Fat!Mae X Reader: Good Morning
                                                      By Roxas617/Yami-Han

	Possum springs, a quiet town with little going for it; an area that feels like it’s been abandoned by the march of time. Some would call it a charmingly rustic township, but to you that’s just another way of saying outdated and boring as can be. Barely any electronics, little to do, crowded with people either too down on their luck to move out, or to stubborn, and no cellphone reception. But you suppose the townsfolk can’t help it. Any town in such an economic drought would be hard to improve. In fact, the only reason you’re here is because of a family visit. You might be a college student with a bright future ahead, but you should never be too busy to visit your folks. Or at least, that’s what they told you.
	But as the days passed by, you grew tired of this primitive borough. As the charm of the old-fashioned boondocks dwindled, your desire to go back to your much nicer college town grew. You’d leave early, but you didn’t want to hurt your parent’s feelings. The sheer boredom of living in possum springs ate away at you, until you heard news about a party being held in the woods. You thought it would it would be a good way to take your mind off the monotony of your situation. Besides, free alcohol has always been a good way to get you socializing. It’s also been the cause of various terrible choices, but that’s not important.
	That’s when you met a girl named Mae Borowski. You’ve considered her to be the one good thing to come out of staying here. Though, you’re not entirely sure what you’d call your relationship with her. You’re unsure if you’d consider yourself emotionally close enough to call her your girlfriend. You guess the most accurate word to describe your situation right now would be “friends with benefits”. Sure, she’s an interesting person, and she’s fun to talk to, not to mention that you enjoy her close company. But going so far as to think of her as someone you could be so emotionally intimate and vulnerable with is something you’re not sure you’re ready for yet.
	Mae is someone you’d call “eccentric” to put it lightly. She views the world in a strange, yet fascinating way like no one else you’ve met before. She’s snarky, poor at socializing, and a bit of a jerk, but also compassionate and maybe even brilliant in her own way. You think she could’ve done well enough at college, if not for her own troublesome situation. Depression, anxiety, and episodes of dissociation would turn anyone into a bit of mess, really. You’ve usually tried to stay away from people you’ve felt you couldn’t help before, but there was something engaging about her. And you guess those are the reasons you’re in this current position
	The morning sun shines some light onto your face as you start to wake up. You’re in a slightly cluttered room with an orange carpet and tan wallpaper. You can see posters of various bands and pop culture symbols lining the walls. You’re currently sitting on a cheap futon in nothing but your undergarments. You try to recollect yesterday’s events, and you realize the reason why you’re here is right next to you.
	There she was, sleeping peacefully as the morning sun shined on her bluish-black fur. At that moment, you also remembered what else drew you to Mae in the first place; she was quite possibly the largest woman in Possum springs. Below her short, thick neck were swollen rolls of back fat that folded over the straps of her white bra. Her panties dug into her massive, pillow-soft ass cheeks, making it appear like she had an extra skimpy thong on. Meaty thunder thighs and fat legs accentuated her slightly pear shaped body, as flabby arms adorned her delicate shoulders.
	She says her weight comes from stress about a lot of things, most of which she doesn’t like to talk about. You’ve always preferred round girls, but you were never quite sure why. You say it’s because they look soft and comfy, but maybe it’s something else? Maybe you think they don’t care about how their bodies look as much, so they don’t care as much about how other people look. But that’s dumb. Everybody is shallow in some way, you tell yourself. Whatever the reason, Mae’s chunky physique added to her strangely charming personality.
	You poke her slumbering body to see if she’ll wake up. There’s no response. You try poking her harder. She grunts, but refuses to wake up. You then decide to playfully kiss her neck.
“Alright, I’m up.” She says in a lightly groggy voice.
Her lumbering body rolled over to face you. Her bright yellow eyes stared into your own with a mixture of annoyance and sleepiness. She had thick cheeks and a slight double chin. Her soft breasts, while small in comparison to the rest of her, smooshed against your chest. Below them was her round, enormous gut that sagged over her crotch. Her plump belly pressed firmly against your groin, as the situation became a bit more sensual.
“You know I set my alarm clock for a reason.” You told her that you couldn’t resist. “You’re a weirdo.” She rolled back over. “I probably look as terrible as usual. God, I don’t know how I let myself go this bad.” A combination of depression, anxiety, and food, you asked, offering an explanation. “Maybe.” She sat up and grabbed some of her belly flab. “Selmers is probably thinner than me at this point. Guess I can’t walk on the telephone wires anymore.” She picked up a journal on the side of her bed and started writing in it. Curious, you peered over to see what she put down.
Thought: Never go on an extreme pierogi binge and demand belly rubs until you pass out from being a fat shitlord.
It was then followed by a doodle of her with an angry face saying Also, stop looking (Y/N). You might have overstepped your boundaries on that part. Mae didn’t really show people the contents of her book often, if ever. Not even to her closest friends. You took the time to look her over, and observed the small details of how her fat body worked. As she sat on her plump rear, you could see how her stomach divided into two large rolls, the various rolls on her side, how the fat in her thighs spread out on the bed. Perfection, you thought. You’ve been told that looks aren’t everything, but they’re sure as hell a plus. Many girls couldn’t pull off looking fat and hot, but Mae just looked so soft to the touch, like a living mattress. She perfectly fit the cliché of a fat, lazy cat. The feral kind, of course. You’re not speciesist.
Anyway, she put her journal back and got off the bed, swearing you could feel the weight being lifted off the mattress. “I’m gonna look like shit in the mirror, aren’t I?” She glanced at her reflection.
“I look like shit.” You got up and wrapped your hands around her as best you could and stated how she does not, in fact, look like shit. “I mean, I guess I don’t look worse than usual.” You tried to tell her how there’s a big difference between self-deprecation and self-hatred. Moving on from that, you told her how you enjoyed spending last night with her. “It wasn’t that special. Just a blowjob and cuddling. But, glad you liked it, I guess.” She took your hands off her gut. “God, you’re really obsessed with this thing.” She plopped herself on the bed with a thud and tried to reach for her laptop. “My arms are short, and I’m lazy. Can you get that for me?” You placed the computer on her paunch as if it were a makeshift desk. “Thanks.”
You sat beside her and peeked at what she was doing. She was playing some game called Demon Tower, which you’ve heard good things about. You asked why she wasn’t using a controller, as from the looks of it, she wasn’t doing too well with a mouse and keyboard.
“Don’t have any money, so I can’t buy one.” You then asked why she didn’t get a job. “Reasons.” The usual response.
“Mae.” You say.
“What?”
“You don’t look terrible.” She rolled her eyes in annoyance.
“If you say so.” You insisted that you meant it. “By your definition, or by normal people’s?” You reminded her that she’s not exactly normal either. “True. Also, why are you still here?” You told her it was because everywhere else is boring in comparison. “Fine, you can stay. I didn’t have any plans for today anyway.” And like that, she went back to her game like you weren’t even there. Still, it was nice to be around with her.
“Actually, I still don’t know why you’d want to be with someone like me.” She spoke up after a little bit. “Yeah, I said I’m fat because of stress and stuff, but a lot of it’s because I don’t have any self-restraint. I mean, I had trouble controlling myself before I was a lard-ass. Guess the only thing that’s changed is the fact I’m a big, hefty butterball now. I don’t even know why I’m bothered about this. It’s not like I was all that athletic in the first place. Hell, I don’t even know if I have a future at this rate. I guess it just confirms how much of a lazy dropout I am. It’s like everybody but me has things figured out. Maybe that’s the real reason I’m a fatty. Still, it’s probably too late for me to slim back down. It’s okay, though. I’ve gotten used to being like this. But, I guess my parents are still here to help. And Bea. Plus, Greg and Angus haven’t left yet.” You rested your head on her shoulder.
“I’m here.” You said. “I don’t think you’re as bad as you think you are.” She paused for a moment. After a few seconds, she closed her laptop and embraced you the warmest hug you’ve ever been given. You could feel every inch of her soft body cushioning you like a bed of feathers, her fur smooth and silky to the touch. You would stay like this for hours if you could.
“Hey (Y/N).” She put a hand on your cheek, and looked into your eyes. “I…” Then, she gave you a passionate kiss. “I’m happy you’re here.” You asked if she was okay. “Yeah. It’s just… a lot of things are going through my head right now.” She held you closer.
“Like what?” You asked. You wondered if she was thinking about moving forward with your relationship. But would you be ready for that?
“Like… I don’t know, maybe you’re more than a friend. I mean, I never got this close with Bea, and we’ve known each other since being scouts. And you I’ve known for, like… less than that. God, why does everything have to be so weird?” You said you were okay with weird. She’s weird, you’re weird, the whole world’s weird. It doesn’t matter, you said. “You’re right. None of that matters. Everything sucks forever. But you and everyone else makes things suck less.”
“Good to know.” At that moment, you a thought crossed your mind: Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to get together for real. After a while, she let you go.
“Still, I guess I’m lucky I found a guy who’s into this sort of stuff.” Mae grabbed her love handles and gave her belly an extensive shake. “And I’m starting to see a plus to all this. Imagine the kinky stuff I couldn’t try as a skinny girl.” She patted her portly tummy “And I give less of a shit about what I eat. Imagine how much I can stuff myself.” She noticed how flustered you were getting. “You like that, don’t you?”
Before you could have any time to react, Mae put herself on top of your body, trapping you under her bulk. Her lips were just inches away from yours, as a devious smile crossed her face. “I saw you staring, and I know you can’t get enough of this…” You could feel her jelly-belly grind against your loins. It’s soft and squishy, and felt as if it could smother half of your being. You felt her moving back and forth, rubbing her gut over your cock. Then, she grabbed your wrists and forcibly locked her lips with yours. She moaned with excitement, moving at a faster pace. She then switched from going back and forth, to going in a circular motion, delicately massaging your manhood. She stuck her tongue in, holding you in place even harder. You desperately wanted to remove your undergarments and let her do as she pleased with your wang. At that moment, she released you from her kiss.
“You love my big, fat body, right? I bet you want me bigger. You’re my special little lard-lover…” She whispered in your ear. “And you’ll enjoy every inch of me.” She gave you another kiss on the cheek before sitting up. Then, she slid your underwear off and tossed the garment aside. You could feel the cool morning air on your member, completely exposed to the plump feline before you. She looked at your erection, a lustful expression on her face. She giggled, stroking the head of your cock with her finger tips. Your dick became harder and harder, all manner of lewd desires crossing your mind. Mae noticed your heavy breathing, grinning at the thought of how horny this was making you.
She stopped. Just from looking into her eyes, you knew she was planning something. “Remember when I said something about Kinky stuff?” She ran her hands up her gelatinous thighs, and rested them on her stomach. She jiggled it, waves forming across her belly. You could feel yourself becoming fully erect. “Hey.” You came out of your lecherous stupor. “I’ve been looking up stuff about what fat-lovers like.  I think it’s called belly fucking?” She squeezed the sides of her gut. “You guys come up with some weird stuff. I wonder…” Is she really doing this, you thought? “Interested? Of course you are.” You positioned yourselves for optimal pleasure. You both anticipated the other’s next move, hoping this would work as intended. “Come on, I don’t want you getting soft on me.” You grabbed her tummy for support as she leaned back in expectation. You took a deep breath, readying yourself for what came next. “Stick it in…” Your hips slammed against her stomach, the warm, broad abyss of her bellybutton engorging your penis easily. She grunted at first, but then her voice softened into moans. “God, this feels so weird. This is…” She started to breathe heavily. “Why does this feel so good? You heard her wail in ecstasy.
You pounded into her harder and harder with steady succession, gripping her jelly-like midsection. You shifted yourself closer to her gut, its fluffiness pressing against your entire body. You wrapped your arms around her, trying to reach her back and undo her bra, but your fingers barely reach past her sides. Regardless, you both felt incredible, feeling as though you were always meant for each other. Your wang moved in and out of her navel, the sweat from your exertion letting you glide with ease. Mae clenched her belly with force, making even tighter for you. You could see how much she was enjoying this, her pants of pleasure music to your ears. “I thought this was going to be stupid and terrible, but I proved myself wrong. I was right about a thing!” You felt like you were just about to cum, and from the looks of it, she was too. “Lord, I was missing out all this time.” You wanted her. You wanted every inch of her. Her tummy, her thighs, her breasts, and her perfect butt. You wanted to feel every part of her flabby body.   Your pent-up load explodes within her navel, filling it up and dripping out, oozing down the vastness of her gut. Right after that, she cums too, staining her panties. “You wouldn’t think non-vaginal penetration would be this hot. Christ that was amazing.” You laid back on the bed, catching your breath. “You okay?”
You assured her that you were fine. “I didn’t think it’d take that much out of you.” You didn’t think so either. She noticed the semen coming out of her bellybutton. “Oh, right. Probably should get some tissues. And different underwear.”
“Want me to get some?” You offered.
“Nah. You should probably clean yourself up, though.” Your dick was still covered in cum. suddenly, there was a noise that came from her laptop. “Hold on.” She laid on her stomach and opened the computer, ass facing toward you. “Someone messaged me. No peeking this time.” As she typed away, you drew more and more focus towards her rear. It was amazing just how much fat was in those two orbs of flesh. Her gut squished itself on the bed, and despite its mass, it didn’t stop her from using her laptop normally. You sat there, your attention glued to her perfectly large furry buttocks, imagining what it would be like to be under them. You noticed how you were starting to get hard again. Of all the girls you’ve seen in your life, both in public and on the internet, you never expected to see such glorious ass cheeks up close. What would it be like if they were even bigger, you thought? Maybe you should try feeding her? Take her to a buffet and watch her stuff herself full? At that moment you listened to your libido and gave her arse a smack, ripples forming from the contact.
“Oh?” She looked over her shoulder. “You want to play it that way, huh?” She sat straight up, facing away from you. “You must really love this thing…” She smacked her ass and jiggled it right in front of you. “You want it?” With that, she plopped her butt down on your face. It was so sudden, so quick that it took some time for you to react. Everything you saw was black, as her pudding-like buttocks smooshed heavily onto your face. No matter how your head turned, your cheeks, nose, and mouth were covered by two boulders of flesh and fur. You could feel the silk of her small panties brush the tip of your nose, feeling the heat radiating from her ass on your face. It was slightly suffocating and a lot of pressure to your head, but the sensation of being set upon by Mae’s impeccably perfect buns was amazing. So amazing, in fact, that you were practically rock hard.
“Choke on my ass!” She yelled. “Go legally brain dead from lack of oxygen from choking on my entire ass!" She saw your erection and bent over. “I think I deserve a treat for all this.” You felt her breath tingling your cock. She slowly wrapped her lips around your man hood and rhythmically bobbed her head up and down. With her fat ass in your face and her mouth on your dick, it was pure heaven. She then picked up speed and shook her ass, making the experience even more intense. Her tongue swirled and caressed your member within her gob. All the pent up arousal came shooting out of your wang and filled her mouth. She stayed still and gulped your seed down with satisfaction. “I didn’t know how much I needed that. Oh, right.” She lifted her ass off of you, sweat pouring down on your face. “Hey (Y/N).”
Mae picked you up in an all-enveloping hug. “I love you.” You hugged her back as hard as you could.
“I love you too.” You said. Everything was clear now. All your doubts and concerns were washed away. This was someone you could truly be intimate with, someone you could trust. The light within this dark and dreary town. Someone you could really be close to.
Someone you loved.