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An Unexpected Visit

Welp It’s been a century since I’ve written anything on this blog. My current hyperfixation fandom now is League of legends though there is literally no WG stories for this fandom at all and the only ones ive seen are for the same females so ive just decided to write somthing for myself with my favorite ship, the two ninja masters Shen and Zed.

I WILL MAKE THIS AS OBVIOUS AS POSSIBLE. THIS IS A WEIGHT GAIN STORY SO IF YOU DONT LIKE IT JUST KEEP ON SCROLLING OK! PLEASE DONT LEAVE ANY HATE OK? THANKS.

He knew he was going to get caught. That was the plan after all. Did Shen wail on him a bit harder then he expected. Just a bit. It was honestly more surprising that he was alive if he really had to think about it. Like his father though Shen had that odd mercy that he never did understand and had him shipped to Tuula Prison where he was purged, rather painfully, of his shadow magic and left in a cell alone. Now he sits on his simple, slightly ratty bed and finishes his lunch for the day, just as he does everyday. He places the plate to the side and places his hand on his stomach. Looking down he flinches slightly at the new doughy softness that has made it’s self known slowly but surely in his time in this cell. Never being allowed to leave his cell much and eating more then he normally would has certainly taken its toll. The master of shadow never really ate much if at all most days and now to suddenly eat three meals a day and not move around much had added plushness he never thought he’d ever see on himself. He grimaces at the taught peasant tunic he’s wearing. It had been getting tighter recently. This would be the forth time he’d need a new shirt. A deep sigh escapes his lips as his hand moves over his distended stomach down to his thickened thighs. It was the oddest sensation to be so…big. Along with this size also came the weight. His movements were slow and and clunky compared to how they used to be because of it. Even walking has changed. From the smooth quick strides to an odd slow sway as his thighs push each other to move forward. Seeing what he’s become from what he was will never cease being embarrassing. Not that he can do much about it anymore. He lays back on the bed and winces as the bed frame creaks. Nothing to do now but lament what once was.

Shen isn’t entirely sure what he’s doing as he walks into the prison. For months now his mind has been filled with the thought of his childhood best friend since he was caught. Of course he pushed duty first above all else. He was caught and now paying for his crime. There should be nothing more to this story. It’s done and over with. At least it should be. His heart and mind seem to be telling him otherwise and was now dragging the Eye of Twilight to Tuula prison to see him. Perhaps if he sees him one more time he’ll finally get over this attachment. The guards are quick to let him in and don’t ask questions when he asks to be left alone with Usan. He’s informed where his cell is and makes a bee line there. As he gets closer though he slows and begins to second guess himself a bit. Why is he doing this again? What was the point? Usan was gone only Zed remained. Yet why did he keep thinking there was a bit of him that he loved still left in this albino man? No. He had to do this. Closer was the only way to truly move on. He’s walking pace renewed he quickly made it to what was supposed to be Zed’s cell but as he peers in he doesn’t see the slender pale figure he was expecting to see. In its place was still a pale form but it was much, much larger then he remembered. Quietly he takes a couple unsure steps forward towards the large man and experimentally calls out to them.

“Usan? Zed? Is that you?” The figure suddenly goes completely still like it was flash frozen and now a statue. Burgundy eyes look back at him with a wide surprised expression. He knew those eyes. This was most definitely Zed. Shen enters his cell and watches as Zed rolls his newly rotund body upright with a couple soft grunts. The albino puffs a bit and takes in a breath as he sits on the bed.

“Shen. What brings you here? I’m sure you’ve heard I am incapable of causing trouble without my powers.” The ginger looks down at the pudgy man with a raised eyebrow. Despite his shock of seeing Zed like this he keeps his voice in his usual calm monotone.

“I am certain the lack of power is a smaller reason for you not causing trouble.” The former Master of Shadows glares up at him. Ah, so there is still some fire in him. That’s oddly nice to see.

“Glad to see your eyes are still functioning.” Zed snaps back at him. Shen sighs.

“I did not come here to fight with you.” The huff that comes from the seated male tells him that he does not believe him.

“Then do tell. Why are you here?” A simple enough question to ask. Not so simple to answer. He supposes being truthful and blunt should be the way to go. Like pulling out a thorn.

“I came here to see you.” The expression of disbelief on Zed’s face tells him he’s still untrusting. Zed knows Shen does not lie but he couldn’t be here for such a simple reason.

“You came here. To see me? Why?” Shen breaks eye contact and lets his blue tinted eyes roam down towards Zed’s new acquisition. The bulging mass sitting heavily in his lap, taking up so much space on those larger thighs that are spread wide on the bed. He is completely transfixed on this new plump form. Every curve and bulge unique and begging him to reach out and explore the tattooed pale mass underneath that strained tunic that seems to be struggling to hold back the, what he assumes to be, slowly growing belly underneath. He clearly was going to need a new shirt soon and possibly new pants as well to hold all of him in. The normally stone face of Zed has gained a hint of red as the Eyes of Kinkou Master roam his body. He clears his throat to try to regain Shen’s attention and those glowing blue eyes look back up at his cherubic face.

“Well? Now that you’ve looked me over enough answer the question. Why are you here?” Shen coughs into his hand and is obviously trying to shove his awkwardness down.

“I told you, I came here to see you. I am not sure why either. You have…been on my mind a lot recently and I thought perhaps if I saw you again I could move on.” The truth has been revealed and a slightly uncomfortable silence fills the air.

“I see. Well, you’ve seen me. Can you move on now?” The slight sadness in Zed’s voice as he says that is not lost on Shen.

“No.” He says bluntly. It was true as well. Seeing Zed, and his new form, again has only increased his heart and mind’s desire to be close to the one he loved, loves, once more. A deep inhale and a couple large strides is the only warning Zed gets as Shen closes the space between them and crouches down to embrace him fully. The albino man goes completely still in shock. Oh. He was not expecting this at all. The embrace was so warm and strong. Large hands squeezing his soft, yielding flesh.Defined jaw and cheekbones pushed against pudgy, round cheeks. Muscular torso against plush belly and breasts. Contrasts so stark but so oddly pleasant against each other. It takes Zed a few moments to fully sink into the hug and return it with his own plush arms. They stay like this for a good while before one of the large hands moves to the front and gives the large fatty mass a gentle squeeze. This brings a sudden small gasp from the shorter man.

“So forward are we?” The assailant lets out a soft, short laugh, hand working the swollen fat slightly.

“I would be lying if I said I was not a bit curious to feel what your body felt like now.” A small strange shiver runs down Zed’s spine. Curious was he? Maybe he should indulge in Shen’s curiosity. He pushes Shen back a bit and lifts the tunic up and off him, letting the restrained tattooed fat flood forward.

“Oh.” Is all the Eye of Twilight can muster as his vision is filled with jiggling paleness. His mouth going a bit dry at the sight of so much ample fat. He can’t remember ever being attracted to larger men but there is just something about the way Zed wears all of this that just seems so nice. A pudgy hand rubs softly at the bulging stomach ever so tauntingly.

“Well, you want a feel?” Yes. Yes he does. Shen wastes no time in letting his hands sink deeply into the blubbery mound on Zed’s lap. It was so warm and lush so perfect for holding. He squeezes his way down to the marked underbelly and lifts the full mass slightly and lets it fall into place. Blue eyes locked in and completely mesmerized by the wobbling it does. A chuckle breaks his concentration.

“I did not take you for someone so interested in this?” Zed gestures to his bloated frame. Shen smiles slightly.

“Neither did I. I suppose I just can not resist you no matter what you look like.” Red flashes across ivory skin.

“Ah. Ever the one for flattery hm?” A surprising tender kiss lands and presses against his belly. The smile widening a bit more.

“No. I just speak truth. You have always been lovely and I still mean it.”  A gentle push that is so reminiscent from when they were young lands on Shen’s face. It seems he has managed to fluster the once cold shadow master. He watches in amusement as the albino squirms slightly and is red faced from embarrassment. Cute. His hand goes up to cup his soft cheek and rubs it tenderly. Getting up he continues to stroke Zed’s cheek. Light blue and burgundy eyes meet before closing. Lips meet with passion that had been pent up for so long. Hands eagerly taking as much of each other as they can until the stronger of the two pushes them down onto the bed. The hefty round frame is quickly straddled. Big plump belly pressed against hardened abs. The kiss breaks when they run out of breath and Shen is looking down at the panting face underneath and can’t help but dip down to kiss the thick layer of fat that has given Zed a second chin. A small laugh comes out of the pale man.

“Having fun?” A hand lands on the center of the tattooed girth and wobbles it a little playfully.

“Yes. How could I not?” Shen lays himself down next to Zed on the bed and holds him close. The hand has not left the shadow masters portly stomach and starts rubbing circles into it. A quiet groan escapes the bloated man. That feels so wonderful. A chuckle comes out of the ginger and he leans in to kiss the others cheek.

���Is that nice?” The white haired man nods and presses himself more into him. So desperate for the touch of one another. So much time has past. So much time wasted. Now they will waste no more time. No more what if’s or wondering what could have been. Living in the past no longer when the future holds something worth thinking about. The blue clad ninja squeezes him tightly, fingers caressing down the side and takes a large handful of a ripe love handle. The tattooed man in his arms holds on to one of his powerful biceps and rests his head underneath his chin. A position they have not had in many years. Calm, comfortable silence befalls them until a faint rumble disturbs the quiet. A dark eyebrow raises up and blue eyes cast down at the tint of red against alabaster cheeks.

“Hungry?” The sound returns to answer for the question. The albino in his arms grumbles as he tries to hide his face from the spirit eyes.

“I’ll take that as a yes then. I suppose I’ll have to remember to bring something for you to eat next time I visit.” A half hearted smack to his arm causes him to laugh faintly.

“As if I need more food.” Zed complains. His belly betraying his declaration with an audible rumble. A kiss makes its way onto his head.

“Well it isn’t like you are going anywhere and whats the harm of having something a little special when I visit?” Dark red eyes look up at him slightly narrowed in suspicion.

“If I didn’t know better I would be assuming you like me like this?” He emphasizes “this” by grabbing a hand full of his plush middle. A war worn callous hand grabs the pale pudgy one and runs a thumb across it.

“Usan, I will like you no matter your form. I will admit your new softness is pleasant but it’s you I adore more then anything.” The ever obvious blush that casts upon Zed’s face brings Shen a deep joy. Those dark ruby eyes cast down a bit as their owner musters up his voice.

“You are just flattering me.” The voice says softly. A finger and thumb come up to take the fat under Zed’s chin and lift his head up to meet loving blue eyes.

“We both know that I am not lying to you. I love you as much as you love me my Heartlight. No amount of weight will change that.” The kiss that comes after is filled with love that makes the once cold shadow master’s heart flutter like when he was young. Parting leaves them wanting a bit more and dip back in for a quick peck before they gain tender smiles on their faces.

“I know you do not lie. That has always been something I have done but not you. You’ve always been so blunt and to the point.” This brings a chortle out of Shen.

“I have no reason to lie and don’t always care for small talk when there is a matter at hand. Like what I should bring you. “ He says a bit cheekily. The large hand returns to its new favorite place upon the large engorged stomach and gives it a playful pinch. An equally playful swat comes down on the cheeky hand. The rarest of broad smiles appears upon the normally stoic face of the Eye of Twilight.

“Ass.” Is the only response he gets from the slightly pouty albino. The ginger decides in that moment would be a good moment to play dumb and reaches further back to pinch at the large behind of the Master of Shadows which prompts a quicker, slightly harder swat. Shen pretends to be confused and looks at him innocently.

“What? You said ass? I assumed that is where you wanted me to touch you?” Those deep red eyes narrow and a plump hand comes forth to squeeze at one of the blue coated large pecs. This in turn makes the cheeky ninja take in a sharp breath. A smirk is plastered on Zed’s face as it was now Shen’s turn to be dusted with red across his face.

“Hm? Is something wrong?” Oh so two can play at the pretending to be dumb game. Light blue eyes take their turn to narrow and the hand holding the wide doughy behind squeeze firmly making Zed gasp slightly. A tan face is quick to use the small distraction and worm its way to the side of Zed’s neck and bury itself. An assault of light kisses there follows and he can feel the blubbery body under him trembling and wobbling from the need to laugh and squirm. Stubborn, still is the shadow master and trying so desperately to maintain his composer in a losing battle. It’s not long before he’s laughing sparaticly and trying to wiggle out of the very strong grasp. Damn Shen and his ridiculous strength! The onslaught continues and the albino is helpless until Shen feels some mercy to let Zed breath. A pleased smile clear on his face.

“I hate you.” Is the response he gives to the man next to him. There is no malice in his voice at all as he says this and the spirit seer knows this.

“I love you too Zed.” That statement is punctuated with a kiss and a huff from the white haired man. He was grumpy it seems.

“My poor Heartlight. Did that upset you? Would you feel a little better if I bring you those dumplings I know you like the next time I visit?” The sudden stillness from Zed tells Shen all he needs to know. He still remembers fondly the times they would go and get them together and even the times Zed had snuck off to get some by himself. They were delicious and he could not blame his love for liking them so much.

“I’ll take that as a yes and perhaps I should bring you some larger clothing as well? Im sure these garbs won’t last much longer and I would hate for you to be so uncomfortable. Maybe even a couple sizes bigger so you have a little room to grow into.” A much deeper red spreads across those chubby white cheeks. Shen tugs curiously on the hem of Zed’s pants. There was not much give there and the stitching down towards those thick thighs were becoming quite strained. The larger body clearly needed room to breath, and grow. The blushing man was oddly quiet which in Shen’s experience means that he is right in his assumption.

“You think I will get bigger?” An uncertain voice says. Blue eyes soften at the question. He muscular man sighs and caresses a warm cheek.

“I do not know but I will love you none the less. I am serious though. I would like to make sure you are comfortable.” The slightly concerned expression turns into questioning.

“I am in prison. I am not supposed to be comfortable” Ah, there he goes starting to push away his love slightly again. Shen will not let him do that again this time non again. A warm soft hand is placed upon his firm jaw draws his attention.

“I know that face. It seems you are determined to make me as comfortable as possible and I can not do much about it can I?” A low chuckle comes out from the blue ninja.

“No, you can’t do anything about it. I will love you and let it be known to you in any way I can.” He says confidently. A pleasant smile grows on Zeds’s face.

“I should have expected nothing less. I love you too My Heartlight.” The albino ends that sentence with a full hug, unifying them once more. They sigh in blissful comfort and time seem to stand still. The world feels so distant from this moment and neither of them wish to return to reality. Unfortunately time does pass and eventually Shen’s visit must come to an end. When the Eye of Twilight shifts to get up Zed knows his blissful time with him is tragically over. Fully sitting up he watches his love stand and stretch before offering him a hand to get up himself.

“Guide me to the door?” A dry short laugh leaves Zed. The door was only a couple steps behind Shen but it would be rude not to see him out. He takes the offered hand and heaves himself up to his feet. All that fat he is carrying drops down and bounces a bit. Standing up he follows the same route that Shen did and stretches a bit leaving his belly open for a couple hands to cup the bulging fat. His own hands meet the strong firm ones as he smiles up at the owner.

“I will miss you.” The master of shadows says honestly. He does not know how long his beloved will be gone but even now before he has even left his heart already aches for him to return. One of the hands moves up to stroke his cheek. A strong, hard abdomen pushes into his lush belly. Those eyes still full of affection he long since thought he would never see again. The lips he longs to kiss over and over part to speak.

“And I will miss you as well. So much. I will try to visit you as much as I can. Perhaps one day when you will be released we can try to have a normal life. As normal as we could have it.” A hopeful dream. Zed would normally crush those dreams as soon as they arise but this time there just seemed to be so much mirth and hope in this one that he just did not have the heart to break it. He would love to try and start life over with Shen once more. Fat or not he would have his love and that is all that mattered now to him. The order would survive with Kayn, it was not like he could do much in this state anyway. Why not try to be happy for once in his life?

“I would adore that, My Heartlight.” The taller man smiles warmly before leaning down to ensnare his plump love in a deep final kiss. Their arms wrapping tightly around one another as if they would never see each other again. Who knew how long it would be before they would see each other again. The kiss breaks with slight panting and immeasurable amounts of fondness. They are stalling for the inevitable departure, they know it, but it is hard to say goodbye after just fully reconnecting.

“Please…be safe.” Is the one request that comes from the shorter man. A hand squeezes his plump upper arm reassuringly.

“I will. For you. In turn I expect you to behave. If you seem like you’ve change it could make it easer to have you released from here.” A hand gestures to the surrounding cell. A short chortle leaves the prisoner.

“By the time I’m allowed to leave I am sure I will be as wide as the doorway.” Zed says sarcastically. Shen glances behind him to look at the aforementioned doorway. It was quite wide. At least double the width Zed was now. A small flash of thought fills the gingers mind for a moment. The thought of Zed being that large made his insides unusually warm. He keeps his stoic face and doesn’t show a hint of what he was currently thinking about.

“As I said and will continue to say. That will not bother me in the slightest. As long as it is you, you may look however you wish. I will always love you.” The heartfelt sentiment is reciprocated with a quick kiss to the jaw from the shadow master.

“I know. I suppose this is where you leave?” Those burgundy eyes glint with a touch of sorrow. Shen breathes heavily with equal amounts of gloom.

“Unfortunately. I will send letters to you between my visits. If we cannot see each other frequently then we can at least write.”  The forlorn feeling in the room lessens slightly at that proclamation.

“I would like that. Very much. Goodbye My Heartlight.” Zed says softly.

“Goodbye, My Love.” Their departure is marked with the actual final embrace and deep passionate kiss. How they wish they did not wish to part but alas it can not be for now. They had waited years for each other with their dispute what is a few more with pleasant visits and and ever growing love.

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I just did some overwatch x reader headcanons I've been thinking about with a friend. I might take some headcanon requests. Reader is gender neutral.

Overwatch x Fat!Reader (Jesse,Hanzo,Genji,Zenyatta) 

Jesse

• Absolutely loves you and your chub no matter how much you have. ⁃ The more you have the more he’s going to squish you. Out of love of course. ⁃ Expect constant side assault squishes and tickles

• Hugs and cuddles all day everyday, everywhere. ⁃ You cooking? Hugs and siphons off food when your distracted. ⁃ You cleaning? You bet your butt he’s going to take that mop and drag you to the couch for cuddles. ⁃ You just walking through the door? Instant cowboy leach.

• Loves to bring you souviners or treats from his travels. ⁃ He loves to cuddle with you and tell you about the trinket or feed you some of the treats he bought. ⁃ He’s brought you a map of the stars once and took you star gazing near his home ⁃ And another where he accidentally bought ghost peppers ⁃ He couldn’t taste for a few days

• You two are each others pillows ⁃ You will play fight over who lays on who ⁃ Jesse will cheat

• If you ever feel down about your weight he’s there for you. ⁃ He’ll do whatever you want as long as your feeling better ⁃ Flattery and compliments all day, even more affection that you didn’t even know was humanly possible. ⁃ All the cheesey southern terms of endearment. ⁃ Sweet pea, Honeysuckle, Sweet heart ect.

• If someone ever insults you about your size ⁃ Well they may not have a solid nose, several broken bones, and an intense fear of cowboys.

Hanzo

• When you get this man’s affections it will not waver for anything let alone apperance. ⁃ Actually likes bigger partners hight or weight. ⁃ If your both, oh boy, thats for nsfw headcanons ;3 

• He is not an overly affectionate person in public ⁃ He’ll hold hands and stay close to you but gets flustered with kisses and the like

• But in privte he can’t get enough of you. ⁃ Loves to hug you and surprise kiss you all the time. ⁃ His favorite thing though is to use your belly or thighs as a pillow and for you to run your hands through his hair. ⁃ His dragons also use you as their fluffy cusion, much to Hanzo’s embarrassment, and amusement .

• Has a super secret not so secret of wearing your clothes, especially when your gone. ⁃ He’s a small man so he drowns in your clothes and he loves it ⁃ His clothes are way too small so to return the favor he ties up your hair with his hair ties ⁃ Or wraps it around your wrist if you have short hair

• If you ever feel down about your weight he will be the sweetest thing with you ⁃ He’ll hold you in front of a mirror and tell you all the things he loves about your body until your completely flushed

• If someone insults you about your size ⁃ You better believe he’s going to shut them down quick and leave a few threats in there.

Genji (cyborg)

• He isn’t the same vain person he was in his youth and sees past your body to find the person he loves in you ⁃ Though all the extra fluff is a very good bounus for him, more of you to love ⁃ Yush!

• He was a bit hesitant at first with physical attention because he was worried his body would hurt you ⁃ You reasured him until he was comfortable enough to touch you ⁃ Now its almost a problem, a good one, but still ⁃ No Genji giving your S/o a heart attack in the middle of the hall for a hug is not ok ⁃ Just ask like a normal person, damn Ninjas

• Will go over the moon if you meditate, or try to, with him and Zenyatta ⁃ It means a lot to him that you try to participate in things that mean a lot to him ⁃ If you fall asleep though he will tickle you mercilessly to get you up

• When your alone he likes to touch you without his armor on ⁃ Its not the same though the sensors in his prostetics ⁃ like Hanzo he will lay on your tummy in a way that allows all his human skin to touch you ⁃ Will and has fought his own dragon for this spot

• If your ever down about your weight he will completely understand and be incredibly supportive ⁃ He’s felt the same way after his cybernetics were placed and tries to help you the way Zenyatta did with him ⁃ Lots of comforting reassurances and meditation to soothe you until you feel a better ⁃ Once you do expect to be takled down and given rasberries and kisses

• If someone insults you about your size ⁃ He’s going to be mad but first gets you way from them, makes you feel better, and then he will pay a visit to that person in the dead of night ⁃ Nightmares forever

Zenyatta

• This sweet omnic never really thought he would find love but is estatic when he fell in love with you ⁃ He loves all shapes and sizes and appreciates all forms of life. He just happens to like yours the most

• That being said he loves learning about the human body so having a human S/o is also a great learning opportunity ⁃ He will want to touch you all over, with your permission of course. ⁃ If you do let him he is so happy and its adorable to watch him gently touch you and ask questions

• Like Genji, meditating, or an attempt to, is a must ⁃ Its his a big part of his way of life and would love for you to be a part of it ⁃ Its ok if you don’t meditate or if you fall asleep he’s just happy your with him

• He would love to have you float around on his lap but if your too heavy to float with him he will wrap himself around you and pull you into his chest. ⁃ He thinks its cute when you blush when he does this and pinches your cheeks and leaves robo kisses on your head

• Sometimes he’s a little insecure with your relationship and not because of you but because of the whole issue with onmics and humans ⁃ He’s worried someone will hurt you because of him ⁃ You have to reassure him and meditate with him ⁃ Then lots of kisses all over his faceplate

• If you ever feel down about your weight he will do everything he can to make you feel better ⁃ He is very good at listening and will listen to you until your done venting ⁃ Once your done though he will go into sweetness overdrive ⁃ He will tell you how attractive you are and how much you mean to him. How lucky he was to find you ⁃ You will have happy tears by the end and he would too if he could cry

• If someone insults you about your size ⁃ Zenyatta will never get physically aggressive but he has a way with words thats a double edged sword ⁃ By the time he’s done with them they are near tears and rethinking life choices

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kanan Jarrus/CT-7567 | Rex, CT-6116 | Kix/CT-7567 | Rex Characters: CT-7567 | Rex, Kanan Jarrus, CT-6116 | Kix Additional Tags: Weight Gain, Rapid weight gain, Belly Kink, Fat fetish, expansion, Feeding, Teasing, Humiliation, Medical Procedures, Dream Sequence, Rare Pairings, Clonecest Summary:

Rex has a series of dreams about gaining weight due to a recent real life event where he realized he has gotten a bit larger over the years.

(Based on Star Wars Rebels Season 2 Episode 9 - “Stealth Strike”.)

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you already know who it is. just gonna copy+paste what we talked about already. "hey about your taking prompts thing.. would you write fat luke (original trilogy age of course) i really like the idea of him as a fat farmboy on tatooine. maybe he could meet someone at tosche station or something >w>"

Luke takes to eating when he’s bored at the farm, which is a lot of the time. Any time that he’s fixing something or tinkering around or just playing, a big glass of Bantha milk and a snack isn’t far away. 

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Would you consider doing a chubby, stress eating Obi-wan? Perhaps a mission goes sideways and Anakin and Ahsoka get injured and he blames himself. His reaction, as they're being held in medical, is to eat.

The catalyst of it all had been Anakin and Ahsoka landing themselvesin coma, albeit temporarily ones it was still comas that preventedObi-Wan from speaking to them, hearing their voices and in someinstances, scolding them as he wanted for an utterly dangerous stuntwith a space ship that had crashed.

First a dip in bacta and then the wait for them to wake.

The loneliness had set in after the first day of being unable to somuch as comm the two and Obi-Wan had filled that loneliness withfood, high in fat and sugar and just enough to keep Obi-Wan’s mindsomewhere else.

His waist line was growing and Obi-Wan really should stop eating allthe cakes and pastries he had come into the habit of consuming but hedidn’t, his belly, thighs and arms softening with fat.

He was overeating until his stomach hurt and no amount of katas andtraining seemed to help him keep his waist line from expanding andhis body from softening.

Obi-Wan felt pathetic as he cleaned away the plates and emptywrappers and boxes from all the junk he had been eating. It didn’thelp that he had to ask the quartermaster for a new set of tunics andleggings, his others becoming too small.

“…I need to stop eating feel good food.” He sighed, rubbing hisface while leaning his elbows on the counter, the pouch of a stomachpressing against the door of the cupboard Obi-Wan was leaning on.

“I don’t think you should.” A voice piped up ‘helpfully’and Obi-Wan jerked too, looking around the quarters before snortingto himself

“Right…I’m hearing things again…” He sighed to himself thengrabbed a few mini cupcakes with blue butter frosting on.

He hates himself for eating all of them in less then two hours.

Half a month later and Anakin finally woke from his coma, Ahsokafollowing the day after not that anyone told Obi-Wan until the blondhimself requested Obi-Wan.

“Force! Its good to see you two awake.” Obi-Wan couldn’tcontain the utter joy at seeing them awake, hugging Ahsoka firstbecause she was closest to the door, holding the togruta tightly tohis chest and stroking her monterals and lekku’s gently beforemoving to Anakin and repeating the hug, tucking Anakin under his chinand holding on tightly.

“Not that I don’t like it but Obi-Wan, what’s been going on?”Anakin rasped out a bit.

“You fripping crashed the damn ship and landed yourself and yourpadawan in half a month long coma.” Obi-Wan scowled at him, handresting on Anakin’s knee.

“Careful Obi-Wan, you almost sound attached.” Anakin gave him awry grin only to grunt when his former master squeezed down on hisknee hard.

“Don’t…tease me Anakin. I was worried out of my mind.”Obi-Wan scowled at him. ‘Not to mention lonely.’ He didn’t saythat as he looked between them. “I’ve watered your plants Ahsoka,so they’re still alive and I’ve also looked after your armAnakin.”

Ahsoka shuffled a bit out of the bed and stood on her bare feet onthe rooms floor, wiggling her toes as her master stared at masterObi-Wan for a long moment with open mouth, Obi-Wan’s shouldersslumped.

Then she crawled onto the same bed and wrapped the copper haired Jediin a hug. “Its okay master Obi-Wan, I’m sorry for worrying you.”She smiled. “We’re still here you know.”

Letting out a breath through his nose, Obi-Wan tucked his arm aroundher, smiling slightly. “And thank the Force for that.”

He might have said something more if Ahsoka hadn’t tightened herarms around him with a puzzled look. “Master Obi-Wan, areyou…you’re chubby.” She blinked at him before beaming indelight. “You feel chubby and warm, its like hugging a wookie!”

Obi-Wan turned bright red, shamed until Anakin poked him in thestomach and then he felt utterly humiliated as the blond made athoughtful hum. “I-”

“It suits you.” Anakin decided, tone firm. “You look goodObi-Wan.” He shifted until he was sitting beside Obi-Wan on theopposite side to Ahsoka, wrapping his arm around the redhead. “Areyou going to keep it? I hope you do. Chubby suits you.” He grinned.

Obi-Wan muttered and just felt a bit nauseous and shameful but… it was also niceto hear. “…Don’t know, been stress eating while you two herehere if I’m honest.” He mumbled, the Jedi master not willing toadmit he had been eating out of loneliness.

Anakin hummed and nuzzled a bit into his shoulder, Ahsoka joining himon the other side. “Well, it suits you honestly so as long as youfeel healthy and in shape, that’s all that matters.”

Frankly speaking, Obi-Wan felt like a slob but… perhaps it wasn’tso bad, being a bit round?

He’d decide it later, once he wasn’t as emotionally compromised.

For now he’d just bask in the closeness of his linage.

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The Problem With Chairs

im not dead!!! Just really freaking slow. Anyway heres a small sequel to my story “A Weighty Meal” in which Cody gets back to his office and things are tighter then he remembers. Good thing Waxer and Boil are there to help him out. 

Cody/Waxer/Boil.

Cody walked, waddled, into his office trying his hardest not to wheeze from his walk through the Negotiator. His legs hadn’t hurt this much or panted this hard since his physical conditioning on Kamino. He was not used to having so much extra weight on him. Part of him wondered if this is how Rex felt when he told him he had to carry that astromech. Instead of a astromech Cody was carrying a large hefty belly that seemed to wobble in front of him every time he moved. Also unlike the astromech Cody couldn’t just take it off, it would take him ages to get back to his normal size, if it was even possible to do so. He didn’t even want to think of that process at the moment. He rubbed his face then looked down at his desk, the holopads and filmsi were still neatly organized the way he left them before the whole ordeal had began. He had dreaded doing them before but they seemed like his saving grace for a distraction right now.

Moving around the desk, he picked up his holopad and began to look it over to get his head on track with work. He grabbed one of the armrests of his chair and lowered himself to sit. Cody paused when his, now more significant, behind squeezed thoroughly between the armrests. A wave of embarrassment came over him as he pushed himself down into his chair until he was properly sitting. His hips consumed the seat and poured over the sides while his sides enveloped the armrests and belly pushed into the desk. Cody felt uncomfortable in the inadequately sized chair. He sighed, well he guessed he’d have to get a new chair at least he had a stiff couch to sit on. He put his hands on the desk to push himself up but as he was lifting he felt his hips and sides squeeze the armrests. He huffed and pulled harder but they did not pass the armrests at all. For the next couple minutes Cody struggled to get his hips and butt out of the chair before getting exhausted and giving up. He was stuck. Cody, Marshal Commander of the 212th, was stuck in his office chair. He placed his hands on his face and groaned. This was a whole new level of embarrassment and a new situation for him. Maybe he could comm General Kenobi, asking him would probably be the least humiliating person to ask considering he was in the same size predicament. As he reached for his comm there was a knock at his door. Dread filled his entire being.

“Commander? Can we come in, Sir?” Kriff, Of course it had to be his brothers! He had lucked out at avoiding them getting to his office but now he had no where to go and he was stuck in his chair! They knocked again. Cody was very tempted not to answer but it could be and actual issue and they were going to see him eventually but he really didn’t want to. He sighed deeply, sometimes he really hated his job. He fixed his gifted grey mock officer clothes as best as he could.

“Come in.” He visibly cringed as the door slid open to revel Waxer and Boil in their half armor half blacks. Boil stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Cody but Waxer was to busy rambling off his holo to notice his enlarged commander.

“Sir, it seems that reconstruction of the mess hall and barracks is ahead of schedule and- Ow! Boil! What was that for?” Boil had elbowed Waxer to get his attention and looked at Cody. Waxer furred his brows and turned to look in the same direction. He choked on air as he looked at his large commanding officer.

“Commander? Vod? What happened to you? How did you get so-so….big?” Waxer asked. The two of them approached Cody with bewildered looks. He wasn’t this fat this morning or ever for that matter. Cody blushed as they walked around the desk until they flanked him then began to examen his new bulbous form.

“I think there are better questions to ask. Like who are you and why did you eat our Vod?” Boil said bluntly and poked Cody’s belly. Cody glared daggers at him.

“Boil! Thats so rude!” Waxer reached around Cody and punched his shoulder.

“You know I can court martial you right?”  Boil rubbed his shoulder and raised his hands in surrender.

“Geez, Im sorry. Seriously though, what happened? Your as big as a Hutt.” Again Waxer punched his other shoulder. Cody sighed and rubbed his forehead. He couldn’t think of a logical explanation for what happened other then the truth which was difficult to explain. How would you explain that you and your General went out to lunch and the lunch had something in it that made us incredibly obese? He would probably have an easier time telling them that this was part of a convoluted separatist plan.

“A very unexpected situation thats difficult to explain right now.” The both of them looked at him with skepticism but didn’t push it for now.

“Well, I suppose in the mean time your going to be off the field then?” Waxer asked as delicately as he could.

“Waxer, I think its pretty obvious. I’ll probably be confined to office work until I’m able so solve this issue.” Cody blushed and put his hands on his belly. Waxer felt a bit embarrassed for asking and Boil chuckling didn’t help so he looked back at his holo.

“Sorry, Sir. Ahem, like I was saying reconstruction is ahead of schedule and the current barracks are awaiting your inspection. Err, but if you can’t right now we’ll tell the men your busy at the moment.” Cody internally groaned. He couldn’t delay his duties even though he really wanted too.

“I’ll go. They’ll have to know about my condition sometime, might as well be now.” Cody stood up and a second later Waxer was blushing while holding back a laugh and Boil was just laughing out loud. Cody nearly face palmed completely forgetting about the chair that was now pointing to the wall.

“Ha ha ha! Talk about being big bottomed!” Cody was going to burn a hole though Boil’s head with the intensity of his glare at this point.

“Im seriously going to court martial you.” Boil covered his mouth with his hand but kept laughing. Waxer was trying hard not to stare at his commanding officers large, bulging problem.

“Uh, umm, S-sir do you need help with that.” He gestured to the obvious and Cody dipped his head in defeat and embarrassment.

“Yes, I need help. I’ve been stuck for awhile but haven’t been able to get out.” He said. Boil was finally catching his breath from his laughing fit.

“Well you should probably move over here in the middle of the room so we can have space to pull.” Waxer agreed. Cody awkwardly waddled with the chair stuck to his enormous rear. The two watched almost hypnotized  at Cody’s wobbling body. It was so odd to watch him go to the middle of the room he just looked so squeezable and soft. They shook their head to clear those thoughts out of their heads and went to the center as well. Waxer stood in front of Cody and Boil in the back with the chair.

“Ok, Boil you pull on the chair. Cody give me your arms so I can pull.” They nodded. Boil took the base of the chair and Cody stretched out his arms to Waxer.

“On the count of three we pull. Ready? One,two,three!” The two thinner clones pulled with all their strength. Cody felt like he was in a tug of war, being pulled back and forth. For about a minute they pulled until the base of the chair that Boil was pulling popped off and sent him flying back onto the couch. The loss of opposing force sent Waxer backwards into the wall…with Cody following suit. Waxer had now become a red faced pancake on the wall with Cody’s blubbery figure pressing on him. Unable to help himself or the situation he let his hands rest on Cody’s love handles. Cody was out of breath from the exertion of trying to pull himself free. He let himself catch his breath for a moment until he felt hands on his sides. His head popped up to look at Waxer being squished under his bulk.

“Waxer! Vod! I’m sorry! Are you ok?” Waxer nodded and tried to compose himself. That was way more pleasurable then Waxer would have expected but he wasn’t going to say that out loud, at least in front of Cody. Boil watched the scene unfold from the other side of the room. Waxers body, aside from his hands, feet and head, was completely smothered underneath Cody’s bloated body. He was concerned for Waxer at first, until he saw the sneak put his hands on Cody’s sides and start to grope a little. He wasn’t jealous, not even a little, of the fact that Waxer got to feel up their very plush commander. Nope, he wasn’t going to admit that. Instead he was gonna get up and glare at this stupid base that nearly hit him in the kriffing face. He tossed said base to the side aggressively then turned back to the others.

“Welp. Now what? That chair is really stuck. By the way, how in all the Corillian hells did you even get your big bubble butt in that thing?” Cody blushed and Waxer gave him the ‘really’ look.

“Now we try again except this time we will get better holds. With his permission, you grab the seat and I’ll grab Cody’s body.” They looked at Cody. He nodded and turned to Waxer. Waxer stepped in front of Cody, the both of them turning a bit red when Cody’s soft belly pushed into Waxers abs. The reddening deepened when Waxer wrapped around Cody’s round build and his hands couldn’t meet. Boil on the other hand was at a loss of where to grab. Cody’s butt was literally covering the entire chair. Anywhere Boil wanted to grab the seat Cody’s substantial rear was there. He finally just gulped down his awkwardness and grabbed the edges, his fingers being smushed by blubber. Cody held back a yelp when Boil pushed his fingers under his posterior. It was so embarrassing and humiliating that this was happening. Never in a million years did Cody think that this was going to be a scenario in his life yet here he was, one brother fully pressed against his torso the other pushing his rump  so he could get a grip on a chair that his fat ass had gotten stuck in. He was never going to live this down and Force, Stars or any deity out there help him if the 501st ever caught wind of this. Waxer squeezing him  through off this thoughts. Even though this was a mortifying situation, it was kind of nice to have Waxer hold him. He wrapped his arms around Waxer to secure himself.

“Alright, lets try this again. Ready? One,two,three!” The tug of war began once again between Cody with Waxer and Boil with the chair. Cody tried move his hips forward to get more pull but only managed to pulled Boil and the chair closer. It seemed like forever had passed before they stopped to catch their breath. Waxer pulled away from Cody but left his hands lingering on his belly while Boil sat on the couch.

“Ok,ok, there has to be something we’re doing wrong.” Waxer panted.

“Or Cody’s shebs are too big. I say we either get some fraking oil or soap, some kind of lubricant, or we get one of  the engineers to cut him out.” Boil huffed out as he flopped on the couch ready to give up. Cody was wedged in there tight, it didn’t seem possible for him and Waxer to pull him out. The creeping sense of dread filled Cody once more at the thought of having to grease him up like a fattened animal or the thought of having the engineers come in with their later cutters to get the chair off. Waxer looked over Cody’d problem area once more. The armrest were wedged between his hip and love handle making his behind push out the gap between the rest and seat causing the problem.

“Alright Boil, lets try one more time. This time you squeeze the sides of his rear in then pull the armrest then do the same to the other side. If this doesn’t work then will have to take up one of Boils suggestions, Sir.” Cody sighed but agreed. Boil got up off the couch and this time placed his hands on either side of Cody’s hips.

“Ready? One,two,three!” They pulled this time with actual progress. Boil pushed his cheek in while pulling on the chair and it slowly started to pass by the ample body part. Once he was half way with one side he started with the other. The armrests slowly sliding by but it was sliding by. They took a minute to breath before hopefully pulling off the dreadful furniture. Boil took the seat and pulled with all his strength and body weight when he flew into the couch with a chair in his hands. It took him a minute to realize the chair had come free and that Waxer and Cody were in basically the same position as last time. He was pressed flat against the wall with a face that suggested he was more then a little happy but trying badly to hide it. Throwing the cured chair aside Boil made his way to them. As he got to them right behind Cody, they moved. Cody backed up into Boil pushing him bit. Boil quickly grabbed him to balance both of them.

Waxer was trying so hard not to laugh at the scene before him. He didn’t think they realized what a compromising position they were in. Boil looked at him confused and gestured for him to look down. He seemed to have noticed now as his face deadpanned. Boil currently had their commanders large shebs backed up on his hips, and cod piece, and his hands were filled with the grey material that covered them. Cody had that same deadpan expression. Even though he couldn’t see it he could feel that he and Boil were in a VERY suggestive pose. Neither of them moved though, frozen by embarrassment and awkwardness. Waxer decided to just make the situation even more risqué and placed his hands over Boil’s, successfully pressing himself against Cody’s distended middle and head resting on his plush shoulder. Cody was now sandwiched in between them in a way that if someone walked in right now they would think they were having a threesome. Which he kind of assumed Waxer mildly wanted to have. It was a thought but not right now!

“I hope you boys are comfortable.” He finally broke the silence with.

“I am and I’m pretty sure Boil is too.” Waxer said nuzzling his head into Cody’s neck. He turned his head to see Boil as red faced as a sith’s saber. His hands though were betraying him as every so often they’d squeeze or grope.

“I hate to ruin your comfort but could we do this another time like when we know someone is not going to walk in on us and tell the entire GAR.” Waxer huffed but relented and let go with Boil following in suit.

“Alright, Sir, but I will hold you to that.” Waxer smiled cheekily and patted his commander’s belly. He then walked around to go to Boil who was holing the remains of the chair.

“Well, I guess this is scrapped. Cody, do me a favor and never sit in a chair that has armrests or is smaller then your shebs ever again.” Cody blushed at the remains and though he hated to admit it he might have to take Boil’s advice on that.

“Or do and call us again.” Waxer said with some tease in his voice.

“Keep it in your pants Waxer.” Boil nonchalantly told him which promptly got him hit again. Cody shook his head and laughed under his breath at their squabbling. He went over to the couch and plopped himself down, relishing the feeling of his thighs and backside being able to spread out comfortably without armrests in the way. He let his hands fall to where he had been constricted and felt the tender area with a wince. He was defiantly going to bruise there later.

“Are you ok?” Waxer asked. Cody hadn’t noticed they had finished bickering.

“Yeah I’m fine, just bruising a bit but nothing to worry about.” They both made a concerned face.

“If you want we could go tell the others that you’ll be doing inspection later and we’ll bring you some pain reliving salve.” He considered it. On one hand he would be putting off his duties on the other he still had no explanation for his current body state and his hips kinda hurt.

“That sounds good right now thank you Waxer.” He nodded and grabbed Boil by the arm to the door. Cody settled back in to the still stiff couch but it was still better then that chair. Outside in the hall Waxer was a bit ecstatic.

“Your a perv I swear and everyone thinks I’m the bad one.” Waxer rolled his eyes.

“I’m not a perv I’m going to help our commander relive some pain he was feeling in his hips. Also I wouldn’t be talking if I were you. You were in a way more racy position and you loved it.” Boil instantly shut up, dropped his head and turned red. Waxer chuckled at Boil’s embarrassment.

“Now come on. I’ll go get the salve you go tell the men. Also, see if you can’t gather up some contraband snacks and I’ll get a couple of spare rations. He’s probably a little hungry after all that  effort.” Waxer said with a wink. Boil smiled.

“I like the way you think.” He said as they took off down the halls to their respective tasks. Giving Cody the salve wasn’t the only thing he was going to get.

[chubby-dragon13]

hi! could you do a Spider-Man weight gain? maybe like a chubby guy on chubby guy thing? i’ve always wanted to read myself with that cutie.

I’ve actually had chubby Spidey on my mind lately! Thats pretty cute I’ll see what I can come up with!

[chubby-dragon13]

Are you still active on here?

Im trying to be. Honestly life has been pretty hectic for me but I'm starting to write a little here and there and slowly cranking out stories. I still check in on the blog I just haven't posted in awhile. ^^”

[chubby-dragon13]

Reblog if you're bored and you want anons.

[chubby-dragon13]

A Weighty Meal

The battle of Ryloth was a long and very hard and long campaign for the 212th and all Cody wanted to do was sleep and never wake up. Thank the force they were getting a much deserved shore-leave on Coruscant for the next week, actually giving Cody some time for himself to relax. Unfortunately though, he had to get through the mountain of reports from the campaign, medical to ammunition and everything in-between, the reports just never seemed to end. About half way through an report on rations a knock tapped at his doorway. He sighed tiredly and looked at the door before rubbing his face and eyes. What now?

“Come in.” He said. The door slid open and to his mild surprise it was his general, looking equally as tired, that showed up instead. Immediately, he became worried and shoved his exhaustion down and stood at attention waiting for some sort of important news. Obi-wan on the other hand looked at his commander with some amusement. He raised an eyebrow then gestured for him to be at ease. Cody calmed and relaxed letting his shoulders slump back down while Obi-wan stepped into Cody’s office. He looked at the mess of reports and holo-pads on his desk then at his exhausted commander.

“You’ve been working here much to long, Cody.” Cody’s brows furred. He hadn’t been working that long… wait, how long HAD he been working? Now that he was thinking about it he honestly couldn’t remember. Obi-wan raised an eyebrow at Cody watching him try to figure it out before he looked back up.

“I don’t know what you mean, sir.” Obi-wan looked at him a bit exasperatedly and sighed. Of course he’d try and play off his exhaustion.

“You know, you’ve been working for the last twelve hours strait without a break.” Now Cody was completely surprised. Twelve hours!? Kriff, had he really been working for that long? That would actually explain the fatigue he had been feeling. How the hell didn’t he notice the time? Oh, right, damn reports. Obi-wan waved his hand a little out of his peripheral vision, catching his attention again. Cody jolted slightly and felt a little embarrassed at  loosing his trail of thought. Great, now he was loosing focus in front of his general.

“Cody, I think you and I should take a break before we either die from exhaustion or die from starvation. Besides, I’m sure it would do us both some good to refresh our eyes and minds.” Cody couldn’t argue with that and now that he was paying attention to himself, he was feeling a bit hungry. He still needed to work but he could take a meal and mental break and maybe a walk to stretch a bit. He nodded and stretched, feeling his arms and legs pop from being cramped for so long before walking over to Obi-wan.

“I believe your right, general, but isn’t the mess still under construction from the last battle though?” He inquired. During the last battle before they left Ryloth they had been attacked by a last assault by the separatist in orbit and the Negotiator had taken a terrible shot. Luckily, it was only the mess hall and a couple barracks and nothing major was damaged allowing them to get a victory and manage to return to Coruscant, but now there was no where to eat.

“It is but I was thinking perhaps we could go to the new restaurant near by. It close enough and it would be nice to take a walk.” He smirked a little towards the end.

“You wouldn’t be wanting to procrastinate, Sir?” Cody matched his smirk.

“Now, Cody, I would do no such thing, we would just be taking a walk to eat since our mess is currently unavailable, thats all.” Cody couldn’t help but chuckle and agree with his general. Honestly it was a much needed break, and truthfully, he really didn’t want to face his paperwork for a while so that suited him just fine. He turned to his desk and fixed his holopads and a few pieces of flimsi into organized stacks to keep his place, then headed out with Obi-wan. The walk out of the Negotiator was a little longer then normal with the ongoing construction but once outside Cody had to squint and cover his eyes from the harsh natural sunlight. It really had been to long since he was outside. From there he followed Obi-wan almost like a lost puppy into the city. Aside from 79’s clones never wondered the city planet, especially the nicer parts, except for the Guard. The lack of random thugs and shady people was odd but nice. The buildings still had their silver shine instead of the dark, almost black coatings and graffiti that the lower levels had. Cody slightly shook his head the restaurant was apparently in the upper levels so it had to be a much nicer place then what he’s used to. Well, to be fair, most places are much nicer then 79’s and the lower levels.

“Are you all right Cody? You seem a bit distracted, something troubling you?” Obi-wan asked with a raised eyebrow. Cody internally jumped. How long had he spaced off, again? He was way to distracted today or he really needed food and a good nap, probably the later.

“Uh, I’m fine, General, really, I was just thinking about my paperwork still.” He gave him a sheepish smile. That was a horrible lie and they both knew it. Obi-wan gave him a smug face.

“Oh, I see, so you must really miss it don’t you? All those reports waiting to be filled out.” That made Cody cringe, the thought of the piles of holopads and flimsi back in his office.

“I think I’m good, sir.” Obi-wan chuckled at his commander’s expression and they continued their walk though the crowd in comfortable silence.

A few minutes of walking later Obi-wan signaled that they were here. Looking at the building Cody could already tell it had a kind of bustling yet somehow calm vibe about it. The same vibe of the outside was carried into the place its self. Waiters were walking passed each other quickly and orderly in the, oddly, over spacious walkways and customers were chatting and patiently waiting for their meal in the slightly dimmed establishment. They both took glances around at the patrons and waiters throughly, a habit they had from all the ambushes they got in public places. So far nobody looked suspicious but they couldn’t help but notice that several customers were very large. Not a they were just tall and bulky large, they were tremendously overweight. They didn’t look dangerous or really that odd but they certainly caught their eye, especially Cody. Now he had seen large people before but not quite like this. They were so fat and voluptuous in away that wasn’t disgusting like a Hutt, but actually more cute and fluffy. They looked so pleased and comfortable eating their meal peacefully. A small pang of jealousy crossed him. A selfish, tired part of him wanted comfort like that for himself. Instead of facing this horrible war, just growing fat and comfortable without a care in the universe, but he was a clone, he’d never get that type of luxury in his short life time. His thoughts were dashed as a young female Human stepped in front of them with a bright smile.

“Hello, Welcome. I take it it’s just the two of you, gentlemen?” They nodded then she guided them to a table, luckily somewhere a less populated then the main room they entered in. She brought them to a lone table with two large chairs that looked more like benches and left them some menus and then went to get them something to drink. Obi-wan started to read it and Cody just stared at it. It was very rare that he got to decide what to eat and decided just to get whatever Obi-wan got. The waitress didn’t take long before she returned with some clear liquid that they assumed was water that had a wedge of an odd yellow citrus fruit on the edge of the rim. She placed them down then retrieved her notepad from her pocket.

“Hello, I’m Tessa i’ll be your waitress. Do you two know what you would like today?” She asked. Cody looked at her with a complete sense of loss of what to get. Tessa seemed to notice his tension and awkwardness, and had he not been an important looking clone she would have giggled at his expression. Obi-wan looked at them and smiled at their odd yet amusing staring contest for a moment before clearing his throat.

“Not really miss, you see this is our first time here and are not sure on what to get. Do you, perhaps, have any recommendations?”  She blinked and turned to face the Jedi then looked at another page of her notepad.

“Well, I think today’s special is really good. It’s a dish from the outer rim made with Bijugo which is a fruit that enhances the flavor of what its cooked with. It’s quite popular and inexpensive. I personally recommend it.” Tessa decided to leave the “extra bit” out. They Jedi thought to himself for a moment before looking at his commander, who just nodded.

“Very well if you say so.” Obi-wan gave the waitress a kind smile and handed her their menus.

“Very good sir, It’ll be out in a bit.” She turned and walked from them. Once she was a good distance near the kitchen she had the biggest giddiest smile on her face and almost squealed with joy. This caught the attention of a couple other waiters and waitresses. A male Togruta, Canza, and Human, Jax, raised their eyebrows and a female Twi’lek, Ojah, and another Human, Shaya, smiled at their friend’s sudden happiness.

“What’s up Tess?” Jax said. She took the order and placed it on the chefs order list before turning to the others.

“You guys look at table i’m serving! Like, really, look, but don’t look weird or suspicious.”  They gathered up near  a small window into the portion of the dining area where Obi-wan and Cody were currently sitting and talking amongst themselves. The girls went first to look through the window and instantly got as excited as Tessa.

“Oh my stars! A Jedi AND a clone?!” The lavender Twi’lek squeaked out. The two males blinked at the girls, not really believing them, and quickly walked over.

“Holy kriff Tess, we’ve never had a clone before!” Jax said turning to Tessa in surprise.

“I know Jay, I’m so excited! Oh and guess what they ordered!” She grabbed the order copy from the order station and showed them.

“Oooo, you got them to get the Bijugo plate? Nice, Are we gonna take them to the back room afterwards?” Shaya said with a smirk then glanced at the dark blue male Togruta who was still ogling at the Jedi and clone.

“‘Cause it looks like Canza is gonna jump out that window now before the fun even begins.” Canza glared at Shaya, who just smirked smugly back. “Shut up Shaya. It’s not my fault their good looking.” They shrugged and nodded. There was definitely no denying at all that from any one. A sudden ping from the kitchen distracts them from they're staring and two large plates were placed on the out table. Tess smiled giddily and practically skipped to the two plates and turned to the others.

“I knew it was a good idea to get those larger chairs and yes, Shaya, go get two private rooms ready and two sets of clothes, one for a Jedi. The show is about to begin.” She smirked. The others nodded and were off  quickly to their tasks. Tessa came back to the Jedi and clone and gently placed their orders in front of them.

“If you gentlemen need anything else just call.” She gave them a polite smile and went back to the kitchen behind the small window. Obi-wan and Cody looked at the meal before them. It was a  rather large serving of a simple meat and vegetable dish but all of it had an odd slightly violet hue to it. They looked at it a little strangely but despite its slight off color it did smell amazing and just so inciting to eat.

“Well, it looks rather good don’t you think so Cody?” Before he could respond his stomach rumbled rather loudly. Cody blushed and quickly looked down at his plate, embarrassed.

“Well, that answers my question.” Obi-wan said with a chuckle before cutting and eating a piece. Now, Obi-wan had tasted all sorts of food. From rare meals with dignitaries to simple ones in common dinners, but none of that compared to what he was eating in this moment. This was honestly the best thing he had ever tasted. Now comfortable and satisfied with the taste, Obi-wan ate with more vigor. Cody looked up and was kinda surprised to see his normally very dignified, civilized general digging in a bit haphazardly. Intrigued by Obi-wan’s reaction and the wonderful smell of the food, Cody took his own first bite and in this moment, nothing in the world could have been more appetizing or amazing. Both the Jedi and the clone began ate blissfully away, completely unaware of the hidden effects of the Bijugo fruit. Effects that were slowly starting to show on them.

Slowly but surely their clothes were becoming tighter and tighter with each bite. Their flat, toned abdomens now started to grow a bit rounder, more noticeably on Obi-wan then Cody due to his armor that was growing tighter around him. Cody didn’t even seem that aware of his ever tightening predicament. His under armor republic blacks were now starting to puff out in between the slots in his armor and he just huffed slightly before mindlessly reaching down and opening his abdomen piece of armor sending it clacking to the ground. The action released a tidal wave of plush dark cladded dough on to his lap. He sighed contently for a while before he had to open this thigh, then rear, then chest and, upper arm armor. Obi-wan was in no better shape. He had unbuckled his belt, allowing his belly to surge forward parting his tunic slightly and revealed some of his pale belly and belly button. His Jedi robes were much more forgiving and less form fitting then Cody’s armor and blacks. This allows him to hide a bit more of his plumping body, but not for very long. Thick rolls of chub start to form on his once lean sides, swelling outwards demanding more space to conquer.

Half way through their meal and neither notice that they have nearly doubled in size and are still growing without slowing down in the slightest. Not even the sound of tearing fabric distracts them as their ballooning bodies begin to tear through their, at this point, skin tight clothing. More of their soft, ample flesh became more and more pronounced. Robes giving up and revealing soft lightly freckled cream skin and black tatters falling like ash, reveling bulging battle scared tan skin. The chairs that Cody first thought was more of a bench is now more adequate for their enormous rears. Cody’s pillowy thighs began to gently stroke the edges of both sides of the seat as he filled out. The chair in question could easily sit two or three regular sized people, or now one large clone commander. Obi-wan’s now much more plentiful belly pressed softly into the table and now not only grew thicker but fuller too. The plate of Bijugo infused food now came to its end the final bites of the lush, delicious food went down. A final push of adipose softening their formerly sharp jawlines and cheeks, burying them under layers of fat.

They leaned back contently and still completely oblivious to what has transpired to them. Cody leans his head back and closes his eyes for a moment while Obi-wan stifles a hiccup and places his hands on his belly, gingerly rubbing his new corpulent body. Wait, what!? Obi-wan’s eyes quickly snap down to his, practically nude, body. He his completely stunned, not believing what he was looking at right now. A small strangled noise is all he can make as he cautiously pokes his enormous belly and can feel it jiggle in his overgrown lap. What happened? How did he get like this? He wasn’t like this a few minutes ago! He takes a few deep breaths to steady himself before he starts to panic. Once calm he looked at Cody to see if his commander knows what happened to him when the feeling of panic and shock returns. Cody is enormous! His commander had always been so fit and strong now he looked like eaten a Hutt! From his now large prominent double chin to the vast expanse of his tan belly, every part of him was swaddled in extremely thick layers of fat and it didn’t seem like he was aware of it.

“Cody, Cody!” He called out. Cody jerked from his daze suddenly and tried to go to attention. He was confused when he couldn’t lift himself up and his stomach felt so full. He like Obi-wan settled his hand on his belly and let it sit their for a moment before realizing he had a belly. He yelped in shock causing his blubbery body to wobble about. He began to fill with panic and embarrassment at the feeling. Questions ran through his head as Obi-wan’s voice slowly started cut through his thoughts. He was trying not to hyperventilate as he looked up at his general. He swore to all the stars and the force and whatever deity was out there that he was going to have a heart attack when he saw Obi-wan in a similar state of his own.

“S-sir?! What happened?! Why are we so…so fat?! What happened to us?!” Obi-wan sighed and rubbed his beard but paused to squeeze the yielding softness of his cheeks and second chin and blushed.

“I’m honestly not sure what happened to us. We were fine a few minutes ago then this happened.” He glanced down at the barren plate that barely held a few smudges of light violet.

“Hmmmm, I’m not absolutely sure but it had to be something in the food, it's the only explanation. Cody, I know this is going to be horrible but we have to get a composite scanner or get to the temple to get any results….and perhaps some clothes to cover us.” Cody’s face tinted red at the thought of going out in public practically naked and incredibly obese, but they had no choice. He agreed and started to get up…or at least tried to get up. Cody tried again with little result. His new weight combined with being full was making it near impossible to get up. Obi-wan seeing his struggle attempted himself to get up  but found his body in the same cumbersome situation. After the fourth try they were both huffing and puffing from the exertion.

“Sir, I don’t think we can get up.” Cody puffed out. His face was red from both exertion and embarrassment from how low his stamina was now. Obi-wan wasn’t having any better luck and was just as tired. What would they do now? It was clear that they couldn’t walk out, they couldn’t even stand at this point. This was seeming more and more like a hopeless situation for them.

Off in the distance behind the window the black haired blue eyed waitress watched her customers with awe at their new forms. Their big bellies, and large bulbous rears were the first thing that caught her eye. Then their soft facial features that, in her opinion, made them look like the cutest beings in the galaxy. Every roll and curve on their supple bodies was enticing, begging to be touched. The sound of footsteps caught her attention as the tall, reasonably muscular, dark blue Togruta showed up and stared at them like she did. She let him stare for a while before speaking.

“So? What do you think? I asked chef to add a bit more Bijugo into their meal.” The male looked at them pleasantly.

“I love it. Nice, touch. The weight really complements them if you ask me. Oh,Also, before Shaya gets here, I have dibs on the clone.” Tessa snorted and nodded.

“Sure thing Canza. By the way, are the rooms ready? Our guest seem to getting a bit antsy.” Canza looked at her and nodded.

“Yeah their ready and the others are ready too.” Tessa hummed and then pulled a dark tablet out from a cabinet near the waiters station.

“Good, then lets get these gentlemen started so they can get on their way.” She walked out into the dinning area near them catching their attention in the process. They looked at her with suspicion and anger for some reason. Odd, most people know what happens when they eat at her restaurant. That is unless they didn’t know when they came in, oops. She deadpanned when she realized this but brushed it away as she got to the edge of their table.

“Hello, gentlemen. Did you both enjoy your meal?” She asked and they stared other like it was the stupidest question she could have asked. Well considering their predicament it probably wasn’t far from the truth. The very chubby Jedi and clone scowled at her.

“What in the force did you do to us?” Obi-wan asked her with fervor in his voice. Tessa had to push the desire to pinch Obi-wan’s chubby cheeks before answering with confusion.

“I didn’t do any thing, Master Jedi. Everyone who comes, especially our human customers, knows that we put the Bijugo fruit in basically all our meals. They are completely aware of the ‘side effects’ that it has.” Now they both looked at her with confusion.

“Side effects? What side effects? We were never told of any side effects.” Obi-wan’s features crossed in thought and confusion. Trying to think of anytime anyone he’d talked to who mentioned this place. No one in his recollection had ever mentioned that THIS of all things would happen.

“The side effects of the Bijugo fruit. When the fruit is ingested it releases a natural chemical that effects the bodies taste receptors and enhances the flavor of food. Along with that it has the added side effect of also effecting fat cells in the body, causing them to multiply rapidly. This effect is, so far seen, strongest in humans for some reason. People that come here are completely aware of this when they come here so I assumed you knew too and I didn’t say anything about it sooner. Were you not aware?” Obi-wan and Cody sat there taking in the information she just gave them. A fruit that made people gain weight rapidly? Now they were sure they heard it all.

“No, we were not aware of this at all.” He sighed. Tessa released a sigh herself about the little incident and lack of info on their end, she’s gonna have to put a sign now somewhere, but it’s ok she and the others can and will fix this, or at least make a bad situation for the two men a bit better. Well, it’s defiantly a good, and common, situation for her and the others so it shouldn’t be too hard. Filled with a new sense of optimism she smiled to them.

“Well, thats ok you know now, right? Anyway, allow me to help you out a bit. Follow me.” She turned and took a few steps when she heard Obi-wan’s voice again.

“Uh, Miss? We, Uh, can’t seem to, ahem, get up.” Both he and Cody turned beet red at the, embarrassing but true, statement. She turned her head and mentally slapped herself remembering why she brought the holopad in her hand. She activated the screen and touched two squares that lit up blue. The Jedi and clone stared at her wondering what she could possibly be doing when their was a sudden soft humming noise. Startled, they began to look around and notice a strange blue light around the bottom of their seats. Before any words came out of either of them the seats lifted upwards then out into the large walkway where the waitress was standing there looking at the screen.

“Don’t either of you worry about a thing. You’ll be fine, I promise. Now, off we go.” She started to walk to the back of the restaurant and made a right down a hall with multiple doors. Cody and Obi-wan glanced at the doors and had that feeling when they would seek though separatist prison cells and felt like they would be captured. This was not a good situation in either of their minds. A strange woman had them in a helpless, compromised state where, if she wanted to, she could torture them or sell them to separatist or something of the sort and they could do nothing about it. As their minds raced with paranoid thoughts, Tessa stopped at one door and swiped the screen leading Obi-wan into the room. Then guided Cody to the one next door. Content with the transition she placed the holopad into a nearby waiter station and left to check on the other tables before going into the rooms.

When Obi-wan entered the room he was honestly expecting a separatist spy or droids, instead he was met with a sweet smile from a lavender female Twi’lek and a Human male with a holopad. The Human swiped the holopad, directing the chair to some sort of docking area where the chair locked into place. He placed the holopad down and stood with the Twi’lek, then both bowed.

“Hello, I am Jax and this is Ojah.” Jax said. Ojah smiled.

“We’ll be helping you get ready to leave.” Obi-wan raised and eyebrow to the two.

“Helping me get ready to leave where exactly?” Jax mimicked Obi-wan’s look.

“Outside, back to the temple or where ever you maybe going. With all due respect, Master Jedi,  you can’t exactly get up nor do you have any clothes on. So, Ojah and I are going to help you with both those problems. Honestly I think you’ll enjoy the prep. Most people do.” He smirked at Obi-wan who was blushing at his inappropriate state. An odd light sweet smell distracts him from his embarrassment. The Twi’lek had a sliver jar with a pink gelatinous substance inside it. She grabbed a small dollop of it in her hands and rubbed them together then gave Jax the jar and he repeated the process. Was this part of the ‘prep’?

“What are you doing? What is that?” Ojah spoke up from right next to him.

“We are going to help make it easier for you to stand. You should be able to once you’re not so full. To make the process go faster we’ll massage you a bit. As for this, it’s a cream from the planet Tessa is from. I believe she called it ‘Rose petal’ scented or something like that.” He looked at her with some bewilderment. They were going to massage him? What good would that-Oh force! The sensation of two large, warm hands on his belly made him gasp. Looking down he saw Jax’s hands beginning to kneed his belly like it was a ball of dough. His soft, pale, pillowy flesh pushed between the waiter’s fingers made him look even more like dough. Jax’s caressing created a sensation that Obi-wan begrudgingly had to admit was very nice. Ojah smiled at his relaxing state and now placed her hands on his plush shoulders and started to rub deeply. A contented sigh escaped his lips and made the waiters smile at his pleasure. The strain of his muscles began to unwind under their gentle ministrations. His body jiggled at every movement they made from Ojah’s hands moving up to his head through his hair to Jax’s moving to his broad thighs. Even though this was one of, if not the, oddest predicament he’d ever been in he couldn’t even remember a time when he felt so relaxed, even if he was completely on edge only a few minutes ago. A part of his mind wondered if Cody would enjoy something like this. Obi-wan’s eyes popped open at the thought of his faithful commander.

“Cody! Where is he?” They both paused and smiled reassuringly.

“Don’t worry about him. He’s ok. He’s next door getting the same treatment as you. You’ll see him again when you both leave. Until then, just relax.” Then the soothing kneading began once again and he melted in their skilled hands.

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Cody was a bit frazzled and expecting a fight when he was brought in to his own room. He could only imagine the terrible things that was about to occur. He need to find away out or at least get up, then find away to get to his general and out of this mad house. In his thoughts he didn’t see the two already in the room. The dark blue male Togruta and mocha skinned female Human stood there and looked at him then at each other before the girl waved a hand in front of him.

“Hello? Is anyone in there?” Cody’s attention snapped to them causing his rounded face to wobble a tad. The girl looked at him with amusement at this. He on the other hand bombarded them with questions.

“Who are you? Separatist spies? Bounty hunters?” He glared at them intensely. They looked to each other before snorting then bursting into hysterical laughter. Cody looked at them with confusion all over his face.

“Oh, my, gods. Do you really think WE are any of those things?” She said pointing at herself and Canza through her laugher. The Togruta, managing to slow his laughing, perked up.

“We are not Separatist spies or Bounty hunters. We are just waiters here, but right now we are your aid’s to help you get ready to leave. Allow me to introduce ourselves, I am Canza and this is Sayah.” Cody just tensed up and looked at the pair with deep suspicion. The girl looked his tense state and raised a dark brown eyebrow.

“Paranoid aren’t ya? Well, you know you can leave if you want, but you know, and we know, you can’t get up right now and lets not forget the fact that your naked. Not that we’re complaining.” Sayah wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. Cody’s tanned, chubby cheeks reddened both from embarrassment and her gaze. She just smiled wider at his shyness.

“Paranoid and shy, how cute.” She walked over to him and with her own holopad and got him situated like how the others had Obi-wan.  Cody watched the two carefully as Sayah put down the holopad and walked over to a cabinet that was full of silver jars and bottles of strange colored liquids. She hummed and tapped her foot while looking at the cabinet. Canza looked at her and walked over to stand next to her. They began to whisper to each other and were not paying attention to Cody. As suspicious and curious about their conversation he saw this as a prime opportunity to try to escape. He placed his hands on the armrests of the chair and tried to lift himself up. He managed to get about two inches up before his full belly and heavy bottom caused him to plop back down. He started to huff and puff and even wheeze a bit from all the effort of trying to get up. The only times Cody had ever felt this exhausted was after a very laborious battle. Now he was tired just from trying to stand up. His helplessness made him blush and this feeling of dread and sadness filled him. He just felt so embarrassed about the whole situation. Clones were meant to be battle hardened soldiers he wasn’t meant to be this fat and weak. In the midst of his lamenting he failed to notice Sayah and Canza get close to him until his head was brought into someones chest and was being embraced.

“It’s ok. You’ll be fine I promise, ok? Just relax and let us help you.” Sayah said soothingly before letting him go and gently holding his cheeks. She gave him a tender smile then looked at the Togruta. In his hands were one of the silver jars but opened to reveal a light purple gel looking matter. He took a small handful of it and gave it to the girl. They rubbed their hands until they were coated in whatever that stuff was. They placed the jar on a small table then got close to him Canza stood in front of him and Sayah went around. Cody was confused now. What were they doing? More importantly what were they going to do to him? He was answered when Canza’s hands spread over his belly. Cody stiffened at the touch and gasped when he felt Sayah’s hands on his soft shoulders and neck. They began to work his blubbery body diligently. It felt amazing. He had never felt this kind of relaxation before and he liked it. He liked it so much that he couldn’t stop the moan of pleasure from coming out.

“Are you enjoying this?” Canza asked while rubbing circles down his belly to his thighs. Cody opened his mouth to reply only to have another moan come out when Sayah found a particularly tight knot in his back.

“I think he is, Canz. Which is good because if these knots and tension are anything it’s that you seriously needed a break to relax.” Cody felt like he was melting in their hands. So much pressure was just taken off him and he just wanted to stay like this forever if he could. Their effort was just as rewarding to them. They were fond of rubbing him and feeling his plush heavy weight in their hands. This session continued on for a few more minutes before Canza gestured to Sayah to get the large bundle of fabrics on the table near the back. Cody felt a bit of disappointment feeling he hands disappear from his body. She returned not even a minute later with the dark grey fabric and black boots and placed them on the small table with the silver jar. Canza rubbed Cody’s large wobbly belly a couple more times before he petted it and stood up. Cody looked at them confused.

“We think its time to get you dressed up so you can go, ya know, appropriately.” She chuckled.

“But, I don’t have any clothes.” Cody told her. She picked up the large bundles of dark grey fabric.

“Well, these are yours so don’t worry about that.” Cody looked bewilderedly at the enormous amount of fabric in the dark skinned girls arms. Was he really that big now? Did he really need that much fabric to cover him? He blushed at the thought.

“Uh, how exactly will I get up?” He asked next. All the other times he tried he wound up falling back on his big rump. They looked to each other and she placed the clothes down and walked to the right of Cody while Canza stayed on his left. They each took a sock and boot and placed them on his feet.

“We’re going to help with that too. You shouldn’t be as full anymore and these boots should help get traction so it should be a bit easier to get you up. It will probably take you a little while to get acclimated though. Now, lets get you up shall we.” The blue Togruta said before taking his left arm. Sayah took his right and they both started to count to three and pulled him with as much strength as they could muster. He groaned a bit and strained to try and stand. Slowly but surly he started to get up in a standing position. He wheezed and puffed from the effort to get up and took a moment to catch his breath. Cody could feel all his weight pulling down on him making him want to sit down again, especially in the bottom half of his body. He tried to shuffle forward to try and test his movement and found it to be incredibly odd. Every bit of him jiggled when he moved making him feel like an over filled balloon. Cody had to stick out his arms a bit to keep his balance. Sayah and Canza took his arms again before he lost his balance completely.

“Be careful, why don’t you try and take a few more steps first to get adjusted to your new size. We’ll help balance you.”  He nodded and did as they asked and took a couple steps. Just like that first shuffle he felt everything wobble around and after a few more steps began to feel tired but more balanced. He panted and put a bit of his weight on the two waiters. They patted his body reassuringly.

“You’re doing wonderful. We should probably get your clothes on before you head out the door, ok?” Cody just nodded as he reclaimed his breath. Canza walked to the small table and grabbed the larger of the two fabrics and unfurled them to reveal a large pair of pants much larger then Cody had anticipated them being. Were those seriously for him? Canza answered that when he laid them on the ground so he could step in them easily then gave Cody a smile and grabbed his arm. He took one step into one opening then his other leg into the other. Once both legs were in they worked the material around his boots then picked them up. They went up past his meaty thighs and over his enormous rear and belly easily. Sayah gave the back a final sharp tug upwards causing his entire behind to wobble and sending small waves into his belly fat.

“Huh? Who knew clones were bottom heavy? I have to say its pretty cute though.” She playfully swatted his bulbous rear making his cheeks redden. Canza couldn’t help but ogle at his tremendous form quivering in front of him from the swat. Cody turned around to toss the girl a light glare. She sheepishly chuckled smiled back.

“Sorry, I couldn’t resist.” She then moved to the table and retrieved the dark grey shirt and handed it to Cody. He was sure he could manage that and took the offered shirt from her. He slipped the rather large shirt and pulled it down. It felt similar to the cadet shirts he wore on Kamino with their long, lose sleeves but much bigger. The two waiters looked him over one last time, making Cody feel like a bit of a spectacle, and nodded contently with their handiwork.

“Well, all right then. Looks like your ready to go.” Sayah clapped her hands with some enthusiasm and headed for the door with Canza and Cody following her slowly. He looked at the zealous  woman then at the Togruta who was smiling but shook his head.

“She’s just like that. Come, I’m sure your general is ready.” He told him and headed out the door with Cody in tow.

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Obi-wan felt so relived at the fact he could stand and he pants on. Ojah and Jax had left his person for a minute to gather the last few things they had for him. While their massaging did help considerably he could still feel the slight dull feeling of fullness and let his hands roam over the pale expanse of his belly. It was an incredibly odd feeling to be this big. He was so used to being light and lithe now he felt heavy and cumbersome. The sound of rustling material brought him out of his thoughts. Jax had appeared with a brown under shirt and tan robe not unlike the ones he was waring when he first entered the establishment. Jax handed them over to him and let him slip on the shirt and helped him a bit with the robe.

“There, i’d say your just about ready to leave master Jedi. Ojah will be right back with your final belongings.” As if he summoned her the lavender Twi’lek came in with a smile and what looked like a large belt and his lightsaber attached to it.

“Here is your last possession and your lightsaber.” She went around him and handed one end to Jax then came to the front where they connected the two pieces. They both smiled at the plump Jedi. He looked at his new apparel with some intrigue. It was a bit odd that this place had a near exact replica of his Jedi robes. Almost like they had been expecting this or it had happened before. Before he could ask Ojah gently touched his arm, getting his attention.

“Your Commander is already ready and is in the hallway waiting for you.” He nodded in acknowledgement and took an awkward step forward. His new weight was throwing him off center and he had to resort to a type of waddling motion to get anywhere. He was blushing when he felt his immense thighs push and rub against each other as he walked, well he really hated to admit it was definitely more of a waddle. Jax opened the door, allowing Obi-wan to go out first. Once he stepped out the two took a right and gestured him to follow. They thankfully walked slowly for him to follow. Obi-wan huffed a bit from both frustration with his body and the lesser but more embarrassing fact that he was starting to get winded just from walking down the hall. The walk only lasted about two minutes before they entered the dinning room where he and Cody were first lead into. In the room already was Cody, in his new gray attire, who was with a male Togruta and a dark skinned human woman who was looking at him with a love struck gaze. Cody didn’t seem to be paying attention to her as he walked, waddled as well apparently and a tad more exaggeratedly then his own walk, over to him and stood at attention as best as his rotund form would allow him.

“I do hope you gentlemen did enjoy your meal here, even though this was a bit of a surprise for you.” The voice of the first waitress called out. She gave them both a sheepish smile.

“Well, this was certainly a new experience for us. We will defiantly remember this place and its…hospitality.” He said while taking a glance at the four servers, who just looked pleased. Tessa smiled and walked with them to the entrance of the restaurant.

“I do hope you and your Commander come again perhaps you could recommend us to some of the other men or Jedi.” She told them with a little wink. Both Obi-wan and Cody blushed a bit at the gesture.

“Yes, well, we’ll tell them. Thank you again.” He gave the hostess a final bow before heading out into the street with Cody.

“With all due respect sir, now what.” Obi-wan sighed. Now the difficult part. What would they tell their men and force knows how much Anakin will get a kick out of their current situation? He turned to Cody. He seemed to be having similar thoughts.

“Well, Cody, It seems that we will have to just tell everyone what happened. Though, perhaps if Anakin and Rex become a bit much we can give them a little recommendation next time they are on shore leave.” Cody smiled mischievously at the thought.

“Sounds good sir. Uh, sir if it's not to much trouble, perhaps we should hail a speeder.” It was quite the distance back to the Negotiator and in this shape walking the distance didn’t seem very plausible.

“I believe you might be right Cody.” They stood near the edge of the path way and waited for a passing taxi speeder. Yep, Anakin was definitely going to get a kick out of this. Well, at the very least they got a good meal out of this.

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Cassian Andor/Chubby!Bodhi Rook Drabble

Bodhi sighed as he looked in the mirror. He tried sucking in his plush stomach, but it didn’t work. It still puffed out in his coveralls, that he just went up a size in, again. He poked at his stomach, sighing sadly. He didn’t realize when he gained so much weight. Sure, he didn’t do such as physically demanding missions like Jyn or Cassian, but he still made sure to keep himself in decent condition. Now suddenly he’s put on a lot of weight and he’s not absolutely sure why, but he was starting to suspect the rebel food was more rich then he thought. It also probably didn’t help that he wasn’t going on missions as much because the rebels need pilots that could be spared and mechanics to be repairing damaged ships all the time. Meaning he wasn’t going very far or moving from one place for too long.

To be honest, up until now he didn’t even notice when he gained weight, well until he had to get a larger pair of coveralls because the old ones were too tight. Even then he just threw away the thought, at the time he really needed new coveralls anyway, but now there was no denying it. He looked over his doughy frame and ran a hand over his belly. Stars, he looked big, what would Cassian think? He froze. What would Cassian think? The thought of his love looking at him like this made him start to hyperventilate. Cassian had never said anything about his weight before and he was much to observant to not have noticed especially with this much weight too. Bodhi sat down at the edge of his bed and looked at his belly with a cringe as it filled out his lap. Despair started to fill his chest making his heart clench. What if Cassian didn’t think he was attractive anymore? What if he saw this and just left him? He could definitely find someone more attractive and thinner in a heartbeat.

“Why even bother with me?” He asked out loud sullenly.

“Bother you with what?” Bodhi’s head snapped up quickly to see Cassian stepping through the doorway with a bag in hand. He placed the bag down on the desk on the side of the room and turned to Bodhi with a concerned, quizzical face. Bodhi quickly turned away from him, not wanting to meet his gaze.

“It’s nothing Cassian, don’t worry about it.” He was about to get up when Cassian stood directly in front of him with a stance and posture that said he wasn’t going anywhere.

“It is something. You sound upset, don’t lie. Tell me what’s wrong?” His voice was soft and gentle. So different from his usual gruff and cold tone he usually had. A voice meant only for him. At least until he saw how terrible he looked. Then he’d leave and only talk with ice to him. Tears started to well up in his eyes at the thought and he wrapped his arms around his ample belly. Noticing this, Cassian instantly crouched down to Bodhi’s eye level and gently but firmly grabbed his shoulders.

“Bodhi? Bodhi, whats wrong! Are you sick? Did someone hurt you?” Cassian reached out to Bodhi’s shielded belly and started to run his hands around it looking for any injuries. Bodhi’s eyes popped open with fresh, warm tears pouring down his chubby cheeks. He grabbed Cassian’s hands to stop their searching. Cassian looked up confusedly at him.

“I’m not sick or injured. I-I just…” He whimpered out before choking back a sob. He released Cassian’s hands and returned them around his stomach. Cassian looked at him and felt so lost but he had to find out what was wrong. He took Bodhi’s face in his hands and wiped away the tears on his face.

“Shhh, shhh. It’s ok, love. It will be ok. Please calm down and tell me what’s wrong. Please? I love you so much and I can’t stand to see you this upset.” He pleaded. Cassian got up from his crouching position and sat next to Bodhi on the bed, bringing him into a comforting embrace. He started to kiss Bodhi’s cheek and temple repeatedly, tasting his tears and feeling Bodhi tremble.

“How? How can you possibly love me? I mean just look at me I must be so disgusting for you to look at.” Cassian looked at Bodhi with a completely bewildered expression.

“Bodhi where would you get any idea like that?” Bodhi turned to him with red puffy eyes and a deeply saddened face.

“Because, I-I’m fat! How could you love this? You could have so much better. You could have someone so much more attractive then me.” More tears began to make their way up to the surface with his admittance. Cassian’s brows furred and he took both of Bodhi’s cheeks into his hands to make him look at him.

“Bodhi, love. I would want no one else in all the cosmos, only you. You are the best thing in my life and the reason I continue on. I love you and everything about you. I don’t care how much you weigh. I wouldn’t care if you were as big as a Hutt I’d still love you because you make me happy like nothing else in the universe can.” Cassian smiled sweetly at Bodhi before kissing his lips with all the love he could muster. Bodhi wrapped his arms around Cassian tightly. Cassian returned the gesture before breaking the kiss for air. Bodhi looked at him sheepishly.

“Do you really mean that? What you said?” Cassian nodded and nuzzled his cheek.

“Of course I do. Besides I think you look adorable with these cheeks.” He nipped gently on Bodhi’s soft cheek making Bodhi giggle. Cassian felt more at ease hearing Bodhi giggle and pulled him down on the bed into a cuddle. Bodhi smiled widely and laughed as Cassian’s hands rubbed all over his middle and his face being assaulted by kisses and nuzzling. Content with Bodhi’s happiness, Cassian brought Bodhi’s smiling face to his chest and kissed his forehead before resting his head on top of Bodhi’s.

“Do you feel better now?” Bodhi nodded and cuddled deeper into his chest.

“Good. Maybe later you’d like to join me in eating some Uj cake I brought back?” Bodhi looked up at him with delight.

“I’d love to.” He stretched up to kiss Cassian, who accepted it swiftly and affectionately. Bodhi rested back against Cassian satisfied with knowing that he was, without a doubt, loved no matter his size.

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Obi-wan/Anakin WG Drabble

“You know I completely blame this on you.” Anakin said holding the sides of his plump belly before letting it go and feeling it wobble against the top of his thighs. Obi-wan placed the holopad he was reading down and raised his eyebrow with a slightly offended face.

“For what? I haven’t done anything to you.” Anakin returned the face with more of a faux-dramatic flare to Obi-wan. He gestured to his rounded form dramatically as if it were the most obvious statement in the universe.

“This, you did this to me I swear.” Obi-wan gave out an exasperated sigh and rolled his eyes. This was going to be another one of Anakin’s empty accusations.

“I’ve done nothing to you Anakin. It was mostly you and your taste for Ahrisa and Dustcrepes.” Ever since the war had ended Anakin and Obi-wan had a lot more time to relax and often times this would lead to them walking around until they just decided to go to Dex’s to get something to eat, which happened more and more and it was now very apparent on both of them. Anakin walked over and sat down in the next to him, belly pooling in his lap and hands resting contently on it.

“I guess your right about that but still your the one who took me to that place and you can’t tell me you haven’t been a bit fond of those sweet sand cookies with your tarine tea.” He smirked making Obi-wan glare at him. It was true he had a sweet tooth and a taste for tea, it may or may not have counted for a few pounds on him, but Anakin couldn’t say much either.

“What of my fondness for them?” Obi-wan swore Anakin’s smile reached from ear to ear before his hand came in and pinched his own belly. He gasped then swatted Anakin’s hand away from his person. His cheeks started to redden at the sudden contact and Anakin began to laugh at his reaction, much to Obi-wan’s chagrin

“Anakin! Why would you do that?” He placed his arms around his belly in defense. This apparently meant nothing to Anakin when he came in again and pinched his soft side roll. A game of poke and pinch Obi-wan all over preceded until Obi-wan pushed Anakin to the other side of the couch. Anakin made a pout that made Obi-wan roll his eyes.

“I’m not giving into that face Anakin. I haven’t fell for that since you were a child.” He continued the face and Obi-wan picked up his abandoned holopad to ignore him. Seeing Obi-wan ignoring him gave Anakin the perfect chance to get close again. Obi-wan, sensing Anakin, moved further to the other side of the couch until his side met the armrest. Glancing at the arm rest was Obi-wan’s fatal mistake as a human and cybernetic arm wrapped themselves around his ample belly in a vice. The feeling of Anakin nuzzling his chubby cheeks was both nice and annoying somehow. Sighing Obi-wan gave into the inevitable and let Anakin settle into the cuddle. Once settled, Anakin sighed pleasantly into Obi-wan’s neck.

“You know, all those cookies and tea made you really comfortable and cuddly.” Obi-wan blushed lightly and wrapped an arm around Anakin causing him to get closer. His hand rested against Anakin’s love handle and saw an opportunity for a small amount of revenge. He waited until Anakin was completely at ease before wiggling his fingers into Anakin’s side. Anakin snorted suddenly before bursting into laugher. He squirmed but never released his hold on Obi-wan, if anything it got tighter and Anakin got closer until they were pudgy cheek to pudgy cheek. Obi-wan was now being smothered and decided to stop before he was cuddled to death by his former Padawan. Anakin was panting lightly and snickering against his former Master.

“I thought -huff- that revenge was -huff- against the Jedi code?”  He placed his head on Obi-wan’s shoulder compelling his double chin to pronounce its self. Obi-wan couldn’t stop the small smile that came onto his face.

“It is but, as you tell me, you started it.” Anakin smirked and chuckled then nestled back into Obi-wan’s shoulder.

“You’ve learned well, Master.” Obi-wan chortled under his breath. It was times like this he was very happy the war was over. A time where they could just sit and jest and be comfortable with each other without a random emergency happening. He exhaled and leaned back, resting his head on Anakin’s enjoying the long over due peace. The moment of silence only lasted a few minutes before Anakin pipped up.

“You know what we should do?” Obi-wan hummed in response. Anakin raised his head and looked at Obi-wan with a playful smirk.

“We should go to Dex’s.” Obi-wan looked at him and placed a hand on his round belly and returned the playful smile.

“I thought you’d never ask.” They both got up and headed out the door. Hey, they were war heroes they deserve to be happy and have a good meal even if it did make them chubby.

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could you write some finn/rey where finn feeds up rey? until she's 300+ would be nice!! any other story details are up to you!!

Ok this will probably be combined with another anon who wanted pretty much the same thing. They will work well together though!

[chubby-dragon13]

Drabbles/Imagines

Hi there! I’ve been kinda neglectful with this blog lately so to keep it active i was thinking of trying my hand at drabbles and imagines or even post some prompts i have in my head.  You can ask for either of these in my ask box which is OPEN. :3

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The Sacred Springs

They were so close now. The rumored healing springs of Uko in the far outer rim was just in range. The lush beauty of Uko its self was impressive but Maul didn’t care for such trivial opinions. He only wanted the power of the springs. The springs were rumored to have a healing property so great it could cure illnesses and regenerate lost limbs, which to him meant getting his full body and power back. To be able to once again fell the full power of the dark coursing through entire body once again would be a most welcome change. He could then destroy that wretched Kenobi then destroy the Sith to finally, finally have his revenge.

“Brother, How will we know where to find the springs? They are just a myth.” Maul didn’t even bother to look at his apprentice, eyes dead locked on the planet ahead of them.

“Be patient Savage, we will find it, I can sense it.” Savage just looked at him with a touch of skepticism. He had to admit Maul’s ways were…odd but they did make sense in the end, even if they did fail. This plan would probably be no different, except they will most likely succeed. With no Jedi anywhere in sight or in sense it was going to be an easy enough task. The only problem is that there were no exact coordinates or location, so where they were was a mystery, but apparently Maul could sense it and Savage had no reason to doubt his brother so he followed him.

They began to land on Uko, its beauty still had Savage entranced, near an old, overgrown, opening to a path of some sort. At least thats what it looked like. Once the ship was fully at a halt, Maul quickly went to exit the ship with Savage hot on his trail. Exiting the ship the air was clean and crisp with a gentle breeze kissing the trees. It was very peaceful here and very easy to distract one from their goal, but not Maul. He withdrew his lightsaber and began to cut the overgrown foliage covering the worn old path. The path had to be ancient and clearly worn, but the excessive plant life said that no one had been down this trail in years. Savage raised an eyebrow at his brother. Sometimes he really questioned if what they were doing was madness, but again Maul did say he could sense the way. He quickly trotted up to him and joined him in cutting through the dense vegetation. It wasn’t long before the forest became endless to Savage. The path kept going on and on with no end in sight, it was beginning to get infuriating.

“Brother are you sure you know where you are going? This infernal forest has no end! We will most likely to wind up lost here then to find the springs.” Maul stopped and turned sharply with high aggression to Savage, startling him.

“Do NOT question me, apprentice! I know exactly where we are going. The trail continues this way so the weak will turn back, but I am not weak and I will NOT turn back!” He snarled. Making Savage nervous again. He never liked it when he got aggressive like that with him. At least he didn’t attempt to attack him this time. Maul returned to cutting away and Savage retuned with him a moment later, completely unaware of the eyes that were watching them. ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

“What do you think they want with the springs?” One questions.

“I don’t know but one of them has no legs of his own, only metal ones. He is most likely here to heal his legs.” Another answered.

“They seem rather vile to me. You saw how the red one spoke to the yellow one, and they both reek of darkness. The red more then the yellow.” Said the first one.

“Hmmm. Yes I see what you mean, but the red one is here for an actual reason. His legs are gone he needs help.” The other responded.

“I know, but remember, the springs are not to be used for evil. Even if they are here to get help from the water who knows what evils they might cause afterwards. We should warn the Chief and the tribe, he will know what to do and I do not enjoy their presence.” They nodded to each other before taking off to their village.

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This was hopeless they were seriously going to die out here. They had been cutting for what seemed like hours and still no sign of the springs. Or any type of water for that matter. And even though Savage was not as adept in force sensing as Maul, he could feel the frustration and anger bubbling with in his brother. He must have been feeling the same annoyance as himself. Maul stopped suddenly and began to physically tremble, oh no not again. Savage stopped and took several steps back before Maul roared in rage and force pushed the plants in front of them a good 50 feet. He started to breath deeply and snarl a bit, like a rabid animal. Savage stared in a bit in awe of his power. In their moment of rage and awe, neither of them heard the rustling in the plants to the side of them. They stared in a bit of fear of the red one, he definitely had a great darkness in him.

“Look brother, I see light.” Maul turned quickly around to see were Savage was looking. There in the distance, was indeed a light between the gaps in the branches. They both headed towards it and out through the last wall of foliage. Before them was a beautiful springs, clear blue water standing in contrast with the white quartz stone and large fruit trees. It was gorgeous, a paradise hidden in the dense, endless forest. Maul stepped into the light towards the water. It wouldn’t be long now, to have his legs that were stolen, to have his power, to have his revenge.

The figures in the shadows stared at him wirily then at each other, with a nod two of them threw two orbs that shattered near their feet. A blue powder puffed out and caught Savage and Maul off guard. It was too late to hold their breath, they inhaled the sweet smelling powder. They coughed, puttered and tried to find the source of where the orbs came from, but the world seemed to be spinning and getting dark. Before ether of them knew it they were unconscious on the white quartz floor with silhouettes in their fading vision.

Maul was the first to come to. He groaned, shook away his delirium and attempted to rub his eyes, only to find them unable to move. He looked to where this wrist was and to his surprise and annoyance, they were tied up to a large thick fruit tree. He pulled on the strange rope, testing its strength, with no result, even with all is rage. Damn! This wasn’t supposed to happen! A groan made Maul pause in his struggle and rage filled thoughts to look over to his right. Savage was beginning to stir, his head was filled with a thick haziness that reminded him of mother Taozins Magic.

“Savage. Savage!” Savage’s head lolled to his left and he squinted trying to focus on the voice and figure next to him. Who was that? He knew this figure. Oh!

“B-brother? What happened? Where are we?” He said confusedly.

“It seems we’ve been captured, some unforeseen protection it seems.” Savage blinked then tried to move his arm, only to meet the same fate as Maul. He pulled with all his strength but got nothing, not even an ounce of give in the rope.

“I do not know what binds us but it is a formidable material. I have tried as well with the same result.” Savage pondered for a moment before continuing to struggle against the rope. Maul gave out an irritated sigh. The second he was free from this accursed tree he was going to slaughter the beings that did this.

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From the distance the figures watched, showing their leader the two trespassers tied to the Lina trees. One of them steps next to them.

“What shall we do with them?” Their leader watched, deep in thought.

“The Red one is injured, but at the same time his darkness is great. As Guardians of the Sacred Springs, it is our duty to help those in need and to ward away the darkness, but it seems in this moment the darkness needs help.” The others stared at their leader wearily.

“Surely you don’t mean to help them?” The leader nodded.

“ Of, course I do, as I said it is our duty to help those in need, but fear not, I do not intend for them to go free and use the gift of the springs for evil.” This caught their attention.

“But, how? They are so powerful they would kill us all!” The leader smiled, a plan already formed.

“The gift of the springs is not only in healing, but nurturing and calming as well.” Some of them looked at their leader confused for a moment before one understood.

“Of course, The Lina trees!” The leader nodded.

“The best prison is the one you are made in. Now then let us greet our Guests.” They smiled giddily and followed in suit behind their leader.

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Maul was now beyond Irritated, they were sitting here for Force knows how long, his brother wasting his energy, and the key to his vengeance mocking him not even 50 feet away! His eye began to twitch, he was going to go back into his state of madness at this rate. A ruffle in the bushes ends his trail of thought and brings Savage back on full alert. From the bushes came several people. They were rather plump and roughly of human hight with darker shades of human skin like the bark of the trees of the surrounding area their earth tone clothes added to that effect. Maul assumed they were human until he saw their slightly pointed ears and their strange eyes that were colored like the forest, brown and green swirled together meeting in the middle where their four point star pupil laid. He glared at them these pudgy weaklings were going to pay, regardless if they tied him up or not. A male stepped forward, he was larger in hight and weight and held a gentle, friendly smile to him. He must have been the leader, he will die first.

“I am truly sorry for all this. You see the last people who came here threatened my people and now they are weary of strangers. Oh, forgive me for not introducing myself I am Atohi, chief of the Quana. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He bowed his head in greeting before continuing on.

“Now then, I must ask, who are you and why are you here?” Maul looked at Atohi carefully, he might be able get his legs and kill these people after all. He must play this carefully.

“I am Maul and this is my brother, Savage Opress. We came here seeking aid, my legs were taken from me and I would only wish for them to return. We had heard rumors of a spring that could possibly return my legs to me and so we came here.” Atohi mock considered what he said and took a better look at Mauls legs. A small pang of sadness hit him as he looked at the mechanical contraptions attached to him, he really did need help, dark or not. Atohi nodded.

“Very well, I grant you the use of our springs.” He turned to two males and nodded to the ropes. They untied the rope and stood back a little as Maul stood. He stood taller then most of them and was much more intimidating. The Quana began to feel antsy but the two lead him to the waters. Maul stepped into the sapphire blue water until he was chest deep in it. At first nothing happened, then the waterfall began to glow, no longer a sapphire but a brilliant sky blue. The contrasting blue swirled around him before making contact with his skin. A chill ran up his spine as the water touched his lower back and numbed his body. Maul tried to move but nothing moved not even his eyes. There was a metallic bending noise that came from below that worried him but he could not feel what was happening, he had no control anymore.

From the shore, still tied to the tree, Savage stared in complete awe as the glowing water removed his brother’s mechanical legs and began to form a spine. It crept lower down making a pelvis, femurs, knees and lower before looping sinews of muscle around them then finally coating all of that in black and red patterned skin. Once the healing was complete the sky blue glow faded away until there was just sapphire again. At first Maul didn’t move the feeling was barely returning to his body but with a new feeling on the lower half of his body. He looked down with wide eyes, his legs, his legs had returned! They were still weak but they were his!

Atohi smiled softly, the healing was done, but now the capturing had to commence, while he was still weakened and the other captive. He turned to a female Quana and spoke to her in their native tongue.

“We must move quickly now, while Naxo and Tikana are getting Maul, I want you and a couple others to take Savage. Use the Sadarna powder to put them to sleep and bring them to the village then whoever is left tell them to gather as much Lina fruit and sap as possible.” She nodded and gathered three males to assist her. She casually walked over to Savage, who now eyed her like a predator on the hunt, pretending to untie him before taking out some powder and tossing it in his face. He coughed and sputtered, catching Maul’s attention, but Naxo and Tikana were already there with powder in hand.

They were quickly unconscious and being tide up to make caring them easier. They began to carry them through the brush about a mile away to where their village was. It was small, with huts made with the sturdy trees and rocks. The people that were there came out to look at their new prisoners with avid curiosity and acute awareness of the presents they brought with them. Atohi gestured for them to be taken to a large hut, they were going to need it, then turned to the rest of his people.

“My people, I know you are curious and worried about our guests, but fear not for soon they will be with us, filled with the blessings and light of the sacred springs and then all will be at ease.” Their worry calmed a little and excitement began to bubble amongst the crowd. Atohi smiled at that and headed over to the large hut where the brothers were being held. The two were still tied but now laid on Varnetta ferns, a very soft durable plant often used to make blankets. It will be very comfortable for them to lay on. The door to the hut opened again revealing the group left to gather Lina fruit and sap, baskets and two gourds filled with the blessings the spring provided. They were smiling enthusiastically at the event that would occur in a matter of moments.

“Patience, there is no need to rush. All good things happen with time. While we wait for them to awaken prepare some fruit so we may begin.” They scurried off and began to cut the fruit eagerly. It wouldn’t be long before the two would wake up then their imprisonment would begin.

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About an hour later Maul and Savage began to stir, dazed and angry. Maul’s first word was a curse as his vision became clearer and then realizing they were somewhere else entirely. He tried to move only to find his arms tied again. Perfect, He was going to kill these cretans for sure now. A roar from the other side showed that Savage was in no better mood then he was. A door suddenly opened and Atohi walked through calmly with small smile on his face, that was going to be cut off in a minute or two.

“YOU! I’ll kill you and your entire wretched village for this!” Atohi dared to step closer to him and raised his eyebrow.

“After we showed you kindness and let you heal your legs?” Maul looked down quickly. His legs, he had, in his rage, temporarily forgotten. He had his REAL legs back. This would definitely make destroying these people worth it. He struggled to try and attack Atohi, who just stepped back. He then sighed and gave Maul a devious smirk.

“Well, Im very happy you have your legs back, but I may have forgotten one little detail.” Maul stopped and glared at him. A detail?

“What detail?” Atohi called in the group with the sap and the cut fruit.

“You see, we let those who are in need to use the springs, which you were, but we do not let those with darkness and bad intent uses the power of the springs for evil. You two are like a cloud of darkness, as dark as the on coming wall of night. We couldn’t let you suffer but we can’t let you leave either.” The brothers glanced at each other then at the Quana.

“What do you mean to do? Kill us?” They chuckled softly.

“No, we do not kill or harm those who have been healed with our springs, but you will find out shortly.” With that he called the two with the gourds of sap. They stepped in front of the two of them.

“Wha-? Mpph!” They shoved the opening of the small gourd into Maul’s mouth, causing him to swallow some of the rich sticky liquid.

“Broth-! Mmm!” Savage followed the same fate.

“Don’t worry this is not poison, but the sap of the Lina tree. It has the ability to sooth those in great turmoil and can sooth away the power of the darkness.” Maul tried shaking his head and spitting out the gourd and the liquid, but it was to viscous to remove. They struggled for a few more moments, then the gourd was removed. They sputtered and tried to hack up what just went in them with out any success. A wave of of fatigue passed through their bodies. Savage wilted and his golden eyes drooped, his body felt so weak and oddly relaxed, this angered him but he just growled a little and shuffled without doing anything really.

“There, see doesn’t that feel better, to not hold contempt and rage in your heart? Well that was just the first part. Care for some Lina fruit?” The other Quana stepped to them with a plate of some sort of cut frost blue fruit. They offered up a slice to their mouths, which despite the sap they kept defiantly shut. Seeing this they carefully swayed the fruit near their noses, enticing them with its irresistible aroma. Savage was the first to give in taking the piece from the female. To say this was the best thing he’d ever tasted would be an understatement. He swallowed the piece sullenly, wanting more of it. The female giggled and offered more fruit to him, letting him eat piece by piece. They world felt hazy and his eyes glazed over and all he could think about was the lush delicious fruit being given to him. He didn’t even feel what was happening to him, but Maul could see. He tried to push down the unexpected feeling of fear as he watched his brother eat and… GROW!

Slowly at first, his body began to swell. His growth seemed to surge a little more with every bite of the blue fruit. His mind filled with a sense of dread as the fruits sent filled his lungs. A deep longing for its flavor started to push the dread away. He shook his head. NO! This would NOT happen to him, not like this. He struggled, but managed to look back to Savage. He was completely oblivious to the fact his armor began to stretch out an until it exposed a small amount of his belly bulging around his belt. He steadily grew larger and larger, cheeks staring to soften and body thinking at what seemed like an impossible rate. The fruit was wafted to him one last time before he couldn’t resist any longer and took the piece greedily from the Quana’s hand. The irresistible flavor filling his every sense, it was almost better then when he used his power to its full extent. They gorged not the fruit that never seemed to end and the Quana never seemed to want to stop giving them. Their bodies were swelling up like balloons, getting rounder and softer with each bite, bits of dark and colored skin pushed out, escaping their confines and out into the open. They were getting bigger then the Quana. By the time they had been the fruit had ended they had to at least be twice their original size with their huge bellies and love handles overflowing their clothes so much it was obscene.

The Quana frowned a bit at the sight of the empty baskets, it felt like that ended much to soon for their likings, but at least the best part was about to begin. The brothers were still entranced by the fruit and groaned a little uncomfortably from their fullness. Then they heard a large rip. Savage let his head lob to the side to see the side of his pants splitting, exposing more color on his rapidly swelling thighs. The belt he ware grew unbearably uncomfortable and a Quana nudged the opening, unfastening it letting his large obsidian and gold belly roll out. Their haze seemed to be broken after that and deep set panic rolled in. They turned to Atohi who was watching comfortably from a distance eating some other kind of fruit.

“What’s happening to us?! What did you do?!” He smiled at them.

“I told you we wouldn’t kill or hurt you, but we couldn’t let you leave. This is the best prison we could think of. Your own bodies. The Lina fruit is very delicious but very fattening , we usually only eat it during the winter, but it makes an excellent prison too.” Their stomachs gurgled a bit and the sensation of swelling came back more intensely. They started to blush from embarrassment from this then it faded and they swore they paled as they realized she could feel they were growing more and faster then before. Their faces became horrified with much wide eyes as they clearly saw their fattening belly and breast flesh pushing out more and more with each second. Their already huge thighs suddenly burst out, the soft thickness pressing them together forcing them to spread their legs a little further apart. The movement of their legs sent all their fat jiggling their blood run hot with embarrassment. They started to attempt to get up or at least move with no result. Atohi got close to their expanding forms petting the top of Maul’s head affectionately.

“Please don’t panic. There isn’t any reason to. Perhaps the word prison is to strong. A prison is a place where your held against your will, but I think you two will love your bodies like this before you know it.” Maul shook off his hand. This was hell how could he ever like this horror? He gasped then whimpered as he felt cool air on his growing obsidian and ruby butt cheeks. He reached his hands down from behind his tied pudgy arms fearfully to see just how big much bigger his butt was getting. Saying he was was shocked to find how much more soft squidgy fat was there, was underplaying the situation. He grabbed as much as he could and felt it pushing his fingers apart more and more as the fat swelled. He honestly wanted to pray or something, anything, for this insane growth to stop!

“Ugh, it’s not stopping!" Savage panted out in desperation. His attention was drawn back to the front of his belly. His eyes darted in terror as his fattening arms suddenly burst the shoulder seams of his now nonexistent, skin tight fabric wide apart whilst his thick side rolls of fat split the seams down his sides. His belly suddenly budged forward and the thin fabric was ripped clean in half leaving him half naked. His face was so round now, and the fat on his neck and now huge double chin was wobbling ponderously on top of his breasts. A loud pop and tear rang out signaling the end of his pants life. He was now completely naked, Savage now felt like an overfilled balloon that kept growing. He grunted and struggled to try and move move, but ended up wobbling about uselessly. Atohi looked at them, they were so fat and helpless, barely able to flail let alone walk, they were starting to get to the right size. He then decided there was no reason to keep the restraints on them anymore. A male and female quickly untied their fleshy, blubbery arms that rolled out to their sides.

Seeing a chance to at least kill the damned Quana, Maul reached out and attempted to force choke him, but nothing happened. Atohi seemed aware of what he was trying to do and gently patted his ballooning belly.

“The sap soothes away all the power of darkness, including the darkness you harness as power. You won’t be able to hurt anyone any more.” Maul’s eyes widened. No, No. No, It couldn’t be. No, he couldn’t be a helpless blob, he had to have some power! He tried to reach out to the dark side but felt nothing, not the smallest pull to the force. He began to pant, he wasn’t going to cry or panic, event though the tears pricked the corners of his eyes, touching his chubby cheeks. He shuddered involuntarily as she felt his body fat begin to push up around him as it swelled, furthering his prison and his helplessness. A warm hand cradled his cheek, Atohi rubbed his swelling cheek softly, comfortingly. He whimpered as his huge belly and breasts began to tower over him. His butt swelled up behind him and he felt his massive arms and fattening face begin to rise up into the air. He growled and made a last attempt at fighting back. All he got was another cheek rub.

“Don’t be upset. The growing is almost complete.” Almost. Their bodies just grew and grew and grew. His eyes darted left and right as his shoulders and breasts began to push up into his face. Even more terrifyingly he could feel the fat on his neck and cheeks filling out and pushing back. His fat fingers and toes flailed about helplessly. Even his fingers were thickening more and more until they looked like big plump juicy sausages. He couldn't even bend them they were so fat. It seemed that every inch of his body was being pumped full of fat until she was ready to burst, a small part of him wishes he would. He could barely see Savage over his belly. He was in no better shape, if anything he looked BIGGER then Maul. It did make sense since he was bigger anyway. After a few more minutes the growing sensation was gone. All that was left were two gigantic dark blobs that were Maul and Savage. They panted and whined, unable to do anything, powerless in their own bodies.

Atohi walked around Maul and Savage, examining them. Their bellies risen up higher then he was tall and rolled passed their pudgy feet. Their arms were like rings that suspended them outward to their stubby hands. He could hardly see their faces that were squished up in their fat cheeks and thick chins. Their bottoms were colossal each orb of fat came up to his waist. He smiled, pleased by their size. The brothers though were far from that. They were at this point in panic, there was no way out of this they would be left to die here in this pitiful state. A pair of hands rubbing Maul’s belly made him gasp. The hand traveled around to his side where it grabbed a handful of his fat roll. Atohi just seemed to be in a state of constant smiling.

“I believe you two ready.” Maul’s brows furred.

“Ready? For what?” His voice was slightly muffled by the fat on his face.

“To be with the rest of your tribe of course.” Maul was no completely confused. Weren't they just prisoners?

“What?” Atohi reached up and stroked his cheeks and chins.

“I told you, you would enjoy being like this, being part of our tribe, is just the beginning.” His hands sunk into the pitch black and vibrant red, Maul moaned at the feeling.

“Why make us apart of your tribe?” He gasped as he felt Atohi’s plump figure press into his own.

“Because, we can’t simply let those who have been plump and ripe by our sacred fruit to simply rot away.” He planted a soft kiss to Maul’s juicy palm and lower arm. Maul huffed and tried to flail him away, only to get his arm caught and his under arm fat kissed. Atohi chuckled.

“I should get the others before I keep you all to myself.” His hand grazed his belly, causing a shiver to go up Maul’s reconnected spine. He could here some sort of language being spoken then some cheering before Atohi returned, with his people behind him. They stared at the brothers in awe, slowly walking up to them and letting their hands rub and squeeze them. They gasped at all the contact. There was just so many hands on their sensitive bodies. A few bolder Quana began to kneed them and kiss their bodies. Savage couldn’t take all the sudden affection and began to moan. The sound caught them off guard a bit but their surprise was quickly turned into excitement. They began to kneed and kiss Savage all over, from his bulging cheeks to his plump toes. He was trying to get them off by jostling his body but that just encouraged them more. The ones surrounding Maul watch what they were doing with Savage and turned back to him with a glint in their eye. Maul felt very nervous looking at them. They began the same treatment of rubbing and kissing. A jolt rushed through his body. The stimulation was so intense he began to pant within a couple minutes.

A few Quana were so bold as to remove their clothes. Their soft chubby bodies pushed flush against their dark colored ones. After that it wasn’t long before most if not all of the Quana in there were undressed, pushed against them, rubbing and biting their soft giving flesh. Maul and Savage’s bodies were quivering with pleasure. As were the Quana, their bodies shuddering from all the friction. Maul didn’t think he could take anymore, until he felt a male presence settle between his enormous globes of fat that was his rear. Two hands grabbed and ample amount of his bottom and felt them run in circles. He tried to turn but his neck fat prevented him from seeing the person in full view, but from his peripheral vision he could tell it was Atohi, fully undressed. He blushed madly, red getting deeper on his face, as he felt Atohi start to rub himself against Maul. The action made him mewl loudly. Atohi gently pushed Maul’s Obsidian rear apart before pushing himself between the two large masses. Maul yelped out loud and moaned loudly as Atohi rutted his backside, every jostle caused a waves of fat to shake and the coil deep inside Maul’s belly to come undone. The Quana that were left took a sensitive breast and began to trace patterns on them, nibbling on the tender flesh. It was to much, he couldn’t take it. He gasped before his whole body trembled like an earthquake as he unraveled. The Quana then stopped Atohi and the others removed themselves and turned in time to see the other half finishing off Savage. They smiled contently, completely satisfied with their new tribe members. One by one they began to lay down in the soft Varnetta ferns surrounding Maul and Savage, Using their plump thighs and bellies as pillows as they began to fall asleep. Atohi climbed on top of Maul, reaching his still slightly panting face and kissed him.

“They took quite a liking to both of you. That means you are now part of our tribe and always will be. You’ll always be loved even with your blubbery form, perhaps now you can start to love it just as much as we do.” He smiled then yawned, placing one last kiss to Maul’s cheek before curling up on his chest and fell asleep. Maul felt exhausted but strained to look around his belly to see Savage. His brother was already asleep covered with Quana sleeping peacefully around him. Perhaps this isn’t what he wanted, it wasn’t, but instead he found something else, something he was not used to and would take some time to get accustomed to. It was better then he ever thought revenge could be, in the end he and his brother found love.