Moriarty absorbing Mycroft into his fat
Characters: Sherlock Holmes, Jim Moriarty, Sebastian Moran, Mycroft Holmes
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (books)
Content: extreme weight gain, hyper fats, absorbing
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Sherlock wasn’t usually one to be pushed to pause by anxiety, but as he sat at his laptop with a video entitled Morcroft.mp4 that had been sent to him via email that morning he found himself tensed and simply staring at his screen. His brother has been missing for a few months now, something which seemed odd to anyone who knew of him. “How the hell had a sixteen hundred pound man gone missing?” Was the question on every tabloid and being gossiped about in every pub. Sherlock had not been leading the investigation, he knew full well it would he unethical and he couldn’t say he was desperate for his brother to return. That being said, he still cared for the man and he knew any file sent to him by, presumably, James Moriarty would not be pleasant. He ran his pale thin fingers through his dark curls as he felt his lithe body shake. He closed his eyes, let out a sigh and decided to simply, eat the frog. He quickly pressed play and pressed his closed fist into his lips.
At first it seemed fairly unremarkable. There was a large pale, hairless pile of fat that belonged to Moriarty himself. Sherlock would recognise it anywhere, especially with those two piercing specs in the deep caverns of fat staring directly into the camera. The camera zoomed out further, showing that Moriarty, was not alone. There was another mass of fat rolls pressing into his, fighting for space. Sherlock’s spine straightened, there was something familiar about the thick ginger hair over some of the slightly smaller pale fat rolls…
“Hey there, baby Holmes,” a boorish voice said. Sherlock groaned, Sebastian Moran was the man behind the camera it seemed. “Say hello to big brother.” The camera panned and sure enough the next thing centred in the frame was a bloated head sinking into a neck roll, a patch of ginger hair on his head matching that which coated his adipose. The creature sucked on a tube dutifully, piggish green eyes glazed over. “We fattened him up, but I know you’d recognise him anywhere. Who d’ya think’s bigger? Well-” The camera cut to a screen showing both Jim Moriarty and Mycroft Holmes’ physical specifications. It seemed his brother was now 2412lbs, and his nemesis was 4182. Sherlock’s eyes widened in shock, it seemed impossible, horrifying, and fascinating all at once. “Now for the main event,” Sebastian ended before snorting with laughter.
The frame changed again, this time a handheld, shaky camera was filming and Sherlock could only assume that it was Moran doing the job. He was sat on a gigantic neck roll, a heavy wheezing filled the speakers to the point of causing an incomprehensible crackling that made Sherlock wince.
“You ready, Jimmy?” Moran asked, if Sherlock didn’t know any better he’d have thought it was concern. There were no ‘words’ in response, just a vague grunting sound that Sherlock thought sounded slightly affirmative. “You heard the man, let’s get started.” There was a large clunk! suggesting a switch had been turned on, followed by a loud whirring sound. The camera haphazardly showed the rest of the room, pipes rapidly filling with a yellow liquid and wires that pressed sparks and shocks into Mycroft’s fat. Sherlock clenched his teeth, it seemed so crude simply to show him a video of them torturing his brother. Either he’d overestimated them or there was something else to it, he thought. He furrowed his brow, trying to focus when suddenly he noticed it. He paused the video, he zoomed in on two rolls of fat and examined the frame. It looked as if the fat ginger rolls were merging with the hairless pale ones. He resumed the video and sure enough, Mycroft’s body was being absorbed by Moriarty’s. It was if there bodies were growing into each other, all Sherlock could do was watch in horror as Moriarty grew, and Mycroft… shrunk? Merged? It went on for a good thirty minutes. Until finally the whirring quietened, and the footage stopped, showing a massive fat roll that was once two, but now had a line showing where they’d merged made of thick ginger hair.