so that he could admire Theo and Danny giving a show.

Something else that happened during the year was that Theo moved to a new apartment. His old one was getting small and cramped and the new neighbors were extremely loud all the time. He was being driven crazy with them playing loud obnoxious music all night or very loud activity that had their bed bouncing and screeching like nails on a chalkboard, and crazy parties. Theo could even smell the smoke of cigarettes and marijuana and other drugs. It left him sleep deprived and crabby for a couple weeks, his self-control at a minimum point. He even yelled at Scott and made him frown, an expression he was loathe to see. Well, he wouldn’t have felt bad about anyone else, but making Scott sad bothered him and Theo actually apologized. Fortunately, Scott was very forgiving, and a huge chocolate sundae banana split certainly didn’t hurt either. Scott loved it. But Theo realized he needed to get out of that apartment.

Sure he could have called the police (and he anonymously did) but he deserved a new living place in general. It would help a lot to be closer to work so he didn’t have as far of a distance to travel and something that was nice. He was asking around if people knew of any good locations that were open when Isaac said he was looking for a roommate for rent and such and it was a good room so Theo took the opportunity. At the time he barely knew Isaac or cared but he seemed an okay guy. But what especially sold it was that it was close and that Scott was a friend of Isaac’s and often came over. Additionally, Isaac kept it very well supplied with food. Scott and Isaac were huge eaters, and Theo’s appetite only grew after the move. He needed a lot of fuel for his muscles after all, or at least that’s what he told himself. Scott came over often so the fridge had to be kept very well stocked.

They all ate big when Scott came, with even Theo leaning back from his meal, belly completely stuffed, belching in contentment. He got to see how fat Isaac and Scott were getting, their big, flabby bellies pushing out over their pants, and he got admire and rub them in awe, though his belly grew too. Eating at Isaac’s was certainly a lot of food, and Isaac and Scott got to see Theo’s once form fitting shirts push up over his rounder gut which after a while remained like that. And Isaac loved making huge dinners so even if it was just them, Theo often found himself stuffed pleasantly full patting his belly and relaxing as at Isaac’s place. Isaac was very casual and insisted they relax and have a good time and was a very good roommate. Walking about the room shirtless or in underwear felt freeing and Theo loved to show off flexing.

So time went on and approximately a year since Stiles joined the staff of Hale & Hale, there were definitely quite a number of changes. Everyone was bigger, and while he definitely put on more of a gut than anticipated, still one of the fittest and his muscles were bigger than ever as well, Theo’s old suit could barely fit his beefy body. But it was a lot better than some of his t-shirts which he recently realized had a tendency to roll up a bit and while he didn’t mind showing off to his friends he still wanted a professional image for outside events. There could be other guests and outsiders there after all eager to learn what Hale & Hale was all about. He was going to look sexy professional for outsiders to see.

And indeed when he finally got to the party, Theo was relieved to see he was right. There was a lot of food set out and he knew immediately everyone was going to eat a lot. Stiles’s food just had that effect on people and Theo resisted the urge unbutton his shirt early. Across the parking lot, he spotted the bloated, wobbling form of his pal.

“Hey Scott,” he said, heading over to where Scott was coming in. “How’s it going?” He asked, walking over, a slight waddle to his movement from wider hips and thicker legs. His belly did bounce and wobble slightly under his buttoned shirt and he reached for Scott with a big hug. He pulled Scott in close as one of the few people he enjoyed having hug him. “So, what do you think?” he asked Scott. “Whose my good fat pup,” he teased. “You are!”

Scott chuckled at the name, blushing slightly.

Theo looked around, then leaned in and rubbed Scott’s belly. “I’m sure you’ll win best employee growth and all. It’s been a long time coming.” A shit-eating grin split Theo’s face. “I can’t wait for everybody else to show up. I am curious how some of the others are doing.”

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The Offices of Hale & Hale - Theo & Scott - Round 1

By @fluffyotters​ & @sterekchub​

“Have one,” Theo said, holding the plate out to Scott. “Stiles just dropped them off.”

Scott had just made a delivery to Theo’s desk, and was eyeing the plate of cookies on the desk. He snatched a cookie of the plate and took a bite.

“They’re good,” Scott said, cramming it in his face and then reaching for another one. “You should try one. Stiles gets the best.”

Theo reached over and patted Scott’s little rounded belly. “I wouldn’t want to let myself go.…”

Scott flushed and left the office. He didn’t come back to grab the papers he needed until Theo had gone on lunch.

He normally did not get a chance to talk to Theo. Jackson was usually too busy ordering him around, and unlike Isaac or Stiles, Theo did not stop by Scott’s desk. Lately though, Scott had been forced to stop at Jackson’s office during his daily rounds. This meant Scott stood awkwardly around Jackson’s assistant for a while, because Jackson was in no rush to make Scott’s job easier; Jackson took his sweet time before getting around to Scott.

The next day when he saw Theo, it turned into the same thing.

“Do you want these?”

Scott nodded. The croissants were so light and airy, smothered in butter, making it impossible to have just one. Stiles had already dropped him off a plate this morning. Scott had finished it in minutes.

“I knew you would.” Theo smirked, squeezing Scott’s hint of a muffin top. “You don’t have self-control like I do, Scott. That’s why you’re getting a belly.”

***

Theo came into the office, smelling the baked goods Stiles had bought into the office. Stiles was certainly taking his role of happiness producer very seriously and Theo was impressed. Despite his initial misgivings and conviction that the company did not need these services, Stiles was doing well and better than anticipated and employee satisfaction, based on the opinion-based surveys of Theo asking people, found that Stiles and the food he brought did indeed improve their mood and work habits.

A thing he noticed though, was that as time went on, the others were getting bigger. This was especially noticeable with their desk jobs in Scott and Isaac. Scott McCall seemed to especially appreciate Stiles’s treats, be they muffins or donuts, so Theo offered Scott his extra.

Theo had a few, of course, but he didn’t want to get big, unlike the other people apparently with how they were eating, and felt no regret whatsoever. In fact, he often gave extra food to Scott or Jackson depending on his mood.

What had begun as Scott grabbing Theo’s leftovers on his rounds had become a new daily event as Theo brought his leftover treats to Scott, unless Jackson was really pissing him off that day. Scott was quickly becoming the equivalent of the new office food disposal and it was quite impressive to watch. A few weeks and Scott was already getting a paunchy chubby belly from Stiles’s food, though it wasn’t entirely because of Stiles. Theo started feeding Scott his extras since Scott seemed to like it, and whenever Theo walked by Scott’s desk, he was munching on something or seeing his belly being pushed out, Theo felt something. He felt…delight.

Of course what he said ended up more like “what a fat pig you are Scott eating up all the food. You must be so stuffed yet you keep going.” Fortunately, Scott didn’t seem to mind at all when Theo was saying stuff like that. If anything, Scott seemed to enjoy it, perking up when Theo called him a pig or fat puppy needing people to take care of him and unable to stop. Of course, Theo always accompanied such moments with bellyrubs, unable to resist.

Scott was eager and happy when Theo did and always seemed able to eat anything Theo brought, no matter how stuffed or full he was. It was downright impressive the trust that Scott was putting on him and it made Theo feel tingly and valued, unlike a lot of the times with Jackson. There were moments he almost felt that, but then Jackson had to open his mouth and ruin them, so Theo made sure to give extra treats to Jackson on those occasions.  Theo even added his own supply into Jacksons count, In addition to those donuts or cupcakes or muffins Stiles brought.

It was a different reason than when he fed Scott though. Scott was just positive and cute and seemed to have a positive optimistic outlook on life that made even Theo believe in good things. Plus, he was just getting chubby, Scott’s shirt stretching and highlighting a round belly. Scott was constantly eating something and Theo was in awe. He found every opportunity to reach over and touch it to see if it was as nice to feel as it looked. And it was. It was hefty and plumping, pushing out. Theo loved to feel and rub it and he loved taking care of Scott’s fullness.

***

A few months later, it had become their routine. Scott could never properly explain it. Somehow, Stiles and others in the office made sure Scott always had plenty of food. Theo was always teasing him about it, not only about how much Scott could eat, but about the softness that was creeping up in his face and the pudge that was rounding out his belly.

It also endlessly amused him that Theo was constantly bragging about his muscles and seemed oblivious to how his own belly was slowly starting to lose its defined shape and become more of a gut. Scott never pointed it out, even when Theo compared his buff physique to Scott’s rapidly widening one. Something warm always stirred in his stomach when Theo teased him and fed him.

“Such a greedy puppy.”

Scott flushed, but still took the brownie from Theo’s outstretched hand.

“Always so eager for a treat.”

***

“Hey do you want to know a place you could go for lunch?” Stiles asked him one day.

Theo looked up in shock that Stiles was speaking to him.

“It’s called Moon’s Calling if you’re interested. It’s really good and has a bit of everything. It’s very highly recommended and good portion sizes for the price.” Stiles said looking at Theo.

“Okay?” Theo said. “Thank you for the suggestion. I’ll take it under consideration.”

“You do that,” Stiles said then high tailed it out of there when Theo gave him an annoyed sound to get out.

But Theo did consider it, and after checking the ratings and menu, he was impressed. So that day, he decided to do it and invite Scott for lunch. He’d been wanting to see Scott eat for a while, start to finish, and see the process and spend some actual time with him. Scott was more than happy to go with him and eager to show off to Theo at Moon’s Calling.

When they were in, Theo looked at the menu and was impressed again with the variety of good sounding dishes. They all sounded wonderful and Theo once again had to thank Stiles for the recommendation. Scott was eager to eat just about anything. But as for now, Theo kept it simple ordering spaghetti Bolognese and a salad and drink. He approvingly looked over Scott’s choice and nodded. That was amazing and Theo couldn’t wait to see Scott eat it.

But when Theo took a bite of his pasta, his mind was absolutely blown away. It was…it was…it was one of the most delicious things he ever tasted. Theo was not one easily impressed by food or a food connoisseur. As long as it was manageable to eat and had functional purpose it was something to eat. It made sense with his active fit lifestyle as well and he absolutely did not want to indulge high fat content foods just because they tasted good. That was a weakness of will. But this was just…one of the out of the world things he had a near food orgasmic experience.

He lifted the next forkful to his mouth and let out the most sinful pleased noises of appreciation that Scott actually looked over to see if Theo was okay but Theo didn’t notice. He was communing with pasta nirvana as he swallowed that forkful. Then eagerly dug in the next forkful and the next. He lost all sense of where he was for a moment lost in the flavor that he didn’t even pay attention to how Scott was doing, he was so focused intently on his. He’d feel remorse over that later but as for now he was just experiencing pasta delight, a mix of cream sauce, finely chopped meat, and tender linguini. He was savage, slurping down the noodles and smacking his lips. Gone was the usually careful, polite (if distant) Theo. He was an animal, like a wolf or coyote, snacking down on his food. Occasionally he reached out and chugged some of his drink which was a fruit smoothie and also really delicious.

Good thing Scott wasn’t needing to talk to Theo, concerned with his own food, but he had to look up to see how Theo was doing. It was a massive plate and Theo was cutting right through it. Scott was eager to spend time with Theo but this was good too and extremely impressive. Theo only seemed to pause for air or to let out a loud burp, thumping his chest and belly for room. Eventually he leaned back with a heavy sigh. His whole plate was pretty much licked clean, the salad gone too, and he panted a little, the frenzied look leaving his face as he came back now that the plates were empty.

“Ohhh,” Theo groaned when he saw the empty plate. He knew he had finished it but he hadn’t realized how much he had just eaten. This was a rather large portion plate that would have fed multiple people and usually did, but he’d eaten all of it, and his belly was full. He groaned and hiccupped letting out a belch, wincing, his hands going down to his extremely bloated stomach. His belly felt like it was going to burst and was pushed out instead of flat abs like normal. He moaned a little and Scott looked at him in concern, offering to rub his belly. It seemed very eager but Theo was desperate. He wanted relief from the pain and he wanted it now.

So for once, Scott had switched places and was rubbing his belly rather than the usual Theo rubbing Scott’s. And Theo relaxed against the chair as Scott rubbed his belly, lifting the shirt for a good view of Theo’s pushed out stomach abs looking stretched on a balloon. Scott grinned, rubbing soothing circles.

“Thanks pup,” Theo said and burped loudly again as Scott shifted some. “Oh yeah that’s the stuff. Anyways…I can’t believe that just happened. That was absolutely insane. That was one of the best meals I ever had,” Theo turned and looked at Scott. “And I see you enjoyed yours too,” Theo smirked, seeing Scott’s belly, which not only poked out but spilled over his pants. “What happened there pig? You eat your way out of your pants? How fat are you?” Theo patted Scott’s belly grinning. “You’re getting pretty fat there Scott,” Theo said in a way that absolutely sounded like he didn’t mind one bit as his eyes eagerly drank in the sight. “This was fun. I loved being able to be with you outside of  work and the office where we aren’t surrounded by other people.” Theo reached out and squeezed Scott’s belly. “What a naughty fat pig getting big so fast,” Theo grinned. Scott just kept rubbing his belly, smiling.

They left the restaurant, leaning on one another, Theo supporting them but stumbling a little, off balance from how full he was and supporting Scott. When they got back, they passed Stiles on the way in. “Hey guys, how was the restaurant?” Stiles asked, looking at them with a smirk on his face.

“It was…urrppp, good,” Theo admitted. “Thanks for the suggestion.

“That’s what I’m here for,” Stiles told him.

Theo agreed and helped Scott back to his desk, giving a nod to Stiles as they passed him. Stiles was alright, and Theo couldn’t wait for the next time to go back.

***

Scott bit into his third donut of the morning and made a mental note to stop by the mall on his way home from work and pick up some new work clothes. He should have gone last night. He had gotten halfway to the store before deciding to eat first, and a family size bucket of chicken wings, four biscuits, a container of mashed potatoes and gravy, and four slices of chocolate cake later, Scott didn’t feel like doing much but going home and watching television on his couch before passing out.

This was why he was currently dressed in a manner that was slightly less than professional. His button-down shirt was straining over his belly, puckered near the button and his belly was slightly visible through the gaps. It was also untucked; to hide the fact Scott had used a rubber band to button his dress pants, because the ends of which were just an inch shy of meeting.

That didn’t stop him from eating six donuts for breakfast. He sat back in his chair, rubbing his belly, when Theo came by with another box.

“Leftovers,” Theo grinned. “I had a healthy breakfast before my workout. But I’m sure a glutton like you can finish them.”

Scott opened the box to see seven strawberry frosted donuts. “You got my favorite.”

“What an overfed puppy,” Theo told him, poking Scott’s belly. “This shirt hardly fits you.”

Scott refrained from pointing out how Theo’s shirt was starting to get a little more snug, between his beefy pecs and shoulders and the little gut he was growing. Instead, he returned the poke, smiling as his finger sank slightly into the softness. No one could resist Stiles’ food. “Maybe it’s all muscle like this.”

Theo flexed his arms in response. “You don’t get muscle like this eating donuts.”

“They’re really good,” Scott said happily, stuffing another one in his mouth.

“Like I said, overfed puppy. Gonna get fat, eating like this.”

Scott patted his belly and nodded. “So are we still going for lunch?

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The Offices of Hale & Hale - Round 1 - Theo

- by @fluffyotters​

Theo hadn’t known it then, but Stiles’s introduction was the beginning of something new at Hale & Hale.

It had started out as an ordinary day which meant Theo was mentally planning all the ways he wished he could have punched his boss in the face while smiling and continuing to be a helpful assistant. It wasn’t that Theo hated being an assistant, though he aimed for much higher. No, it was just that, sometimes, Jackson was insufferable and he wished he could have done something, anything, to make it better. It was a tough, oftentimes thankless job and Theo put a lot of work into insuring Jackson was presentable and at his best and did he ever get a nod or mention? Almost never.

The only reason he put up with it sometimes was the advantage such a position in the company gave him. Theo had high aspirations and the intelligence and determination to get to the top. And despite how much he disliked Jackson on a personal level 95% of the time, his job gave him a seat of power and he reveled in the knowledge that all of Jackson’s successes in one way or another were due to himm whether it be preparation, scheduling, reminding Jackson to get moving in the morning, getting him the tools he needed for success, or whatever. And he only disliked Jackson 95% of the time, there were brief moments where Jackson almost had a heart it seemed (before proceeding to wreck the moment in a Jackson way) and it was hard to take care of someone so intimately and not bond with them at least a little. It was those moments and imagining all the ways Theo could have wrecked him but magnanimously didn’t, that got him through the work day at times without throwing his planner in Jackson’s face and quitting.

However, once a certain Stiles Stilinski arrived, there was a change. Theo could sense that the moment Stiles walked in, this kid was different, even before knowing what exactly he was there for. He had seen in the reports sent to him and Jackson that Hale & Hale was hiring a happiness producer. Theo had misgivings about the idea at first and had Jackson call about it but Peter waved it off and said that happy employees would make the company run smoother. That was fair enough. But Theo still didn’t believe that a happiness producer was a real position or was needed there. What exactly did they do that would, say, make Jackson more effective? Theo himself was already quite efficient as an employee even without needing some happiness producer and the whole thing smelled like a fake pitch to him. The heads of other departments were quite skilled and productive. But it was the bosses’ choice and what they said went and Stiles was hired for a happiness producing position. Apparently Lydia was impressed with his work and Theo had to admit she had an uncanny good judge of character too. So if Lydia liked him, Stiles was a done deal.

And then he was being introduced to the team. During the meeting, Theo watched Stiles. He seemed nervous, as he should be, and trying hard not to squirm. But there was just something about him that tickled Theo’s attention, which he didn’t get. Stiles wasn’t the most physically striking person, but everybody seemed to be vibing with him except maybe Jackson and himself. But maybe that was because Theo was still trying to figure him out. Stiles seemed nice enough but it took more than nice to get a position. Theo had to wonder what Stiles did to really win Lydia’s attention among other candidates. Then Stiles brought out muffins which raised both Theo’s approval and suspicion. That definitely seemed like an attempt at bribery and exactly a sort of tactic Theo had employed a while back. Surely they wouldn’t fall for this? The muffins did smell really good though and others went to get some.

Theo reached out and took a muffin, taking a bite out of it. He almost bit his tongue in surprise. It was absolutely excellent and the expressions on other people’s faces made apparent the others had reached a similar conclusion. Well, well, well that was unexpected. Theo pursed his lips. Perhaps Stiles did have some use after all. He was curious where the muffin had come from or if Stiles had made it. Either way, it was well worth a find. It was worth an intern position or that made up department Happiness producer. Theo had a sneaking suspicion on what was the source of the happiness produced. He would learn more about Stiles later in a more complete file now that Stiles was officially hired and not just scant details, and he would observe to figure out the other details that would not be revealed in a mere black and white sheet.

The box of muffins Stiles had brought was devoured  by everyone in the room while they went over business. Theo had to wonder exactly how many people Stiles thought were going to be there or if it was supposed to last a while but there were so many muffins everyone got multiple. Even Theo took three of them. Three very delicious muffins that burst with goodness in his mouth. Jackson was even grumpier than Theo about it which gave Theo a smirk as Jackson reluctantly took some and was unable to stop the look of utter bliss on his face. Theo wished he had a camera to record the moment, that look of awe and utter abandon and throwing caution to the winds. However, Theo wasn’t so happy with himself despite eating the muffins. After all, it was a workout day and such sinfully delicious muffins were bad for that. He was going to have to be more intense to make up for it. If this was what happiness producing was, he was going to have to be careful. He couldn’t let himself be side-tracked from his goal of being the best in all areas. Nor could he afford these distractions, no matter how tempting. He just told himself he was just being polite in having these muffins since they were meant to be eaten and he wasn’t going to need more stuff later. No mistakes and no weakness were acceptable. It was a moment he was going to try hard to not repeat.

Later that day Theo went to the pool eager to fix the lapse in judgment. He didn’t need some happiness producer after all. He carefully folded up his clothes and put on his swim trunks to swim when Stiles and someone else came into the swimming area. It was open of course and everyone was allowed but people also knew it was Theo’s time and he was not, in general, to be disturbed unless it was important and Theo had to put on a smile despite wanting to grimace as he turned towards them.

[chubby-teen-wolf-campfire]

A Very Teen Wolf Fairy Tail - Chapter 3

Chapter 3 - @fluffyotters

“Thank you very much for inviting us in,” Scott said, ever polite.

“It’s no trouble at all dearies,” the old woman said. “It’s rare I have company in this neck of the woods. Usually people just stroll on by.”

“Yeah about that,” Stiles asked. “How come you are so far out here and why would you build your house out of gingerbread?”

“Stiles!” Scott barked a bit. “You don’t ask people why they build houses out of gingerbread like that!” He turned to look at the old lady. “Sorry about that. Stiles likes to ask questions of people. But um…considering that, why do you have a house built of gingerbread out in the middle of the forest?”

“I love to bake and considered it a challenge,” she said. “An entire house of delicious sweets? It must be magic,” she said, a shadow of a sly grin on her face. “But that’s not why you’re here. I invited you here to eat since I can’t have people nibbling on my house now can I?” She lead them to a long dining room guest table. “Please sit down, I’ll be right back.” They sat down.

Lydia broke the silence. "Is it just me or does this seem like a bad idea?”

“No, why would it be a bad idea?” Jackson asked.

“Oh I don’t know, a stranger living in the woods that we somehow stumble upon living in a gingerbread house, does that not scream trap to you?” She asked.

“But she doesn’t smell wrong or like she’s planning something and I feel no instincts warning us of danger,” Derek said. “It is a bit weird I admit to build a house out of baked goods and live in the woods but people build homes out of all sorts of weird things, like ice hotels.”

“Well…” Lydia started before she was interrupted by the women coming in.

“You’re just in luck, I was baking a bunch of treats when you young people came on by.” She rolled in a trolley cart absolutely loaded with baked goods.

“What do you do with so much food?” Lydia asked in shock at seeing how much there was.

“I sell it to various stores after I’m done, I just like to cook and live without distractions from the outside world. You can have as much as you like.” She quickly set out huge plates in front of them. “I recommend starting with the pie and lemon bars though,” she said placing a whole pie and lemon bars in front of all them. She moved faster than her appearance would have lead to believe. “Apple pie is a classic and you’ve never tasted an apple pie until you’ve tried mine if I do say so myself.” She stepped back eagerly watching. “I want to see the first bite,” she said sweetly.

Derek, Scott and Jackson looked at each other and shrugged as they for the moment picked up a fork and stuck it into their pies, bringing up the pieces to their mouths. There was a moment of brief chewing and then…

“Holy mother of god,” Derek said.

“That is….” Jackson followed.

“The best pie ever, ” Scott ended letting out a little moan of pleasure that Derek and Jackson echoed.

Lydia, Allison, and Stiles then tried theirs.

“You’re right, it is,” Allison said sighing.

“I didn’t know pie could even taste this good,” added Lydia.

“This isn’t pie, this is heaven,” Stiles said. “Like literal heaven. I can’t believe it.”

The old woman chuckled approvingly. “You’re all very welcome, now eat up, I don’t want any of you to be hungry if I can help it.”

“That won’t be a problem,” Scott said pausing a big fast scoop to his mouth. “It’s so good. I could just eat it all.”

“Why thank you, it warms my heart to make people happy,” the lady said, turning and leaving them for a moment. They didn’t see the large dark smile on her face, as she walked to the back where she could watch their progress from. They were hers now and she had no intention of letting them go. The wolves and humans sprung her trap and were going to get nice and big for her.

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