azure/anon oc male fats/slob/stuffing/gas/domme

anon: i'd love to say words about fatties but i don't know a good way to start it that isn't overt
azureangelic: pfft its fine
anon: I mean i definitely wouldn't mind one smushing into the window on the seat next to me on the bus
azureangelic: that could make the trip both significantly cozier and significantly less comfortable depending

anon: it'd definitely be awkward that's for sure
anon: havin' a cute guy's double-wide hips grinding into you
anon: completely accidentally of all things
azureangelic: not really able to not be smushed by hips and lovehandles when every motion causes his clothes to ride up a little more
anon: what was at least covered by a tight tee is now soft bare side-flab, somehow completely unnoticed by him
anon: Whether it's so much that he's gotten used to brushing up against things by now
anon: Or he's completely engrossed in the road snacks he's downing
azureangelic: perhaps a bit of both
anon: What's a few extra pounds and a little hip bumping? especially if the bumpee isn't complaining per se
anon: Just shifting and thinking about giving it a little squeeze

azureangelic: too busy nibbling on the contents of his undersized-for-his-girth backpack to realize his thick, jean-clad thighs and exposed expansive handles and side-belly are pressing his unwitting seatmate further against the wall
azureangelic: the bus already too undersized to support one big boy comfortably let alone trying to squeeze in another passenger without them ending up making more thna a little skin contact

anon: A small nuzzle of said sides wouldn't hurt, in proximity enough of his great stomach to hear it churn and gurgle as it digest the salty snax. A feat it is used to but not in such tight and warm quarters
anon: As if being squeezed by a unnoticing, oblivious giant of a boy wasn't enough, he's beginning to sweat as well, thanks to a preference-bordering-on-addiction to hot fries

azureangelic: probably causing his jeans to fall down his enormous rump whenever he leans forward and exposing his fatty lower back and upper ass, the skintight denim struggling to hold in his sheer mass almost as much as the bulging short sleeves of his top or the hem of the not-huge-enough-garment wrapped around his belly
azureangelic: but the bus is warm and having more of his blubber exposed would be reliving, even if it means hes putting on a bit of a show for the guy next to him and almost sinking into his sides

anon: Guy's groaning when he pushes forward, and what should be a slight relief from the wedging is instead multiplied by a sudden release of gas followed by a sigh of HIS relief
anon: Trapped between him and the 'unfortunate' soul he's unknowingly keeping prisoner
anon: Sighing so breathless and relaxed you'd think it was coming from a guy several hundred pounds lighter

azureangelic: almost immediately followed by a rush of blood to his chubby cheeks when he remembers hes sharing a seat with someone else, and that someone else is all but leaning against his side, willingly or by lack of room in the cramped seat, though he isnt quite embarassed enough to stop snacking
azureangelic: every time the bus hits a bump in the road his entire body quakes like jello, wobbling forward and backwards and blubbing out of his clothes more, and bumping against his unwitting seatmate, though the glutton barely even notices

anon: A quick "My bad" is guilt-freeing enough for him to return to his eating,brushing red-crumb-covered fingers on his bare sides
anon: You could almost swear that you could hear sloshing coming from that gut
anon: The SEVERAL liters of soda he guzzled down before departing, thinking the sugar'd keep him awake the whole trip
anon: Now just leaving him with a fuller bladder and a belly ready to bust a button or two

azureangelic: hes only finished a quarter of his bags contents and he's already full, heavy, and lethargic, belly slightly swollen from all the junk food packed into it and shirt riding up from both his guzzling and snakcing and the movements of his wobbling, rippling fat, giving you a clear view of his sides expanding outwards freely and his deep belly button peeking out from under the hem of his slightly food-marred top

anon: The navel's lightly surrounded by hair, as opposed to the rest of his trimmed tubbiness. Were foodstuffs not taking up space you could prbably stick most of a finger in there

azureangelic: you could probably lose half your finger in any of him, incredibly thick and plush and heavy fat bulging out in every direction not hampered by straining clothes

anon: When he reaches his destination he's going to have to go shopping for another X for his XXL
anon: Which will, of course, be quickly stained and messed. He's a klutz more than anything, often forgetting napkins, manners, the fact that he's worn the same underwear multiple days in a row

azureangelic: and yet even as every passing minute and gobbled-up snack causes his bulk to shift just a bit closer to you the feeling of his massive side-belly and firmly squeezed thighs never becomes too much to handle, though it does get rather heavy and engulfing rather quickly when another rough patch in the road sends his mass jiggling and blorping against you suddenly

azureangelic: (if it seems like im skipping your stuff its because im only getting your messages after i post mine and skype is dumb)

azureangelic: his clumsiness only makes it more adorable the way he licks dust and juices from his chubby fingers and absendmindedly adds another stain to the side of his shirt when he habitually wipes it off

anon: The behemoth of a boy suddenly leaning on your twigness is smothering to say the least, leaving you drizzled in sweat and crumbs, and leaving him with one bad ache in his gut.
anon: With no other real option (as this bath has no bathroom) all he can do is ask his seatmate if they wouldn't mind easing the ache a little
anon: Ironic considering the front seat show to his flab you've been getting already

azureangelic: before really waiting for an answer the burbling in the side of his gut shifts and he lets loose with a deep, gurgling belch, definitely sound a little wet and queasy, though not to the extent that he doesnt give a little happy murmur and rest his hand on his enormously rotund midriff, biting his lip and eyeing your own hands

anon: No real choice, as the giant boy might get restless, or ache MORE. He sighs in relief again as you knead the bloated belly, now able to feel the gases building up inside. More belching ensues but not as big as the first one, now content belches in between mutters of thanks, almost shyly

azureangelic: he shifts towards you a bit more and lets your torso press against his bare side further, needily leaning into the way one of your hands slides to his back to rub it reassuringly and the other reaches aaaall the way around his front to palm and knead and grope at the exposed lower roll of his gut
azureangelic: the overfed boy whimpering happily as you grab at his huge, heavy, fully exposed lower tummy while it hangs out of his tight top, and a shiver running down his spine as he belches obediantly when you push down firmly on the middle of the doughy, sloshy mass

anon: You're practically pushing the gas out of him at this point, almost scolding him for being such a bloated blubberball.You might regret it but it's worth getting a little revenge as your hand wanders down into his back pants, fondling that big butt of his that you've become so familiar with by now.
anon: It's definitely wet, -squish-ing as you grab. He can't help but moan a little, but he's not complaining about it

azureangelic: as the feeling of having both his belly and butt groped he flushes a deeper red but gives you an almost shyly flirting look, breathlessly motioning down at his huge, heaving belly and silently instructing to slide your hand downwards, underneath the massive burbling mass
azureangelic: when your hand disappears beneath his huge, blubbery belly, its not hard to blindly feel that hes a bit tighter in the jeans than usual (even with how absolutely crammed into the creaking fabric his hips, thighs and rump are), as well as the thick, heaving, roiling indigestion that throbs against your palm with every deep gurgling bubble or churn
azureangelic: almost the exact moment you push upwards against his unbearably warm and soft undergut he gives a throaty sigh of relief and lets loose with a pent-up gassy release, wet and booming and rumbling and causing his half-exposed asscheeks to quake and wobble and slap together wildly from just how gassy the overfilled pig had been in the hours leading up to and during the trip

anon: Needless to say you probably shouldn't use one of those hands to eat 'til later
anon: Despite his relief he still eyes you wantingly, as you still haven't gotten your other hand off the bulge is his pants. COnsidering the difficulty of trying to unbutton those things under that belly, the best you can do is squeeze and grope, giving him a shiver, as he gets a sweaty arm around you, pulling you in closer
anon: His clothes are sticky-stained enough with sweat already, he wouldn't mind a little extra

azureangelic: even though he's panting a bit from just pulling you closer (as well as the groping, but, well), its obvious that hes very much enjoying both the amount of attention you're slathering his huge, fatty frame with, and with the way he leans more heavily against you and almost engulfs your side in his mass its also becoming obvious that hes a but lusty over just how much smaller than him you are
azureangelic: one of his thighs pressing down on your lap and his huge bare lovehandle pressing against your torso as he gurgles and hiccups a bit and uses his free pillowy arm to grope at the other side of his monumental girth

anon: He's starting to take his rightful place using both of the seats as his own, relaxing further with each grab you give his member, and cooing as you move your other hand up out of his underwear to grab under his other arm, embracing him
anon: As much as he tries to domme and try to be the big blubbering bad boy he's still kind of a baby in your arms though

azureangelic: that said, the more he jiggles and shifts against you the more he does his best to put himself in a more flattering position, first turning more to face you so that his huge belly is filling your lap and pressing down against you, making it harder to stay sitting up as you rub your hands over his sides and grab handfuls of thick flab, and then slowly squishing against you more
azureangelic: letting your arms try to wrap around his gut and his things press atop yours until he's on the verge of actually being on top of you, moaning and panting and giving little happy whining noises at the way you do your best to knead and rub his full gut and the rather frequent gurgly releases of gas from both his food-stained lips or his wide, wobbly ass
azureangelic: letting you try to hold him up as his straining jeans tent as much as they can with how tightly-stretched they already are over his thighs and hips

anon: (i've reached my stop so this is probably a good place to end it sorry)
azureangelic: ah no thats fine
anon: (though let's leave it open 'cause i am likin it~)