#✨i bet he’s so full and bloated under that shirt✨

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✨Belly! Belly! Belly!✨

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✨Universe… if you’re listening… PLEASE give someone a chance to knock this guy up. PLEASE!!! What do we have to do to finally put a baby in this man😩???✨

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✨Man, I’m in love…✨

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✨This moment was pure gold!!!✨

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✨What a man🤤…✨

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✨Tummy!!!✨

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✨I miss his barrel belly😫!!!✨

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✨I love how he wears super tight shirts and just lets his little belly stretch out underneath them!!!✨

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✨Seeing Shawn with a full tummy brings me so much joy!!!✨

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✨Full belly Shawn!!!✨

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That’s right… eat up, Ian. Stuff your face, and get nice and strong for me… all fat and beefy, just the way I like. You’re gonna have to put down a lot more food if you want to grow that body of yours… store up enough blubber to build your physique like you want… at least another bowl or two. Go ahead, keep chewing. You’re going to look so good when you finally reach your goal weight, ya know… and maybe you’ll finally have the might to take me down next time we go at it. Sounds fun, doesn’t it? Either way, I promise I’ll be there for every pound you put on — to encourage you, and rub your bloated belly. Trust me, it’ll be hard sometimes… you’ll feel like you’re going to burst… but I’ll be there. Now, finish up quick, Gallagher. I’ll grab you another helping, and rub your gut while you eat. I’m proud of you… I mean it.

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✨He’d make such a perfect lazy, sloppy househusband!!!✨

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✨My little heart is melting!!! This sis so sweet🥹!!!✨

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✨He looks so perfect!!!✨

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“Here, Evan. Eat this.” You try and coerce him, after watching him finish his fourth plate of the night. “I don’t want it anymore. I’m stuffed. Really shouldn’t have ordered desert… sorry.”

“N—No… I can’t.” He replies, choking down a burp. “I’ve had enough to eat tonight… I don’t need anything else. You’re the one who ordered it.”

“So? I don’t want it… and you know I don’t like to waste food. Please… eat it Evan… for me.” You shove the plate in his direction, only for him to block it with his hand.

“No. I’m serious. I feel like I’m gonna pop. Get a to-go box, and eat it at home.” As if on queue, his stomach grumbles and moans underneath his shirt — making its voice heard. “See? I’m just as stuffed as you are, if not more.”

“Fine. You’re right… I can eat it. I did order, and it is mine. But… if I do, you’re not getting any ass for a week.”

Evan shoots you an angry glare — unsure if you’re being serious — then drops his gaze down to the plate. “Are you kidding me?” He chuckles. “You’d really do that?”

“Yes… I would. Eat it, or no sex.”

His stomach on the verge of bursting, he yanks the dish away from you, and stabs his fork into the berry confection. “God, I hate you. I’ll eat it… but you have to take care of me tonight, alright. This isn’t gonna end well for either of us… just know that.” He brings the utensil up to his lips, and takes a bite of your desert, nearly vomiting when it hits his tongue.

“Okay. Whatever happens, it happens. I’ll take care you tonight, promise. I’ll do whatever you need me to. Thanks for finishing my meal off for me, Ev. Love you.”

“Mmm… yeah, whatever. You can’t keep doing this, every time we go out to eat.”

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✨IDK what he ate that night (probably pasta), but damn… it definitely blew him up🤩!!!✨