azure/molly: slobpeta/sollux stuffing mini

molly kaname: hey what if slobpeta/sollux mutual feeding
azureangelic: nepeta and sollux go out to a resteraunt because everyone else is busy ans they're lonely and when they get there nepeta orders like six plates of food and starts devouring it all
azureangelic: and sollux has like 20 boners and she tries to get him to indulge himself like she does and it ends with them cramming greasy roast duck and slices of chocolate cheesecake into each others faces
molly kaname: what about when they go home and can barely move and gassy nepeta and they mack on each other
molly kaname: (also id like to congratulate u. i now cannot get off unless there is burping and their stomach is bigger than most of their body)
azureangelic: (oops)
molly kaname: omg
molly kaname: DRABBLE ME THIS PLs i need faps
azureangelic: well uh
azureangelic: i cant see sollux handling being super ultra full very well
azureangelic: so they get to sollux's place and hes just kind of weakly staggering under the weight of his gut which is bulging out from under his shirt
azureangelic: and he just groans and hiccups as he tries to get his keys and get to the front door
azureangelic: and nepeta is behind him and she just sort of squeezes herself out the car door and waddles up and she's just so unbelieveably bloated her shirt is starting to tear and her belly is this semispherical drooping gurgling ball under her thick fat breasts and above her monsterous thighs that wobble in the crisp night air because she's too much of a slobby kitty to bother putting on pants that actually fit before dragging her friends to cheap food establishments
azureangelic: but yeah sollux gets the door open and sort of stands aside against the railing of the stairs to let nepeta in
azureangelic: and shes just so packed full of shitty greasy food the sides of her stomach are squeezing against him as she sloshes past and he has to shove at her rear to get her through the doorframe
azureangelic: which is not made any easier by the sight of her titanic asscheeks barely held within ripped shorts and her conspicious lack of panties
azureangelic: once they're in sollux kind of sits down on one side of the musty couch in his living room and moans as he rubs his aching stomach
azureangelic: nepeta sits next to him and there just isnt enough room on the couch to hold her, her belly the size of an overinflated beachball and her generous lovehandles spilling over the waist of her shorts
azureangelic: when she sits down the entire couch just creaks horribly and half of her meaty sweat-slick thigh is intruding onto sollux's lap
azureangelic: even though she's shorter than him she's at least three times as wide and all she shows for it is a content sigh and a purr as she follows his lead and slumps back, basking in the feel of her slightly damp taut-yet-doughy belly churning away at her meal
azureangelic: sollux doesnt really know what to do besides reach over and rest his hands on her tummy, its owner giving a throaty purr as his fingers prod at the quivering jello-like mound of kittyflesh, and when he moves to take his hand off of her awkwardly she giggles and tells him she doesn't mind, lifting her shirt until it only covers her boobs and leaning back to give him full access to her gut
azureangelic: he just sort of stares at it dumbfounded but eventually he resigns to starting to massage it, feeling hunks of meat and strings of pasta and unchewed meat patties and half-digested fish squelching and burbling around under his fingers
azureangelic: as he squeezes the sides gently she moans and a forceful belch sputters from her lips, deep and booming and smelling far too disgusting yet he manages to bear it and keeps working away at her
azureangelic: eventually the fatigue of the evening catches up to him and his head starts drooping a bit, and before long he's using her as a pillow, head resting between her wobbly breasts and arms wrapped around her gut as he listens to the inhuman sounds her abused stomach makes as it struggles to handle the task of digesting far, far too much food for one girl
azureangelic: she rolls over onto her side and he follows suit, smushed between her back and the back of the couch, rubbing her belly as he spoons her, his fingers poking at her belly button and causing her to giggle a bit from sensitivity
azureangelic: at one point she groans a bit and when he asks whats wrong he hears this low ominous glurmble from the depths of her bottomless stomach followed by a higher-pitched squelching
azureangelic: after which she gives a sigh of relief and abruptly lets a low, bassy fart fly, gas smoothly transistioning to a constant rumbling stream of hot air against his legs, and even though it's muffled by two bodies and two layers of clothes he can still smell the audcaious odor well enough to make nepeta notice the throbbing erection against her rump
azureangelic: bluh this kind of turned into one-sided fatnepta/sollux instead of mutual feeding