Tiny licked his lips and rubbed his belly a bit, wanting to be huge more than ever now. So he just kept eating! Whatever was laying around in the fridge, he ate. Then David came home, tired and sighing from a long day. He saw his husband in the living room eating on the couch in just his boxers. David chuckled a bit and shook his head, setting his briefcase down on a chair as he walked into the room.
"I guess you already ate dinner?" he asked with a tired smile.
"Yeah, heh. And speaking of that," Tiny said before letting out a loud, deep burp. "Oof, heh."
David sat next to Tiny and smiled, "Nice one, hun. But what did you want to talk about?"
Tiny shifted a bit and sat up straight, looking down a bit at his husband, "I want to be fat."
"You are fat! You're huge, hun!"
"No, I mean, I want to be really fat. Like huge! Massive! FAT!" Tiny said, holding his hands out for emphasis. "Babe, I want to be as hugely fat as I possibly can."
David's eyes went wide and he stammered a bit as he tried to put his thoughts together. He put his hand on Tiny's belly and kissed him deeply. He gave the belly a little rub and smiled at his husband. Those were the words he wanted to hear.
"Let's make it happen," David smiled.
"Really?" Tiny asked, shocked.
"Yes, really. Let's make you HUGE!" David laughs. "So let's..."
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